Walk alone in the abyss

Yang Ming made a gesture, and Mimi Li took the initiative to lead a large number of mechanical guards out of the door, leaving only a few machines with guns on the head of the No. 4 forerunner.

"Tell me."

Yang Ming said calmly: "There are only two of us left here, maybe we can have an unequal information exchange."

"Not equal? ​​Huh."

The teenager just sneered.

Yang Ming is not in a hurry, he has plenty of ways to get this guy to speak.

"First of all, I don't really want to kill you, but it's not that I won't kill you."

Yang Ming smiled and said:

"Do you think that being a pioneer is equivalent to having a life-saving talisman?

"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 somatosensory time, it is distorted, deformed, disintegrated, stretched, compressed, like a rubber man, and finally the consciousness and self-information are swallowed by the black hole.

"This is the most thorough way of death I can think of."

The boy's Adam's apple trembled: "White ghosts! They are all playthings of high-dimensional civilization, why are you so noble here!"

"Young man, don't get too excited."

Yang Ming smiled and waved, the mechanical guards moved a chair and placed it in front of Yang Ming.

The boy snorted, adjusted the dress on his body, and sat down loosely.

Yang Ming said slowly: "Forerunner No. 2 and I have been looking for you for so long and you haven't been exposed. Your business in the first star of the United States of Freedom is pretty good, but I really didn't expect that when Mimily appeared, you would just fart. You ran over like a dick... what should I say about you?"

The corner of the boy's mouth twitched.

Yang Ming said: "Tell me about your home planet."

"It's impossible for me to tell you anything about my home planet."

"It's not important. Forerunners are no longer able to interfere with the progress of the follow-up game," Yang Ming said. "Let me share some information to express my sincerity. The mission of the few of us is to seek political status among the major powers that already have territory in the Milky Way. To serve as a bridge for our home star to integrate into the human civilization of the Milky Way.”

"I don't know this?"

The young man said coldly: "If you want to trick me, use some clever means!"

Yang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, as if there were huge crimson waves surging in his eyes.

The boy let out a scream and fell off the seat, clutching his head and twitching continuously, bursting out with foul language one after another.

Yang Ming waited quietly for a few minutes, when the young man's pain passed, it was another mental hammer with precise control of strength.

After three consecutive mental blows, the boy's voice became hoarse.

"What's the point of you beating me by cheating!"

"White ghost! You are a monster, you are not human!"

"I said! I said, I admit defeat!"

"Don't waste time," Yang Ming lost his smile, "If you cooperate, you won't have to suffer this crime."

The boy was carried to the chair by the mechanical guards, his face was pale, dizzy, and he lay there panting heavily.

He suddenly smiled again: "You dare not kill me, you are worried that some events beyond your control will be triggered, and you are worried that the high-dimensional civilization will use unknown methods against you."

Yang Ming said: "Yes, the benefits of killing you are out of proportion to the risk of bearing the punishment of high-dimensional civilization. But I can continue to torture you like this, I can saw off your limbs and throw them into nutrition cans, and trap you with your remains , put your home planet at an information disadvantage at the beginning of the game."

The boy took a deep breath: "What do you want to ask?"

"Your name, what do you call your home planet?"

The young man said a few gibberish words, but Yang Ming didn't understand, and Lu's simultaneous translation was helpless.

Yang Ming said: "Tell me what you know, and I will give you some supplements after your statement is over."

The young man sniffled and said calmly: "I obtained some sealed materials by infiltrating the archives officials of the United States of Freedom. The high-dimensional civilization is called Faya, and the Faya civilization holds a greenhouse civilization to integrate into the Milky Way almost every thousand galactic years. The ceremony, the name of the ceremony is..."

"Faya's game," Yang Ming frowned, "Tell me something I don't know."

The boy said angrily: "How do I know what you don't know!"

"Then talk slowly," Yang Ming raised his legs and waved to the side.

The mechanical guards at the side moved the table and brought two bottles of nerve sustained-release drink. The boy grabbed the bottle and took a few sips with his head upside down. His headache immediately eased a lot.

He took several deep breaths and said quickly:

"Faya, a high-dimensional civilization, is an advanced civilization with human beings as the main body. They have incredible abilities and can freely shuttle in higher dimensions. Our place is the basic material dimension, and they can already live without matter.

"Faya's game has several meanings. One is to make up for the population decline caused by the negative fertility rate of the Milky Way, and the other is to find the possibility of civilization development in a separately isolated greenhouse civilization.

