Chapter 689: The Significance of Being at the Forefront
Yang Ming made a gesture, and Mimili took the initiative, leading a large group of chanical guards out of the room, leaving only a few machines with guns aid at the head of the Fourth Pioneer.
“Let’s talk.”
Yang Ming said calmly, “It’s just us two here now; maybe we can conduct an unequal information exchange.”
“Unequal? Hmph.”
The young man rely sneered.
Yang Ming wasn’t in a hurry; he had plenty of ways to make this guy talk.
“First of all, I don’t particularly want to kill you, but it’s not that I can’t.”
Yang Ming smiled,
“Do you think being a Pioneer is so kind of life-saving charm?
“The Third Pioneer is already dead, and I can tie you to this ship, send you to the edge of a black hole’s horizon with autopilot, oh right, before you even reach the horizon, you’ll already be twisted, distorted, disintegrated, stretched, compressed like rubber with this ship in a prolonged sensory ti, and eventually, your consciousness and self-information will be consud by the black hole.
“This is the most thorough way of dying I can think of.”
The young man’s Adam’s apple quivered, “White Ghost! Just playthings of high-dinsional civilizations, what makes you so noble here!”
“Young man, don’t be so agitated.”
Yang Ming smiled and beckoned, and a chanical guard brought over a chair, placing it in front of Yang Ming.
The young man snorted, adjusted his suit, and sat down loosely.
Yang Ming said slowly, “I’ve been looking for you with the Second Pioneer for a long ti, and you’ve never exposed yourself. You’ve been managing quite well on the Free Federation’s Head Star, but I never thought, as soon as Mimili appeared, you’d just co running over here…what should I say about you?”
The corners of the young man’s mouth twitched continuously.
Yang Ming said, “Tell
about your ho planet.”
“I can’t possibly tell you anything about my ho planet.”
“That’s not important. The Pioneers can no longer interfere in the subsequent progress of the ga,” Yang Ming said, “I’ll first share so intelligence as a show of good faith. Our task is rely to seek political positions in the great powers of the existing territories of the Milky Way, serving as bridges for integrating our ho planets into Galactic human civilization.”
“Don’t I know these things?”
The young man said coldly, “If you want to get information from , use so sophisticated thods!”
Yang Ming squinted slightly, his eyes seemingly filled with a surging crimson wave.
The young man scread and fell off the chair, clutching his head and continuously convulsing, cursing as he did.
Yang Ming patiently waited for a few minutes; when the young man’s bout of pain subsided, he delivered another precisely controlled ntal blow.
After three ntal blows in succession, the young man’s screams had turned hoarse.
“You think winning by cheating is sothing to be proud of!”
“White Ghost! You’re a monster, you’re not human!”
“I’ll talk! I’ll talk, I give up!”
“Don’t waste ti,” Yang Ming said without a smile, “You wouldn’t have to suffer like this if you cooperated.”
The young man was lifted back onto the chair by the chanical guards, face pale, dizzy, slumped and panting heavily.
He suddenly laughed again, “You’re afraid to kill , you’re afraid it will trigger so events beyond your control, you’re worried high-dinsional civilizations will take unknown asures against you.”
Yang Ming said, “Yes, the benefit of killing you isn’t proportionate to the risk of facing punishnt from high-dinsional civilizations. But I can keep torturing you like this, saw off your limbs and throw you into a nutrient canister, trap you with your remnant body, letting your ho planet fall into an informational disadvantage at the start of the ga.”
The young man took a deep breath, “What do you want to ask?”
“Your na, how do you call your ho planet.”
The young man said a few garbled words, which Yang Ming didn’t understand. Lyu’s synchronized translation was also of no use.
Yang Ming said, “Say what you know, I will make so additions after you finish.”
The young man sniffed and said indifferently, “I infiltrated the Free Federation’s archives officers and got so sealed materials. The high-dinsional civilization is called Faya. The Faya Civilization holds a ceremony almost every thousand Galaxy Years to integrate greenhouse civilizations into the Milky Way; the ceremony is called…”
“The Faya Ga,” Yang Ming frowned and said, “Tell
sothing I don’t know.”
The young man said angrily, “How would I know what you don’t know!”
“Then take your ti,” Yang Ming crossed his legs and motioned to the side.
A chanical guard brought over a table and two bottles of Neuro Corrosive Agent drinks. The young man grabbed a bottle and gulped a few mouthfuls, alleviating his headache considerably.
He took several deep breaths and spoke quickly,
“The high-dinsional civilization Faya, it’s an advanced civilization with humans as its subject. Their abilities are incredible, capable of freely traversing higher dinsions. Here we are at the basic material dinsion, and they can already survive beyond matter.
“The aning of the Faya Ga has several layers, one is to fill the population decline caused by negative birth rates in the Milky Way, and another is to explore possible pathways for civilization developnt in isolated greenhouse civilizations.
“Our ho planets each developed for ten thousand years, the basic developnt paths were set by the Faya people. In each era, one or two guides on the road of science would appear, leading civilization towards wild growth. As long as you touch the space-ti bubble surrounding your ho planet, you qualify to participate in the Faya Ga.
“Because at this stage of developnt, Faya can already predict the future developnt paths of civilizations. If no new possibilities are produced, they can be directly cleared away.”
Yang Ming asked confusedly, “Cleared?”
“Yes, cleared,” the young man said indifferently, “Moving greenhouse civilizations that have developed for ten thousand years out of the greenhouse…for over three thousand years, major powers in the Milky Way have a secret docunt, recording the ‘refugee crisis’ that happens every millennium. This is information that the Faya Civilization made them keep sealed. To various countries, it’s not a significant event.”
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