"This is the cycle of history..."
Zhang Yuan could still recall the ti when a group of Glizerians resolved to change their civilization, wanting to evolve from an Ordinary Civilization after long-term suffering from addictive drugs.
However, as generations passed, the old died, and new generations were born. Thousands of years later, all determination evaporated, and they ultimately failed.
He even sowhat doubted that a civilization’s ultimate destiny is already largely predetermined at its inception.
Everything in the universe is inherently the sa; due to the laws of thermodynamics, everything tends to naturally incline toward entropy.
Change is difficult, and improvent is a small probability. In simple terms, not experiencing a miracle is the norm in the universe.
Fortunately, Gliese Civilization has already split into three: one branch stays here, another departed on the Earth Era, and one beca a new human’s Affiliated Civilization. Of course, Zhang Yuan did not believe that the Glizerians who left on the Earth Era would fare better than the branch that stayed here. How difficult it is to break free from one’s fate...
Instead, the Affiliated Civilization of the new humans has been lucky to rise, transforming into a Level 5 Civilization.
Soon, Zhang Yuan pushed these wild thoughts aside and asked, "Do you know where the human branch living on the satellite went?"
"They have moved the satellite away!"
Recalling this, the pangolins widened their eyes as if narrating an incredible legendary story.
The relocation of this satellite began two thousand five hundred years ago, causing quite a commotion at the ti. Planet-level Engines emitted a brilliant light. During the significant motion, so asteroids in the Planet System had their trajectories altered, with several large ones crashing into Gliese Star, creating craters.
This segnt of the story is explicitly recorded in Gliese Civilization’s history.
In fact, the presence of the human civilization branch here stimulated the developnt of Gliese Civilization to so extent, urging these pangolins to maintain their interest in astronomy. They also needed to build telescopes to observe what their neighbors were doing.
But since humanity moved away, these pangolins quickly regressed. They considered telescopes irrelevant as the species itself had little interest in the starry sky, preferring to burrow underground.
"It’s just unfortunate; we don’t know exactly where they went, only a rough direction. That direction is..."
After recording all this, Zhang Yuan prepared to leave.
Before departing, he said, "Thank you for the information. I’m giving your civilization this robot. Inside, there’s a small gift from , wishing your civilization everlasting progress."
The pangolin at the forefront was montarily stunned, then quickly responded, "May your civilization progress forever as well!"
They understood interstellar etiquette. They were also curious about what the gift could be.
Without much ti to appreciate the surprised expressions of the Glizerians, Zhang Yuan severed contact within the spaceship.
His current mory bank was incomplete, only able to leave behind so basic information about the Milky Way for these Glizerians, including related information about the Alef Civilization.
Of course, that reconnaissance robot itself was a decent gift. Even if this civilization couldn’t reverse-engineer a Fourth-level Civilization’s robot, having a reference was still beneficial.
It also contained novels, tunes, and music written by Zhang Yuan over the years; leaving his works for aliens was an interesting endeavor for Zhang Yuan...
"Goodbye... This departure might be our last farewell."
"Goodbye!"
Zhang Yuan turned back one last ti to look at this planet...
A silent planet, the cradle of civilization. Unfortunately, most civilizations do not rise to the occasion, clinging to the Mother Star’s embrace, self-constraining in the cradle. A likely fate awaits them: assimilation by a higher-level civilization, becoming a standard unit of intelligence.
The curvature spaceship re-lifted off, heading toward the distant starry sky.
According to the historical records of Gliese Civilization, the direction of the Earth Era branch’s progress was precisely towards Captain Planet, matching Zhang Yuan’s calculated result.
In other words, the human civilization of Earth Era and the Golden Sun might be converging, forming an alliance once again.
This convergence is not surprising.
If both human branches, amid increasing technological difficulties, gradually lost their motivational drive, then after convergence, mutual competition and collaboration might once again ignite sparks of progress.
This is a way to combat "sinking."
With the increasingly complex interstellar situation, sticking together as much as possible is the logical approach. Even if Zhang Yuan felt that this unity might not work, a silver-white robot alone could decimate a Third-level Civilization, regardless of possessing War Stars. But human branches lacking sufficient information might think that unity is a good idea.
Not reaching the Level 5 Civilization, one will never truly recognize Level 5 Civilization’s genuine strength.
This strength is a qualitative leap, not sothing quantity can compensate for.
Thus, this curvature spaceship traveled along cosmic strings, ceaselessly searching.
One year, two years, three years...
Cosmic strings, like a spider’s web, are distributed throughout the Milky Way. Sotis they are sparse; other tis, they are dense, with their distribution being random. Zhang Yuan could only rely on the spaceship’s mobility, trying one direction after another, retracing many routes.
The universe is vast, unfathomably vast, even a single corner of the Milky Way is terrifyingly large. Without curvature technology, the human branch of the Earth Era couldn’t travel far, but Zhang Yuan still wasn’t convinced he could locate it; such matters depend entirely on luck.
If the rental period of this spaceship was nearing its end without finding the War Star, he would have to return and seek out Earth Civilization.
Of course, seeking out Earth Civilization was a last resort. Zhang Yuan did not wish to hand over critical technology to the Sinking Civilization... Developing Curvature Technology requires a robust industry and nurous excellent engineers; whether Earth Civilization has such industrial capability is still unknown.
For this kind of high-end technology, without sufficient industrial capability, it would be futile to possess it.
Finally, in the ninth year, Zhang Yuan’s curvature spaceship discovered a massive cosmic fleet possessing a War Star near a cosmic string!
This cosmic fleet wasn’t moving fast—about 1% of the speed of light—quite impressive for a massive cosmic entity.
Nurous patrol ships accompanied the War Star; a rough estimate counted over a hundred! There were even five flagship ships equivalent to the Titan Level!
However, Zhang Yuan couldn’t confirm whether they were indeed a human fleet. The long passage of ti made it difficult to distinguish alien fleets from human ones purely from appearance.
He dared not venture too close or blindly intercept radio signals; after all, it was just a small Fourth-level Civilization spaceship.
To be cautious, Zhang Yuan sent a ssage carefully: "Hello, unknown civilization! We are the Kunlun Civilization."
The ssage was encoded in the format most common to humanity, with written content in Chinese. If it were an alien civilization, they might struggle to interpret the aning, but if it were genuinely human, as long as they preserved their legacy, they would unquestionably understand.
The so-called "Kunlun Civilization" naturally referred to the Kunlun human branch, which was easy to comprehend.
Zhang Yuan patiently awaited the response...
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