Yang Ming made a gesture, and Mimili took the initiative to lead a large number of mechanical guards outside the door, leaving only a few machines holding guns against the head of Forerunner No. 4.
"Tell me about it."
Yang Ming said calmly: "There are only two of us left here. We may be able to conduct an unequal information exchange."
"Not equal? Ha."
The young man just sneered.
Yang Ming was not in a hurry, he had plenty of ways to get this guy to talk.
"First of all, I don't really want to kill you, but it doesn't mean that I won't kill you."
Yang Ming smiled and said:
"Do you think that being a pioneer means you have a life-saving charm?
"Forerunner No. 3 is dead. I can also tie you to this ship and use autopilot to send you to the edge of the black hole's event horizon. Oh yes, you will be with this ship before you reach the black hole's event horizon. In the long journey
In the somatosensory time, it is distorted, deformed, disintegrated, elongated, and compressed, like a rubber man, and finally the consciousness and self-information are swallowed by the black hole.
"Tsk, as powerful as you are, White Ghost, even if you work hard to gain a fortune in the empire, your civilization cannot advance. That would be a big joke."
"There must be, otherwise what would they do if they divided the camps?"
"Then speak slowly," Yang Ming crossed his legs and waved to the side.
Yang Ming said: "Tell me what you know, and I will make some supplements for you after you finish your statement."
"Faya's game has several meanings. One is to fill the population decline caused by the negative fertility rate in the Milky Way. The other is to find the possibility of civilization development in an isolated greenhouse civilization.
Forerunner No. 4 smiled.
The corners of the young man's mouth were twitching constantly.
Yang Ming:……
"Fifty years! Two generations! Your civilization will be gone! The Fayans will even order these powerful countries to block information about your civilization. Your grandchildren will only say, I am a citizen of the United States of Liberty!"
"Isn't it ridiculous that people are still alive but civilization is gone?"
…
Forerunner No. 4 stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of his large merchant ship, looking at the familiar first star of the United Free States outside the window, and then at the scars on his wrist, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.
The young man laughed self-deprecatingly: "The home we think of is just the soil we live in. Is everything we do really meaningful? I ask myself this many times."
"Do you think that in the late game of Faya, there will be direct confrontation between five greenhouse civilizations?"
For example, how did those inhuman-looking humans in the Guel Alliance come about? For example, the Faaya civilization locked the human genes in the Milky Way, so that the human body did not change much from the iron civilization to the interstellar civilization.
Mudd, are other civilizations so well prepared?
Forerunner No. 4 picked up the bottle and took a few sips, and continued: "The information I know all comes from that file, which contains some records and analysis. It is probably that three or five greenhouse civilizations came together to enter the same place.
A game server passes tests again and again, and then gets corresponding points. Civilizations are ranked based on the points value, and the last one is eliminated at the end."
"But now, is the current Milky Way still the version of "The Abyss" we experienced before?
Forerunner No. 4 cursed: "You make it impossible for us to predict the direction of the next story!"
"Do you know much about this game?" Yang Ming asked.
Yang Ming raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.
The young man snorted, adjusted his dress, and sat down loosely.
Then it has nothing to do with him.
"Because at this stage of development, Faya can already predict the subsequent development route of civilization. If no new possibilities arise, it can be eliminated directly."
"Nine.
Our own civilizational barriers have been directly broken.
Then the earth will recuperate for a period of time, allowing the greenhouse to restore its ecology and vitality, and then sow a batch of stone civilization or bronze civilization to develop again.
"Faya didn't intervene, which means they allowed it," Yang Ming said with a smile, "Everyone is fair, and none of us can predict."
"How can you beat me by cheating?"
The young man screamed and fell off the seat. He covered his head and kept twitching, and he uttered a series of foul words.
"this……"
"Generally speaking, the Forerunners cannot shake the original galactic structure. Even if they have an impact, it will not be much different from the game background when Greenhouse Civilization first participated in the stand-alone version of "Abyss".
"Did you know the meaning of "The Abyss" in advance?"
The young man said angrily: "How do I know what you don't know!"
Forerunner No. 4 fell into thinking.
"If your civilization reaches level 1.0 ahead of schedule, you can also get it," said Forerunner No. 4, a look of doubt flashing in his eyes. "Could it be that your civilization hasn't even been able to achieve controllable nuclear fusion? Could it be?
Your civilization can’t even extract the energy from the earth’s core?”
The young man's eyes became sharp again:
"Can the fragile civilization of our home planet continue to exist after losing its original home? No!
Yang Ming nodded: "Is there anything else? For example, the game progress."
"They won't destroy the greenhouse planet itself, which is their petri dish, they will only destroy humans who failed the game!"
