Wallfacer: I suggest that humans be bad

Chapter 57

The Space Force has stopped in orbit around Neptune, and the Stellaris have completed their power grab.

Some of them come from the captains of ancient times. They are victorious and loyal enough to the coalition government that unifies mankind. They are unwilling to hand over the keys in their hands.

Bloody conflicts occurred on many warships. Fortunately, most of the crew members were not awakened, and the scale of the conflict did not expand.

On a certain rhombic battleship, the navigator is manually setting the destination, and they are going to fight the water droplets.

He tried to adjust the data several times, but the falling hand always stopped halfway.

"Damn it, the stamp of thought affects me! When I think about where to go, the answer of NH558J2 star immediately pops up in my mind!"

"Captain, I am applying for a job change! I am temporarily unsuitable to take on the responsibility of a navigator."

The captain lamented: "All our ships have been recruited. I have reported to the commander-in-chief ship, and the general is transferring people."

There are only 20 people on the Lingjing battleship. Under normal circumstances, there should be more than 100 people on board, but because this trip is very likely to be sent to death, in order to avoid unnecessary casualties, the crew on board has been reduced to the minimum requirement to control the battleship.

The little friend at the side came up with a bad idea: "Levin, how about I shoot you in the head and force the compensatory function of the brain to be activated, so that it is very possible to get rid of the influence of the ideological stamp."

The navigator named Levin scolded: "Fuck off, the intelligence center has been formatted, all programs and data are lost, medical equipment and optical tweezers cannot be used at all, and one piece of my brain is missing. I will probably be paralyzed for several months..."

It will take at most six months for the brain to correct the influence of the ideological stamp on its own, and some people can even get rid of the ideological stamp without using physical means in as little as ten days.

"By the way, Captain, aren't you a doctor of brain science? Can you give me a few needles in the head?"

The captain said helplessly: "But I only know enough about my own brain, and I don't have the talent for precision. Let me stab your head and destroy neurons, it's better to shoot directly."

Thinking of the talent instillation project, some people lamented:
"It's a pity that we can't take away all the knowledge of human civilization, especially brain science..."

On the Crossstar transport ship, the fleet's doctorates in computer science and some doctors in brain science gathered together, more than 1000 people.

They have to write a new intelligence center program within three days, which is a little bit difficult.

Ten rhombic warships will meet the water drop three days later, and eventually no matter the outcome, there will be warships set sail.

A long-distance fleet needs an intelligent center.

The fifth hour after the fleet stopped, the ten rhombic warships that refueled set off. They will completely shatter most of mankind's illusions and confidence in the Space Force's victory over the Trisolaran Fleet.

In the third hour after the Lingjing battleship set off, Chen Xi occupied the defense line of the solar system. In front of the ready-to-go mass cannon, many space bases on the moon, fire, wood, gold and mercury began to evacuate their personnel.

After another four hours, the leaders of the Qunxing faction got an answer, the answer to why they went to the NH558J2 star.

Chen Xi only answered two sentences.

"My wall-facing plan is not so much the pinnacle of strategic warfare, but rather the pinnacle of intelligence warfare."

"Going to the NH558J2 star system, this is part of the plan."

Although he still wanted to add a restriction of 'advance at [-]% of the speed of light', Chen Xi gave up this unrealistic idea when he thought that the water droplets would chase the fleet.

The children immediately figured out that there was something important in that direction, although they didn't know how their ancestors knew it.

They decided to listen to their ancestors and change their destination, since there was nothing to lose anyway.

No. 15 hours after the shattered dream of peace, the intelligence system on Blue Star has recovered to the level before the quantum computer was obtained, and the surface world reappeared.

The people who have been rotten and heartless for a long time have returned to the way they were before-enjoying life while eating and waiting to die.

It's just that most people still have an expectation in their hearts, hoping that the Lingjing formation will defeat the Trisolaran's detector.

In the underground city of Kyoto, Luo Ji and Zhuang Yan took Yanyan to the oasis on the ground to play.

Luo Ji thought there would be chaos in the dungeon, so in order to avoid the chaos, he took the mother and daughter to the ground where there were fewer people.

