Now marks the ten-thousandth year since the New Human Civilization arrived at the Large Magellanic Cloud…

A few young men and women were at a Starry Sky Port, gazing into the distant stars. Especially the distant Milky Way, clearly visible from this angle.

Daydreaming, for humans, is a very common physiological phenomenon, a state where the eyes are fixed on something, unresponsive to other matters, or the brain is in a complete blank state. Some extraordinarily gifted people can daydream for hours.

However, once transformed into superhumans, they no longer experience this emotion. For superhumans, not thinking is quite interesting too.

"Dong, dong, dong!" The clock in the exchange echoed the end of the workday.

Lin Yueyue suddenly snapped out of her daydreaming state, feeling it was a long and empty day.

She complained slightly, "The exchange has been open for so long, yet there are no customers. It's really boring! When will some aliens finally arrive?"

Another female companion chuckled, "Don't think too much. In this remote corner, even if you wait until your face is full of wrinkles, there won't be any customers."

"I'll never have a face full of wrinkles in my life!" Lin Yueyue touched her cheeks. She was only 24, a vibrant and youthful age.

The Large Magellanic Cloud is a relatively younger galaxy than the Milky Way, occasionally experiencing cosmic-level disasters like supernovae, so the distribution of intelligent life is sparser than in the Milky Way. The number of interstellar civilizations is also fewer.

According to these ten thousand years of research, the density of civilizations here might be about half that of the Milky Way.

For these young people, their lives have only spanned a brief twenty years, and waiting a year or two feels like a long time. But for the entire universe, a thousand or two thousand years is just a flicker.

"Let's go, it's time for dinner!"

"Off work, off work!"

"What board game are we playing tonight?"

"Those boys want to play games online, not board games."

"That won't do, group activities must be attended."

This exchange isn't very large, about the size of a carrier-level spaceship, positioned near a cosmic string, responsible for interactions with passing civilizations.

For the current New Human Civilization, the purpose of traditional humans is solely for better population iteration of the entire civilization. Most of the traditional humans left are young people who need to better understand themselves during their human life span. Work, as it is called, is merely a supplement to self-understanding.

So-called work is also one aspect of self-awareness. It is impossible to fully understand oneself without work.

Everyone ate together and chatted in the cafeteria.

"Board games are getting a bit boring."

A boy suddenly thought of something, "Or… we could travel to another planet! I heard that 20 light years away, there's an interesting life planet with an atmosphere very suitable for humans to breathe! There are some intriguing cultural phenomena on the planet, hehe!"

"Yeah, yeah, our team hasn't gone on a trip in a long time. Sister Yueyue, let's travel together?"

Each small team has a complete political organization, like a small society, and Lin Yueyue is naturally the leader of this small society.

Faced with the encouragement of her companions, she hesitated a bit, "Well… it might not be okay. We've only been here for six months… though I am a little tempted to go out and play."

"Six months is not short."

"Lin Yueyue, taking a vacation is our right. Staying here all the time won't lead to any progress! There are no customers here, it's just a waste of life, doing nothing but daydreaming every day!" These girls, a bit younger, actually hugged Lin Yueyue and acted spoiled.

Girls of this generation are a little silly and cute, making it hard for Lin Yueyue to resist, "Alright, don't hold me anymore… I'll go ask for a leave from the adults, but don't act without permission."

"Hehe, Sister Yueyue is the best!"

The so-called superhuman group is what they referred to as the "adults."

Due to the vast difference in individual capabilities, like mountains and sand, seas and water droplets, traditional humans are no longer engaged in scientific research work, and reliance on the superhuman group has become increasingly significant.

In a sense, these young people are considered the happiest generation ever. Boys and girls are all innocent and kind, the pressure to study isn't too heavy, and in their youth, they can flirt, play games, and travel to various planets in the Large Magellanic Cloud when bored, leading a very content life.

The Superluminal Spaceship can now reach one hundred times the speed of light, making travel across the Large Magellanic Cloud seamless.

However, with such little experience and low pressure, most young people are a bit immature and find it difficult to fully understand themselves. This has become a troubling issue for the entire civilization level.

Within the superhuman group, there was once such a proposed plan: if the next generation of young people were placed into a virtual world to relive human development history, then talent cultivation would be no problem.

After serious consideration, however, the management ultimately rejected this plan because the talents cultivated under this method had mostly homogenized thinking.

