The sky in Papaloka's memory is always narrow and small, filled with light blue light.
Even if she closes her eyes now, she will still recall the ever-swaying pendulum clock and the faint smile on her lips when her 'mother' died in front of her eyes.
In the hotel room, Papalocka poured himself another glass of wine.
Her eyes were moist unconsciously. She held the wine in her left hand and drank it down. She held the e-cigarette in her right hand and took a strong puff, letting the gas that could slightly numb the nerves penetrate into her chest.
"I know you are curious now about the strength of my home planet and why they are refused to integrate into the Milky Way by the Faiya people."
Papaloka licked his lips and whispered:
"The strength of my home planet should be able to crush the other four competitors combined, and my home planet has formulated a series of response strategies. When the game starts, they will unite the two stronger planets to fight as quickly as possible.
The speed kills the game.
"I can describe it to you this way... We have a population of 20 billion, of which 8 billion have excellent neural response speeds and are warriors prepared for the trials of civilization, and the remaining 12 billion are responsible for providing warriors with
Life security, both online and offline.
"We have a simple and efficient command system. The supreme commander has completed the Six Purities, made himself a pure brain creature, and rationally controls everything on the planet.
"Do you want to know what the Six Purities are? It is a series of assessments.
"Among them, the third assessment requires the personal termination of fifty-five-year-old genetic inheritors who are irreversibly disabled and have no contribution to society.
"The sixth test is to abandon one's body in infinite pain and let the brain be fixed with a special coagulant."
Yang Ming could no longer hold the wine glass in his hand.
Damn it, this is a bunch of idiots!
Papaloka was very satisfied with Yang Ming's expression. She lay lazily on the sofa and said with a smile:
"This is a deformed society under the dimensionality test. It has existed for more than 7,600 planetary cycle years, which is roughly equivalent to more than 12,000 standard galactic years."
Yang Ming frowned slightly.
Wouldn’t that be equivalent to just over 10,000 years on Earth?
Good guy.
A fully military-managed super greenhouse civilization that has inherited the scientific and technological heritage of the previous generation on the planet, set the goal of the planetary trial test early, and has been working towards this goal for 10,000 years!
Yang Ming interrupted Papaloka's narration: "Do you have a civilization level of 1.5?"
"Technology has it."
"This?" Yang Ming said solemnly, "Have you really cleared the "Abyss" on a single planet?"
"Yes, through the efforts of the entire social system, we defeated the Ninth Natural Disaster Fleet, gradually defeated the Seventh Natural Disaster, and the Third Natural Disaster, and achieved the final victory in the battle."
Papaloka frowned and said, "You are disturbing my conversation."
Yang Ming made a gesture of invitation: "Sister, please continue speaking, I won't interrupt."
"Where should I start... before the server of "Abyss" is launched."
Papaloka sighed and said slowly:
"I was twenty-one years old at the time and a non-combatant member of the second echelon.
"In accordance with the law, my friends and I walked out of the youth reserve camp and boarded the train to the base. We have grown up in this environment since childhood. Discipline, obedience, active thinking and physical health are the things we are most familiar with.
A few words.
"Being active in your mind is to better shoulder your mission in society and in "The Abyss", and being healthy is to keep yourself functioning efficiently.
"In order to ensure that an individual's physical and mental qualities are above the qualified line, genetic optimization and genetic screening have been going on on our planet for more than two thousand years.
"I successfully entered the base, received my gaming equipment, and was assigned a living cabin of only eight cubic meters.
"My life will be based on an eight-day cycle. I must stay in "The Abyss" for two-thirds of the rotation cycle every day. Every action we take in "The Abyss" must be done under the guidance of our team leader.
And under the watchful eye of the patrol inspector to make sure I'm not slacking off.
"Of course, we have been taught since childhood that whenever we are lazy, we will feel a deep sense of guilt.
"After working for seven consecutive days, we will get a day off, and during this holiday we can leave the underground base, walk around the square on the surface, look around, and eat some free rare food.
"That's a very happy memory."
Papaloca sighed softly.
Yang Ming asked: "Your planet supports 20 billion people?"
"Yes."
"Has this population size lasted for a long time?"
"No."
Papaloka said slowly:
"Everything on our planet is within the plan of each commander-in-chief. We have a ten-thousand-year development timetable. About three hundred years ago, we began to increase our population base and reached 20 billion in a short period of time.
scale.