Later, he found that there was no chaos at all, and he still came to the ground. He wanted to talk to Si Ming in the oasis where there was almost no surveillance.

Behind the family of three, Si Ming followed from afar.

Her hands are constantly busy, and a closer look reveals that she is writing a romance novel.

With a body of indifference, taste love and love.

Stepping onto the lush green oasis, feeling the breeze mixed with yellow sand hitting his cheeks, Zhuang Yan pointed to the factory in the distance and said, "Honey, I thought there was nothing modern here."

The factory is on the edge of old Kyoto.

Looking at his daughter who was playing happily, Luo Ji said, "This oasis cannot exist in the desert without technology."

Because of the new human transformation, Yanyan, who is only two years old, is already as smart as a five or six-year-old child.

"Yes, technology is inseparable, whether it is the underground water circulation system or the plants themselves."

Si Ming came over, handed the tablet to Luo Ji, and said, "Mr. Luo, help me see how the writing is going?"

"This is the limit I can imagine. You see, the hormone secretion is much higher than usual..."

She is also creating fantasy lovers. Finding fantasy lovers in modern times should be easier than in ancient times.

Thinking about it, Siming explained the role of the factory: "It is a miraculous place that turns sand into soil."

"In just 100 years, we will be able to restore the Blue Star ecology to what it was before the golden age. At that time, everyone will be able to move to the ground to live. Of course, we must pay the fee, because this is the result of our hard work, and they enjoy themselves. It doesn't matter."

Luo Ji handed the tablet back, not in the mood to read it, and asked with a wry smile, "Do we still have 100 years?"

Si Ming smiled, "Mr. Luo Ji, as I said, we have already won, please enjoy life."

"You don't have to take responsibility upon yourself that doesn't belong to you, and now you're not being asked to save them."

Luo Ji was full of anger, but because his wife and daughter were by his side, he tried his best to suppress it: "I have no control over the life and death of human beings! But I hope Yanyan and Yanyan can live happily ever after!"

But if all human beings are unhappy, can we be happy?
Zhuang Yan's words were almost all the motivation for Luo Ji to fulfill his duty of facing the wall.

"You always say that mankind has won! Does the so-called victory refer to the escape of the space army! Keep the seeds of mankind?"

"What is this? Fucking shit victory."

"There's still a chance, whatever you're going to do, I'm going to announce it to the coalition government..."

Si Ming looked at the man who was willing to bear all the responsibilities and consequences for love with a smile, and said slowly: "There is an industrial system on the Crossstar transport ship, although it is not very complete."

"It is the most important industrial base in the fleet's [-]-year and [-]-year voyage."

"Due to the influence of Mr. Chen Xi, the Qunxing faction will probably travel 120 years to reach a star system 17 light-years away."

"So, do you understand?"

"Anyway, we've won."

Luo Ji and the Trisolarans realized one thing, and that was that the Qunxing faction possessed stellar broadcasting capabilities.

And even on the voyage, there's probably, no, there's going to be a technological explosion that leads to greater broadcasting capabilities.

Luo Ji asked in disbelief: "So, even if the Trisolaran fleet arrives, we can still live happily?"

"Yes, that's the case. As long as you don't develop technology and give up heavy industry, you will be trapped in Blue Star forever."

"In my opinion, the stars faction is far more responsible than our left-behind faction. Destroying the two worlds is easy for us who are indifferent. Really, very easy."

"Please think about it, a group of new human beings with a lifespan of at least 400 years have to endure the alienation of the environment in the lonely universe, and even face the common hostility of the two worlds after peace, and then firmly threaten the trisolarans with darkness. What a great love."

"Every time I put myself in his place and think about what he thinks, I feel like weeping, and there is a throbbing in my heart..."

It took a long time for Si Ming to become calm and return to the appearance of not having much emotion.

"So, Mr. Luo Ji, please enjoy your life and don't interfere with our plans."

Zhuang Yan raised her little hand and said doubtfully, "Mr. Luo, Ms. Si Ming, although I don't understand what you are talking about, can I think that human civilization will not be completely destroyed by the Three-Body Civilization?"

"Yes, so, enjoy life with peace of mind, the two of you have done enough for human civilization."

(End of this chapter)