"Our home planets have each developed for 10,000 years, and the basic development path is determined by the Faya people. In each era, there will be one or two guides on the scientific road, leading the civilization to grow barbarously forward. As long as you touch Go to the edge of the space-time bubble wrapped around the parent star, and you will be eligible to participate in the Faya game.

"Because at this stage of development, Faya has been able to predict the follow-up civilization development route. If there are no new possibilities, it can be cleaned up directly."

Yang Ming wondered, "Clean up?"

"Well, clean it up," the young man said calmly, "move the greenhouse civilization that has developed for 10,000 years out of the greenhouse... the most powerful countries in the Milky Way that have existed for more than 3,000 years have a confidential document that records the civilization that occurs once every thousand years. The 'refugee wave', this is the news that the French civilization asked them to block, and it is not a big deal for countries."

Yang Ming raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

Refugee tide.

It means that even if the earth finally wins in the game of Faya and becomes the winner of the five-in-three, it is not that the solar system dissolves the space-time bubble, but that the human beings on the earth are cleared out of the earth and thrown into the powerful countries of the galaxy to find a new home .

It is not the promotion of the earth, but the promotion of the human beings on the earth.

Then the earth will cultivate and rest for a period of time, let the greenhouse recover its ecology and vitality, and then plant a batch of stone civilization or bronze civilization to develop again.

The significance of the pioneers seeking political identity lies in the fact that he has to work hard to arrange the sudden increase of billions or even tens of billions of people.

"Isn't it ironic?"

The young man laughed at himself: "The home we think is just the soil we live in. Is everything we do really meaningful? I often ask myself this question."

"Does it make no sense?" Yang Ming asked back.

"It doesn't make sense, it just doesn't make sense!"

The boy's eyes became sharp again:

"Can the fragile civilization of our home planet continue to survive after losing its original home? No!

"9.8 billion of them were placed on a strange planet, facing the highly developed second-level or even third-level civilization in front of them, and facing the human civilization in the Milky Way that has mastered almost endless energy and curvature transitions, The barriers of our own civilization have been directly broken.

"Civilization has two walls, culture and history, which are the soul of civilization and the personality of civilization.

"However, the huge volume of human civilization in the galaxy will directly break down these two walls, assimilate you, absorb you, and make you a supplement to the civilization of the galaxy.

"Fifty years! Two generations! Your civilization is gone! The Fayas will order these powerful countries to block information about your civilization, and your grandchildren will only say, I am a citizen of the United States of Freedom!

"Isn't it ridiculous that people are alive and civilization is gone?"

Yang Ming said: "That's at least better than being directly destroyed."

"They will not destroy the greenhouse planet itself, that is their petri dish, they will only destroy the humans who failed the game!"

"Do you know much about this game?" Yang Ming asked.

Forerunner No. 4 took a few sips from the wine bottle and continued: "The information I know comes from that file. There are some records and analysis in it. It is probably that three or five greenhouse civilizations get together and enter the same A game server, after passing the test again and again, then gets the corresponding points, and ranks the civilization according to the value of the points, and finally eliminates the bottom."

Yang Ming nodded: "Is there any more? For example, the progress of the game."

"The background of the game is the Milky Way at the moment the game was launched."

Forerunner No. 4 looked at Yang Ming with somewhat complicated eyes:

"Generally speaking, the forerunners are unable to shake the original galactic structure, and even if they have an impact, it is not much different from the game background when the greenhouse civilization first participated in the stand-alone version of "Abyss".

"But now, is the current Milky Way still the version of "Abyss" that we experienced before?

"The weakened empire has not weakened, and the strong new federation has had a leg broken. All of this is thanks to you, the hero who exposed the bug-burying plan of the new federation."

Yang Ming nodded: "Thank you for the compliment."

Forerunner No. 4 scolded: "You make us unable to predict the direction of the next story!"

"Faya didn't intervene, which means they allow it," Yang Ming said with a smile, "Everyone is fair, and we can't predict it."

Forerunner No. 4's mouth twitched: "Did you know? In order for the forerunners to better fulfill their missions, my home planet trained hundreds of millions of young people to memorize the history of the Milky Way in "Abyss"! Our school included this in the curriculum!"

Yang Ming: ...

Made, are other civilizations so well prepared?

"You learned the meaning of "Abyss" in advance?"

"If your civilization reaches level 1 ahead of time, you can also get it," said No. 4 pioneer with some doubts in his eyes. "Isn't it true that your civilization has not even achieved controllable nuclear fusion? Could it be?" Your civilization can't even extract the energy of the Earth's core?"

Yang Ming calmly said: "Of course, my hometown is level 0.9."