After such a long evolution, the superhuman group no longer needs more homogenized thoughts but requires more diverse and unique thinking.

Thus, the current talent cultivation plan adopts this idea, focusing primarily on laissez-faire.

Young people are allowed to form their own social groups, handle the affairs of the exchange, engage more with aliens, study native civilizations, or form their political influence; all these are considered good options.

Even if the probability of talents emerging from this laissez-faire approach isn't very high, and most people have little self-awareness, as long as one or two talents emerge, it is not considered a failure. After all, time is something superhumans have in abundance.

"It's said that the adults are contemplating the issue of death!" On the way to the Superluminal Communication Venue, Lin Yueyue suddenly thought of something and said solemnly.

"Huh? Death? Superhumans can die? Impossible! They don't age, how could they die?"

"It's not death in the physiological sense, but… eh, I also can't explain it. Think about it, a civilization can't be stagnant water; if there's an incoming population, naturally there will be those who die. Even if our civilization's population iterates slowly, it's impossible for everyone to be immortal, right?"

"Makes sense, but who would die?"

Lin Yueyue licked her lips, saying, "That question isn't really a question. Actually, after changing one's thinking, there's no fear of death. Maybe some people have lived enough… Anyway, it's still far from us! They're just seriously discussing it; it's an obstacle every high-level civilization needs to face."

Before long, the group took an anti-gravity flying car to the Superluminal Communication Venue. This is a superluminal communication network built internally by humans, so the fee appears very cheap.

Every day, they use this machine to communicate with headquarters.

"Ah, compared to the adults, we are indeed very foolish!"

Lin Yueyue diligently wrote today's work report, indicating that nothing happened today.

She also wrote a leave application, as her team wanted to go out and research alien native sociology.

Soon, the light cluster in the center of the instrument lit up, and a superhuman used remote consciousness transmission methods to embody a robot.

"No problem with the leave, go ahead, I'll take charge of this trading market temporarily." The robot made a gesture and said.

"Yay! Awesome!" Several girls hugged this round robot and kissed it several times before running off.

Only the robot was left in place, dazed for 0.001 seconds.

He couldn't help but sigh how it felt great to be liked by young girls…

The entire civilization's atmosphere now is quite gratifying. Raising the next generation feels like raising pets.

A few hours later, Lin Yueyue and the others happily prepared the necessary materials for departure, all while humming songs like a flock of lively lambs.

As the leader of the entire team, she bears great responsibility, needing to make the appropriate preparations, whether for survival or in other aspects.

Humans have already become a Level 5 Civilization, and with the efforts of superhumans, various technologies have become unimaginable. Traditional humans only need to know how to use them; however, faced with the boundless universe, one cannot guarantee there won't be risks encountered.

"Kangerta, are you going?" Lin Yueyue asked a green plant.

This plant was about the height of a person, bearing many fruits, and was one of the regular decorative items in the trading post, typically used to purify the air.

"Go where?"

"Outer Planet."

This plant usually didn't move at all and was too lazy to pay attention to people. At this moment, it suddenly swayed its branches excitedly and said, "I'm going! I'm going!"

"I want to spread my offspring on the Alien Planet, and I can also provide you with food. Please, let me go... Miss Lin Yueyue, your looks are as beautiful as the moonlight. I'm begging you. I'll offer you a gift right now."

With that, a few nuts hanging on its branches fell to the ground.

Lin Yueyue laughed, "Alright, alright, just go, no need for so much flattery. Your flattery is giving me goosebumps all over."

With a wave of her hand, she moved the plant weighing over a hundred pounds.

Nowadays, humans have indeed become much stronger physically through genetic fine-tuning.

"Miss Lin Yueyue, you're truly incredibly strong, like the fiercest beast in the forest!"

Kangerta began to go on a flattery spree. In its mind, most creatures liked to be praised for their strength, and this lady must like it too.

Lin Yueyue blushed immediately, thinking that such a cute girl like her moving such a large tree was indeed a bit unladylike.

Kangerta continued with the compliments: "Miss Lin Yueyue, your strong muscles remind me of the white-haired gorillas on Lainino Star, your entire body is as strong as the white-haired gorillas!"

Lin Yueyue's face turned from red to black, and she dropped the sapling to the ground: "Walk on your own!"

...

The next morning, everyone boarded a shuttle on time, and the chattering was like a flock of sparrows.

"The first Alien Planet trip in my life."

[Selfie]

[Selfie]

"Haha, that's one of the perks of being an adult!"