After all, the main body of the game is a virtual world constructed based on the galaxy information at that moment when the game was launched, and the NPC forces in the game are extended based on the current galaxy layout.
The young man was carried to a chair by the mechanical guards. His face was pale, dizzy, and he lay there, breathing heavily.
"Are more than 80% of the population of your civilization willing to leave their home planet to develop in the interstellar world?"
What this means is that even if the earth finally wins the game of Faia and becomes the winner out of five, it will not be that the solar system has lifted the space bubble, but that the humans on earth will be cleared out of the earth and thrown into the powerful countries of the galaxy to find a new home.
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Forerunner No. 4 looked at Yang Ming with a slightly complicated look:
After all, the level of civilization on earth is only 0.75, and the 0.9 just now was all his bragging.
Forerunner No. 4's mouth twitched: "Did you know? In order for the Forerunners to better complete their mission, my home planet has trained hundreds of millions of young people to memorize the history of the galaxy's development in "The Abyss"! Our school has included this in the curriculum!"
"Have you completed the emancipation of the interstellar mind, and have you completed the interstellar immigration to the nearest planet?"
"Preserving the original civilization can be achieved by establishing a protected area," Yang Ming said. "As long as we can climb to a higher position in our respective political systems and use a small administrative star to pass on the culture and history of our home planet, naturally we will not
What is the problem."
"White ghost! You are a monster, you are not human!"
Although that guy's home planet is only 0.9, which is indeed too weak, if the White Ghost can directly affect the empire's decision-making, it can actually affect the game process to a certain extent.
"Young man, don't be too excited."
cooperate?
"I can't possibly tell you anything about my home planet."
"How is your cultural development? Do most literary works focus on individual-individual interactions, or do they think about the relationship between civilized collectives and the universe?"
"Have you achieved a planetary autonomous republican social system?"
Yang Ming wondered: "Clean up?"
"Our home planets have each developed for ten thousand years. The basic development path was set by the Fayan people. In each era, one or two scientific guides will appear, guiding the civilization to move forward and grow wildly. As long as you touch
If you go to the edge of the space-time bubble surrounding your home star, you will be eligible to participate in the Faaya game.
The young man's Adam's apple trembled: "White ghost! They are all playthings of high-dimensional civilization. Why are you so noble here!"
"The empire that should have weakened did not, and the New Federation that should have been strong had one of its legs broken. All of this is thanks to you, the hero who exposed the New Federation's insect-burying plan."
"Your name, how to call your home planet."
Yang Ming nodded: "Thank you for the compliment."
Forerunner No. 4 frowned and looked at Yang Ming, hesitated a little, and muttered: "Your civilization is only 0.9, and I don't want to find a bastard for my hometown."
This bastard really understands the civilization and technology that averages about 2.0 points in the Milky Way!
Yang Ming squinted his eyes slightly, as if huge red waves were surging in his eyes.
“Is your social wealth redistribution system perfect?”
"Not even close."
In fact, Forerunner No. 4 also saw a lot of information in that confidential document, but he did not choose to share it.
"How complete is your microscopic particle model construction? Have you found a suitable energy carrier? Where is the development of mathematics? You haven't even extracted the gravitational equation in a black hole, right? What is your research progress on anti-gravity devices?
How's it going? Of course, this may be difficult, as my civilization has made unique achievements in the field of anti-gravity."
"Don't I know this?"
The young man said coldly: "If you want to trick me, use some clever tricks!"
Two days later.
Yang Ming:……
Yang Ming said calmly: "Of course, my hometown is level 0.9."
"I said! I said, I give up!"
"But the huge size of human civilization in the Milky Way will directly break down these two walls, assimilate you, absorb you, and make you a supplement to the Milky Way civilization.
"Is it meaningless?" Yang Ming asked.
"It's not important. The Forerunners can no longer interfere with the progress of the subsequent games," Yang Ming said. "Let me share some information to express my sincerity. The mission of the few of us is just to seek political status among the major powers that already have territories in the galaxy.
To serve as a bridge for our home planet to integrate into human civilization in the galaxy."
What's this?
Whenever the white ghost wants to kill him, he will kill him directly! His every move is under the control of the white ghost!
"This is the most complete way to die that I can think of."
Forerunner No. 4 asked: "Have you achieved equal education?"
By influencing powerful countries in the galaxy by yourself, so that the NPC forces in the game can take care of their home planet to a certain extent, this is actually the true meaning of being a forerunner. That guy obviously hasn't figured it out yet.
After being hit hard three times in a row, the boy's voice became hoarse.
The mechanical guard on the side moved the table and brought two bottles of nerve-releasing drink. The young man grabbed the bottle and drank a few sips. His headache was relieved a lot.
refugee flows.