"Then we will make up for the technological shortcomings that have been deliberately left behind, rapidly increase the level of civilization, and actively touch the space-time wall."
Yang Ming nodded: "Use the rules reasonably."
"Yes, first you need to know these rules."
Papaloka smiled bitterly:
"Our natural resources have been exhausted in the nine thousand years of development because there have been more than ten technological explosions and population explosions in history.
"When I was born, our planet was reaching its limits.
"Even if we have a large amount of energy and can continuously synthesize organic matter, food will still be a problem, so everyone must control their diet, suppress their appetite, restrain their stomach when necessary, and accurately calculate how much they need for their growth, development and activities
energy.
“Part of the options for genetic screening is related to obesity. Obesity is considered to be an individual storing too much useless energy.
"For people with genetic defects, the legal age of survival is fifty-five; even scientists with special talents will end their lives as the ultimate honor after their thoughts are exhausted.
"Under the internal and external pressure of civilization testing and resource depletion, my home planet has been twisted into a hemp rope.
"Individual tragedies keep happening, so what should we do? Let us praise tragedies and modify people's perceptions..."
She closed her eyes tightly, tears falling from the corners of her eyes.
"Can you imagine? Our hospitals are suicide sites. We have been separated from our parents since birth, and are raised and educated collectively. Even reproduction is done collectively.
"Desire is limited.
"Humanity is imprisoned.
"Survival is the greatest pursuit, but survival is also stuck in precise seconds.
"Is there any need for such a civilization to exist? If it is simply an examination machine for the Fa-Asian civilization, what's the point?"
Yang Ming asked: "So the Faya people refused you entry into the Milky Way?"
"Yes," Papaloka sneered, "After the Fayans communicated with our commander, they just said one sentence - you have lost the possibility. Listen, what a ridiculous reason, they claim to follow everything
rules, but they have added various patches to the rules, allowing them to have the final right of interpretation."
"In other words, the rules of the Fayan people are not static."
Yang Ming's mind suddenly became alive.
"If your planet is hostile to my planet, there is no chance of winning," Papaloka whispered. "Do you have a way to destroy them? I ask you seriously."
"Are all your home planets as sacrificial to others as you are?"
"..."
Yang Ming said in a deep voice: "Madam, I'm afraid we won't be able to affect the subsequent trials. When "Faya's Game" is launched, your home planet will enter the competition process. If it is as you said, your home star will
The possibility of promotion is still very high.”
"You want to work with them?" Papalocka asked.
Yang Ming nodded honestly: "The overall strength of my home planet is too weak. Even if there is external pressure, it would be good to be able to gather more than one billion scattered players."
"I can't help you," Papaloka said, "I just want them to disappear."
"Can you do it? Keep saying things like this?"
"I can give them false information."
Papaloka said calmly:
"I had planned this before, but after I thought about it... they don't need pioneers, and I don't care. In the past twenty years, I have experienced what real life is. I can leave now freely. I
Live more meaningfully than any of them."
"First of all, I don't think collective priority is wrong."
Yang Ming thought carefully and said slowly:
"The problem on your home planet should be the imbalance between the individual and the collective.
"Generally speaking, things have their own laws of development, and so does the form of human society. The progress of society not only relies on ideas and structures, but is also closely related to the personal quality and personal cognition of the social units.
“More than ten thousand years is too long, and the pressure it creates is too great.
"If we had known about the existence of trials hundreds of years in advance, perhaps individual tragedies could have been reduced a lot."
"You haven't experienced it at all."
Papaloka curled his lips slightly: "Do you have anything else to ask me? Although I don't know much information, I do know a lot about the treachery and evil of the Faya people."
Yang Ming asked: "Are there any supplementary rules for Faya's game?"
"All I know is that there will be a standings."
"ranking?"
"Yes, five greenhouse civilizations are playing a survival game in a virtual universe based on the instantaneous data of human civilizations in the Milky Way."
Papaloka said slowly:
"According to the information we found in the ruins - which I learned and memorized as a teenager - when the game starts, five civilizations will land in five areas, each with a powerful
Government.
"The game is divided into four stages.
"The first stage lasts for three years and is a stage of full recognition and adaptation. In this stage, the scope of civilization activities is limited to their respective political bodies. Each civilization can expand outward, but the best path is
It is to use every possible means to integrate with the political system in which it is located.