"Mwah mwah!"

Some couples were sweet-talking and feeding each other; it's the perfect time for romance at this age.

The singles envied and resented them, and someone had the Artificial Intelligence broadcast electronically: "Please refrain from publicly flaunting your romance."

"Please don't ruin the social atmosphere!"

The couples all stopped, blushing slightly.

Lin Yueyue counted the people again and checked all the living supplies before feeling relieved.

"Everyone, please be quiet for a moment. The destination of our trip this time is a native planet called Kader, which has a breathable atmosphere for humans, and its gravity is about 1.1 times that of Earth's."

"To prevent microbial infection, several broad-spectrum immune agents need to be injected in advance here. DX-1233, DX-1899..."

Lin Yueyue listed the names of several medications: "If there's an actual outbreak of unknown bacterial infection, the backup medications include the following..."

"The specific antibacterial drugs need to be tuned on-site by Classmate Guan. Please don't breathe the local air at will before completing the immunization."

"..."

A thousand years ago, such strong broad-spectrum immunization agents were impossible, but now it's a different era, and the widespread use of biological nano-robots has enabled some more incredible biological functions to emerge one after another.

Given the research ability of the superhumans, casually developing effective drugs for these kids doesn't take much effort.

"Alright, I'll stop the chatter. After the drug injection, everyone can go into hibernation..."

"Even though our spaceship is fast, it still takes several months to get there."

"Hey, you two... I'm talking to you! Stop kissing and get into the hibernation chamber!" Lin Yueyue couldn't help jumping up, as there are always people who refuse to obey the rules no matter the era.

The dynamic hibernation device differs a bit from the old ice-sealed hibernation; this chamber uses a small amount of anesthetic gas, so the body isn't completely frozen, retaining some active skills.

The advantage of this is the quick recovery, taking only a few hours to regain mobility instead of a week's recovery time.

...

Three months quickly passed.

When everyone was awakened by the Artificial Intelligence, they saw a blue planet outside the window, with abundant water, oxygen, and lush primitive forests.

"Is this the Life Planet!"

"I used to only see it in the Virtual World!"

For these students who had only lived for over twenty years, a planet that could nurture life was indeed quite a novelty.

Above the planet's atmosphere, there were several ships from Alien Civilizations, seemingly investigating the planet.

"Is there an Alien Civilization by coincidence? What a coincidence."

Lin Yueyue recognized the mark on the surface of one Alien Spaceship, called the "Englang Civilization," a third-level civilization that had just acquired the Cosmic String Navigation Method.

Cosmic Sociology and interstellar etiquette are courses that modern humans must learn, and when involving interstellar diplomacy, it must be handled seriously.

Lin Yueyue tidied her appearance and sent a message first: [Hello, fleet of the Englang Civilization, we are the New Human Civilization C-00192 patrol team. I am the team branch's Commander, Lin Yueyue.]

"Hello, respected New Human Civilization, here are the fleet's exploration data from the past few hundred years, please accept it..."

The leader of the Englang Civilization was quite startled upon discovering the sudden appearance of an Alien Spaceship nearby. It was only after realizing it was from the New Human Civilization that they relaxed...

In their eyes, the New Human Civilization is relatively friendly and highly reputable as a Level 5 Civilization, often publishing exploration tasks at various trading posts. As long as the low-level civilizations explore a certain number of unknown planets and send over the first-hand data, they can earn a small reward, which is considered the simplest task, and a little help from the New Humans to the low-level civilizations.

At the same time, these low-level civilizations also take on the task of promoting the trading market.

When it comes to interstellar diplomacy, everyone in the spaceship gets serious; it's not a joking matter. As a small group, every action of theirs determines the behavior score.

The "behavior score" also determines whether a person has accomplished enough in their lifetime to fully understand themselves.

In a video call, Lin Yueyue solemnly said: "We have received the data you sent and will need to carry out a series of evaluations, please hold on."

The so-called "evaluation" is naturally handled by the Artificial Intelligence on the spaceship, involving only a minimal amount of human labor. But this minimal work relates to the whole team's honor and group evaluation; if it's poorly done, it will be criticized, and some permissions might be revoked.

"Sister Yueyue, you're so cute when you get serious. This is the first alien I've ever met in my life!"

Lin Yueyue closed the video and glanced sidelong at her.

"With aliens here, we can't play freely anymore! What should we do?" one girl said, a little anxious.