Forerunner No. 4 pointed to the mechanical guard on the side:
"No wonder," Forerunner No. 4 smiled, "Then your civilization is in danger. If five advance to three, two will be eliminated."
The young man took a deep breath: "What do you want to ask?"
Yang Ming said: "That is at least better than being directly destroyed."
Although there will not be forerunners who become NPCs in the game, the power of the forerunners can exist, and each virtual character can develop freely according to the life trajectory of that moment.
Yang Ming rubbed his eyebrows and accidentally wrinkled the mask, so he simply took it off, revealing the handsome face inherited from Hanton.
"Well, clean up," the young man said calmly, "move the greenhouse civilization that has been developed for ten thousand years out of the greenhouse... The most powerful countries in the galaxy that have existed for more than three thousand years have a confidential document that records the events that occur once every thousand years.
The 'refugee wave', this is the news that the Faya civilization asked them to block, and it is not a big deal to all countries."
If he didn't still want to talk about cooperation, he would have to find a black hole to bury him!
"certainly."
Yang Ming said slowly: "Forerunner No. 2 and I have been looking for you for so long and you haven't been exposed. You are running a pretty good business in the First Star of the United Free States, but I really didn't expect that as soon as Mimili showed up, you would just give up."
You ran over like crazy...what should I say to you?"
"It doesn't make sense, it just doesn't make sense!"
He suddenly laughed again: "You don't dare to kill me. You are worried that it will trigger some events that are beyond your control. You are worried that high-dimensional civilization will take unknown measures against you."
Yang Ming said: "Tell me about your home planet."
"The background of the game is the Milky Way at the moment when the game was launched."
From this perspective, the impact of the forerunners on the game results is between 1% and 10%, and if it exceeds 10%, it will be corrected by the Fayans.
Yang Ming waited quietly for a few minutes. When the pain in the young man's body had passed, another mental hammer with precise control of the force came.
Yang Ming smiled and waved, and the mechanical guard brought a chair and placed it in front of Yang Ming.
This damn white ghost, is this his sincerity in talking about cooperation?
The nanochip group that cannot be removed has now invaded the muscles and bone marrow of his body.
He took a few deep breaths and said quickly:
"It's ironic, isn't it?"
It’s not the earth’s promotion, it’s the earth’s humanity’s promotion.
"We have a population of 8.2 billion," Yang Ming leaned back.
"Can your civilization reach one thousandth the speed of light?"
He discovered that this bastard did it on purpose!
"Civilization has two walls, culture and history. This is the soul of civilization and its personality.
Yang Ming:……
"This is quite different."
"You have been detecting my body data from just now, and you should be able to judge whether I am lying. I have no need to lie to you, because that game has nothing to do with us anymore. We are just doing the refugee resettlement work after winning the game and advancing to civilization.
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Forerunner No. 4 scolded: "Do you think everyone is like you and can directly kill the female insect to gain military merit? The path I am taking now is already the fastest path I can take!"
"The file was destroyed by me."
The significance of the pioneer's pursuit of political identity is that he must work hard to arrange for the sudden increase of billions or even tens of billions of people.
The young man sniffed and said calmly: "I obtained some sealed information by infiltrating the archives officials of the Free United States. The high-dimensional civilization is called Faia. The Faia civilization holds a greenhouse civilization to integrate into the galaxy almost every thousand galactic years.
The ceremony, the name of the ceremony is..."
"Don't waste time," Yang Ming lost his smile, "If you cooperate, you won't have to suffer this crime."
Yang Ming said: "Yes, the benefits of killing you are not proportional to the risk of bearing the punishment of high-dimensional civilization. But I can keep torturing you like this. I can saw off your limbs and throw them into a nutritional can, and trap you with my body parts.
, putting your home planet at an information disadvantage at the beginning of the game."
"Faya's game," Yang Ming frowned, "Tell me something I don't know."
"Faya, a high-dimensional civilization, is an advanced civilization with human beings as the main body. They have incredible abilities and can freely travel through higher dimensions. Ours here is the basic material dimension, and they can already survive without matter.
"Talk more about the points ranking system, or give me that file."
Yang Ming smiled and said: "Are there any possibilities for alliance and cooperation?"
The young man spoke a few gibberish words, but Yang Ming didn't understand them, and Lu's simultaneous translator was unable to do anything.
His home planet will recognize his pioneer status. If he nods, his home planet will also nod.
This time he was attracted by Mimi Li. It was true that he made a stupid mistake and was caught by the white ghost. He had no choice but to admit defeat.
From the perspective of the evolution of the NPC power structure...it is not that the two of them cannot cooperate.