“This game designed by Faya Civilization will have a certain compensation mechanism.
"If a greenhouse civilization is weak, or if this civilization has a higher probability, and this civilization has a group of extremely creative thinking bodies, it is very likely that it will be integrated with the most powerful political system in the game background."
Yang Ming leaned back.
When he was doing things in the empire, was it planned by the Faya civilization? Is this a compensation mechanism for the earth?
Papalocka continued:
"When the first stage is over, it will enter the border integration stage. During this process, the game content will extend outwards, and regional, non-bordering wars will occur, allowing the five political systems to expand rapidly and improve in various fields.
.
"The second stage is the stage that tests the creativity of the greenhouse civilization itself. If this civilization can better integrate into a strong political system and bring higher possibilities to this political system, it will be easier to establish certain advantages."
Yang Ming smiled and said: "So, we also have a chance."
Papalocka said: "The chances in the first half didn't make any difference."
"Why?"
"Because of the standings," Papaloka said, "the first three stages are the stages of earning points. Over the course of nine years, whoever can earn more points will establish an advantage, and will also establish
crisis."
"What is the third stage?"
"Comprehensive tests will result in various large-scale natural disasters, which will test the resilience of each greenhouse civilization to the extreme."
"The fourth stage?"
"Grab points," Papaloka said, "a standard Voyage expansion pack for the Galaxy Year. Everyone enters a new battlefield, using the resources obtained in the game world in the previous nine years, and the five major camps engage in a comprehensive confrontation."
Yang Ming raised his hands to cover his eyes.
Papaloka sneered: "Use points as bargaining chips to engage in a full-scale war. The winning side will get the staked chips, and the losing side will inevitably become fat in the eyes of other civilizations."
"Ah," Yang Ming picked up the wine glass and drank it all, "this Faya game..."
"It's cruel, isn't it? Five will advance to three, and two will be eliminated."
"Yes," Yang Ming said, "In other words, the more players a civilization has in the game, the greater the possibility of winning... a total of ten years of game history... the direct confrontation in the final stage..."
Papaloka nodded: "The greater the number of players, the higher the efficiency of obtaining points in the first three stages."
“How do you usually get points?”
"Doing everything that is difficult," Papaloka said, "Scientific research breakthroughs are the most rewarding. However, if you want greenhouse civilization to contribute to scientific research and development in a game government with the background of galactic civilization, then... the second is
Conflict and contradiction are the main theme of the content in the game, and points will be awarded for defeating some powerful enemies."
Yang Ming nodded: "It's just like the single-planet version of "The Abyss," right?"
"I can't even imagine now what the legend of the white ghost appearing in 'Faya's Game' would be like."
"I might be beaten like a BOSS."
"Hahaha, yes, and it is definitely the most difficult BOSS to deal with and conquer."
Yang Ming curled his lips slightly and sat there thinking quietly.
Population is really the decisive factor.
The earth has a population of 8 billion, but whenever Yang Ming thinks about it, before he was sent to the Milky Way, many areas on the earth were still burning with war, and hegemonism and confrontational thinking became more and more intense...
tired.
Count it.
Destroy it.
Fighting for two and three guarantees is easier said than done!
"You said before that you could ascend to another dimension?" Papaloka suddenly asked.
Yang Ming shrugged slightly: "Yes, as an insecticide cultivated by the Faya people."
"Perhaps, you can save your planet from this direction."
Papaloka said:
"What I said just now is that my home planet can defeat the other four planets alone. It is not empty talk. The rules of the Faya people cannot be modified, but they can be patched. They are hypocritical and say that they will respect all living things. In fact,
But it still controls all civilizations in the low-latitude world at will.
"However, this is the nature of human beings. Whether it is collective thinking or individual dimensionality, it cannot be eradicated."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Now, can you come back to the empire with me?"
Papaloka shook his head: "Kill me, as if it would free me. By saying this to you, I have essentially betrayed my planet, which makes me feel very happy."
"Are you serious?"
"Yes, you have to give me some reward."
"Why not commit suicide?"
"Suicide is illegal... My mind tells me," Papaloka sighed, "And you know, I have a resurrection armor. Let me experience death once. I may be able to find the meaning of survival in death.
.I am different from you. I was randomly selected after successfully clearing the level, and I have never died."
She put out the e-cigarette in her hand and raised her hand to straighten her curly hair like withered grass.