"If the aliens see us here, they should leave. Don't worry, just wait for a while."

"When we hadn't seen aliens, we were clamoring to contact them. Now that we see them, we want them to leave. I don't understand what you're thinking."

After the assessment, this small team sent a small amount of AmiBa Points to the other party.

As expected, after some preparation, this alien fleet hastily said goodbye to the humans, ready to leave. Joking aside, staying with a Level 5 Civilization is intimidating for any leadership of a third-level civilization; leaving quickly is the right decision.

"May your civilization forever advance."

"And may your civilization forever advance."

After a brief greeting, the alien fleet made a speedy escape.

As for... why eternal advancement is necessary, these men and women knew all too well.

Although they had not fully experienced the struggle of the New Human Civilization in the Virtual World, they had read the novel "Great Fleet of Deep Space" by Zhang Yuan, so they understood its spiritual core.

Though this understanding is only superficial, they knew this ritual should not be disrupted.

"Oh, how difficult it was to develop to where we are now. We used to wander incessantly like this interstellar fleet..."

"Yes."

"Good luck to you."

They didn't feel too superior, instead deeply appreciating the difficulty of development and wishing the alien fleet well.

"Actually, I still think we're too slow as we are now; quickly transitioning to superhumans is the right way."

Someone was complaining about their own lack of intelligence, finding it too difficult to understand the principles behind most high-tech tools—they could only use them.

"Yeah, the strength of civilization now has little to do with us. We... can't do anything, not even repair spaceships."

"You can't say that. In the future, you'll have your chance to change!"

"Let's not talk about this now. We're out here to have fun."

[First round of safety checks, begin.]

The spaceship dispatched a large swarm of intelligent robots, like a swarm of bees, to perform a rough inspection of this planet. Finding no suspicious risks, the spaceship then entered the atmosphere at a tangential angle.

Blue skies, white clouds, mountains, and oceans.

An orange constant star hung in the sky, nourishing all living things on the planet.

The geological features of Kader Star bore some resemblance to the once Earth, turning it into a tourist destination for humans. The only difference was the plants here all resembled mushrooms, the largest reaching up to 10 meters in height and 5 meters in diameter.

Moreover, many unique biological structures capable of photosynthesis developed here, making the distribution of plant colors a riot of hues.

After the spaceship landed, the "Kangerta" plant from the Green Leaf Alliance first rooted into this land.

It scattered its seeds one by one into the soil, and in a few months, a forest of alien trees would appear here.

"Are you staying here forever, not going back?" Lin Yueyue asked curiously.

At the same time, she directed her companions to establish a small base here, fully automated, requiring little management.

"Yes, I'm not going back."

"You're staying here alone?!"

"Is there a problem?" Kangerta said, "Without me, the offspring here won't develop any wisdom, nor will there be any traditional culture. So I must stay to pass on knowledge. This is the customary practice of my civilization."

"Wow, you really have courage. This is quite a cost."

The boys and girls shivered slightly, their views of this seedling changed. Previously, they thought these plants were unreliable, incapable of anything, not even flattering properly.

But now their perceptions had changed significantly; inheritance is indeed a very serious matter.

For humans, traveling here for a few days is fine, but permanently settling alone is terrifying.

"These... plants are indeed a different existence. Since it's willing to stay, let it stay..."

"Good luck, Kangerta. We'll keep you company for a while. Hehe, give me a watermelon growing on you."

"No problem," the plant said casually.

In about three hours, a preliminary small base was completed.

Students studying medicine adjusted the latest specific immune agents, gave everyone injections, and after completing this step, the probability of microbial infections decreased again.

Everyone removed their glass visors, directly engaging with Nature, running and jumping on the ground joyfully.

"The air here... is really pure!"

"Don't touch the powder on the fungi, or the soil, or the pollen." Seeing a girl about to pick a flower, the doctor quickly advised, "Even though everyone has an immune system, allergies can't be ruled out."

Lin Yueyue waved her hand, "Alright folks, if you want to go hiking, enjoy the couple's world, or play in the water, take your small shuttle to your destinations, but don't act alone, and please, no playing with fire! If it leads to this primeval forest burning, it's against the law!"

"We must return here by nightfall. After all, it's an alien planet, so be safe and responsible for yourselves!"

"The rest can rest here, or come with me to explore the native civilization on this planet!"

"Oh yes!"