"No wonder," Pioneer No. 4 smiled, "Then your civilization is in danger. If five enter three, two will be eliminated."

Yang Ming rubbed the center of his brows, accidentally wrinkled the mask, and simply took it off, revealing the handsome face he inherited from Hanton.

"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 take out a small administrative star to inherit the culture and history of our mother planet, naturally we will not What is the problem."

Forerunner No. 4 scolded: "Do you think that everyone, like you, can directly chop up the female worm to gain military merit? The path I'm taking now is already the fastest path I can do!"

"Talk more about that points ranking system, or give me that file."

"The file was destroyed by me."

Forerunner No. 4 pointed to the mechanical guard on the side:

"You have been detecting my body data since just now, so you should be able to judge whether I am lying or not. I don't need to lie to you, because that game has nothing to do with us. We are just doing refugee resettlement work after the game is won and the civilization is promoted. .

"Tsk, as strong as you, White Ghost, even if you have worked hard to make a fortune in the empire, but your civilization cannot be promoted, that is a big joke."

Yang Ming: ...

Then it has nothing to do with him.

After all, the civilization level of the earth is only 0.75, and the 0.9 just now was all his bragging.

"Do you think that in the late game of Faya, there will be five greenhouse civilizations directly confronting it?"

"There must be, otherwise what would they do to divide the camp?"

Yang Ming smiled and said, "Is there any possibility of alliance and cooperation?"

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 an oil bottle for my hometown."

"We have a population of 8.2 billion," Yang Ming said, leaning back.

Pioneer No. 4 asked: "Have you achieved equal education?"

"certainly."

"Have you realized the planetary autonomous republic social system?"

"Not so far."

"Is your social wealth redistribution system perfect?"

"That's a little bit worse."

"Have you completed the interstellar mind liberation, have you completed the interstellar immigration of the nearest planet?"

"this……"

"Is more than 80% of the population of your civilization willing to leave the home planet for interstellar development?"

"Can your civilization reach one-thousandth of the speed of light?"

"How is your cultural development? Do most literary works focus on the interaction between individuals, or do they think about the relationship between the collective civilization and the universe?"

"How complete is the construction of your microscopic particle model? Have you found a suitable energy carrier? Where is the development of mathematics? Don't you even extract the gravitational equation inside the black hole? Your antigravity device research progress How is it? Of course, this may be more difficult, my civilization is still unique in the field of anti-gravity."

Yang Ming: ...

He found out that this bastard did it on purpose!

If it wasn't for still thinking about cooperation, I'd have to find him a black hole and bury him!

...

two days later.

Forerunner No. 4 stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of his large merchant ship, looked at the familiar first star of the United States of Freedom outside the window, and then glanced at the scar on his wrist, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

This damn white ghost, is this his sincerity in talking about cooperation?

The group of nanochips that could not be removed had already invaded the muscle groups and bone marrow of his body.

What's this?

Whenever the white ghost wanted to kill him, he would kill him directly! His every move is under the control of the white ghost!

This bastard really understands the average civilization technology of the Milky Way at two o'clock!

In fact, Pioneer No. 4 also saw a lot of information in that confidential document, but he did not choose to share it.

For example, in the Güell Alliance, how did those inhuman-looking humans come from? For example, the Faya civilization locked the human genes in the Milky Way, and the reason why human beings did not change much from the iron civilization to the interstellar civilization.

cooperate?

Forerunner No. 4 was lost in thought.

Although that guy's home planet is only 0.9, which is indeed too weak, but if the white ghost can directly affect the decision-making of the empire, it can actually affect the progress of the game to a certain extent.

After all, the main body of the game is a virtual world constructed based on the information of the Milky Way at that moment when the game was launched, and the NPC forces in the game are extended based on the current structure of the Milky Way.

Although there will be no forerunners who become NPCs in the game, the power of the forerunners can exist, and each virtual character can develop freely according to the trajectory of life at that moment.

By influencing the powerful countries in the galaxy, the NPC forces in the game can take care of their home planet to a certain extent. This is actually the true meaning of the forerunner, and that guy obviously hasn't figured it out yet.

From this point of view, the influence of the pioneers on the game result is between 1% and 10%, and if it exceeds 10%, it will be corrected by the Faya people.

Pioneer No. 4 smiled.

His home planet would recognize his forerunner status, and if he nodded, his home star would also nod.

Being attracted by Mimily this time, it was indeed because he made a low-level mistake and was caught by the white ghost, so he had no choice but to admit it.

From the perspective of the evolution of the NPC power structure... It's not that the two of them cannot cooperate.

Next, let's see where this guy can go in the future.