Everyone cheered loudly, basking in the purest form of freedom, as if even the air of an alien planet felt fresher.

Before long, Lin Yueyue led more than thirty people onto a shuttle, heading to the other side of the planet. For Lin Yueyue and a few others, cultural landscapes were more interesting than natural ones.

"According to previous survey records, there is a small smart tribe in the southwest of the continent, with a small island above it called Tata Island."

"This time's cultural survey target is this small smart tribe."

The tribe has a bewildering tradition that puzzled previous researchers: on certain days, island residents write a five-pointed star pattern in red paint on their bodies, carry mock guns made of sticks, and solemnly march.

They also draw strange symbols on the beach.

"These are interstellar civilization alien languages, possibly meaning 'Bada Military Base.'"

Furthermore, the islanders use wood to make some strange hats, wearing them on their faces like coconut shells with two round holes cut out, allowing them to observe outside.

The natives habitually gaze intently at tree leaves and use wood and straw to craft a mock spaceship as a totem.

"Wait a minute, a mock spaceship? Seriously?"

A boy was skeptical after hearing these descriptions, "Isn't this a tech-less native civilization? They know about spaceships? Our previous visitors must have strictly followed the non-contact rules, right? How could they know about spaceships?"

"Of course it's real, and the non-interference policy also exists. Guess why has this native civilization become this way?"

After pondering for a while, everyone began to speculate, "Could it be that there's a First Epoch wisdom civilization on this planet?"

"It might also be the work of other aliens."

Lin Yueyue giggled, "Do you know why we set up the 'native civilization non-interference policy'?"

A male student thought for a moment and replied, "I think it's... to not interfere with the normal development of the natives. We still can't interfere like the Enlightener Civilization with the natives, where over long periods of time, most influences are positive."

"It's not as simple as you imagine... As long as you investigate this native civilization, you'll understand."

Lin Yueyue revealed a sly expression, "I think this could be a thesis topic in Cosmic Sociology because it involves the formation and birth of the native civilization non-interference policy."

"Writing a thesis... what a hassle," several boys complained all at once.

"Alright, write it or not, it doesn't matter to me. Anyway, as long as we investigate the truth, that's enough. I'll write it myself," Lin Yueyue shrugged and sighed in her heart.

Actually, not everyone can transform into a superhuman.

Most traditional humans, after living their life, will still be filtered out, entering the virtual world to reincarnate. If they still can't stand out after reincarnation, their life will end.

Most people know this fact, and they've been through strict education.

But human inertia is deeply ingrained, coupled with such a relaxed environment, the probability of becoming a superhuman is less than one-tenth of a percent.

Lin Yueyue shook her head, dismissing these wild thoughts, "Alright, activate the anti-gravity engine, reduce the spaceship's noise; we're about to reach our destination."

During the conversation like this, the spaceship hovered at about a hundred kilometers high in the sky. Looking down with a telescope, there really were a group of monkey-like creatures carving out a wooden fake airplane, and another group of monkeys next to them praying frantically.

"Ah, see the 'God of the Ship'!"

"Ah, see the 'Great Ship'!"

People were curious about the islanders' absurd behavior, so they observed from afar and then released bee-sized spy robots for close contact.

Lin Yueyue named this strange behavior "ship worship."

The reason was that, in a very distant ancient time, this native civilization was interfered with by interstellar civilization.

The residents of Tata Island, using wood and grass to build the "Divine Giant Bird," were actually mimicking the alien spaceship that once visited the planet.

"We must find evidence! Yes, evidence!"

After two days of field investigation, this small team really did find traces of the alien fleet's visit to the planet.

"There was actually an interstellar war here?!"

"This... is an electromagnetic cannon shell, right? It can't naturally occur; the natives don't have the ability to manufacture this shell."

One of the boys held a piece of metal resembling a bullet; its surface was rusted, and age determination showed it formed approximately ten thousand years ago.

"And these things seem like plastic waste."

This historical fact made everyone excited and surprised because interstellar archaeology was considered a popular and fascinating discipline. After all, the Large Magellanic Cloud was essentially humanity's domain, so unearthing more history was certainly interesting.

Through field investigation and bold speculation, everyone gradually understood why the natives exhibited such bizarre cultural phenomena.

The interference of interstellar civilization on native civilization is deeply rooted and permanent.

Lin Yueyue wrote in her thesis, "The history of ship worship can be traced back tens of thousands of years when two interstellar civilizations, both likely third-level civilizations, due to unknown reasons, had fierce wars near this planet."

"One of the civilizations built a temporary base near Tata Island."

The aliens in the base were extremely arrogant towards the island's native inhabitants, not treating them as intelligent beings, and subjected them to arbitrary persecution and driving away.

This led to the natives having a natural fear of aliens.

Such occurrences are normal; some civilizations strictly regulate their history, while others believe there's nothing wrong with bullying the natives, that it's natural for the strong to bully the weak. There's nothing more to say about this.

Fortunately, after the interstellar war ended, the other relatively friendly interstellar civilization won, and they were very kind to the planet's natives, even giving them names and some living supplies.

They even used their spaceship to perform for the residents of Tata Island. To these natives, the iron bird flying in the sky was undoubtedly a miraculous existence.

This interstellar civilization's friendly attitude allowed these native residents to closely observe their daily lives, thereby giving birth to some unique cultures.

They discovered that these aliens never hunted or fished or collected fruits; they just wore a strange thing on their face (which was actually a Power Armor helmet) and kept browsing some white metal sheets (smart terminal), and then the sky would appear with some steel giant birds (transport ship) continuously delivering living supplies.

Also, some steel giant turtles as tall as mountains (large transport ships) brought more things they had never seen before.

"Everything from interstellar civilization was far beyond the islanders' imagination, so they believed there was only one explanation: these steel giant birds and ships were all divine! The alien marching and playing computers with helmets were actually praying to the divine, asking God to grant them supplies."

Under this condition, Tata Island residents dressed similarly during their ceremonies.

"They put coconut shells on their heads, using wooden armor to mimic Power Armor."

As time passed, the aliens left this planet, but the native islanders still hoped to obtain more living supplies from civilized societies, so they began imitating the practices of interstellar soldiers to pray to the gods in their hearts, such as marching with guns, conducting flag-raising ceremonies, wearing self-made coconut helmets to look at tree leaves, and they also made a fake wooden spaceship.

Because they thought the steel giant birds they saw earlier might be male, they made a female spaceship to attract male ships to mate.

This "female spaceship" also had some symbolic reproductive organs.

Lin Yueyue wrote in her sociology investigation report, "Decades have passed, and the aliens haven't returned, but they still persist in praying, believing that as long as they keep it up, someday their gods will once again descend and bring them endless supplies, allowing them to live a happy and beautiful life."

"A hundred years passed, a thousand years passed, ten thousand years passed, and the natives have long forgotten the original purpose of the ceremony; they only know it's a sacred prayer ritual. Too much time has passed, and this ritual has become a religious culture deeply imprinted in the bones of the native civilization."

"Natives use twigs and wood to make spaceships, march with sharpened long sticks in neat formation, drawing interstellar civilization's common medals on their chests, devoutly calling the ship god to descend again to the island, bringing them medicine and weapons."

"This myth is continually passed down within the tribe, passed down... religious culture becomes increasingly complete, forming a complete set of occupations, some responsible for prayer, some responsible for carving, and others for presiding over the ceremonies, thereby forming division among classes."

"Meanwhile, this native civilization nearly severed its upward motivation due to the deeply rooted religious system. When natives are idle, all they think about is begging deity, rather than relying on themselves."

It can be seen, for interstellar civilization, some purely friendly actions, although relieving natives from survival crises temporarily, might bring significant negative impacts in the long run to this civilization.

"This is exactly the reason why we adopt the non-interference policy when encountering native civilization planets. Members of the New Human Civilization are not allowed to appear in the natives' vision."

"Outsiders' interference, in the long time may deteriorate, good influence may be far less than bad influence. The civilization's evolution process is too complicated, and our civilization hasn't fully mastered its computational steps."

"Unless we're willing to cultivate this civilization long-term, devising plans lasting tens of thousands of years and regularly revising this civilization's ideology. Yet, the Large Magellanic Cloud is still too vast, too many idle civilizations exist, really necessary to do so? A civilization wants to develop, ultimately must rely on themselves."

Lin Yueyue finished writing this, breathed a slight sigh of relief, feeling a little more melancholy.

A civilization is so fragile; over a long development process, seemingly insignificant momentary splashes may evolve into huge obstacles in subsequent development thousands of years later. Such inexplicable, unpredictable butterfly effects are really too many...

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but admire even more the predecessors who led the New Human Civilization to its current status.

Developing to now, it wasn't easy.

"May our civilization always progress."

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