Deep Space Wandering Fleet
Chapter 463 - 461: Religious Civilization

Chapter 463: Chapter 461: Religious Civilization

Seeing Zhao Qingfeng’s dumbfounded expression, Zhang Yuan said with a smile, "Of course, this still has to follow your personal opinion. If you’re unwilling to do it, then we can only choose someone else."

"But, the cultural products of others don’t seem to be as popular as your works; the effect might be somewhat inferior."

For those Transcendents who had already returned, a large portion was engaged in humanities.

A person with diverse experiences, having been baptized by life, would find it easier to create better works. Someone living in the 63rd century writing about the Middle Ages would definitely see a world of difference compared to a true medieval writer.

Listening to Zhang Yuan’s explanation, Zhao Qingfeng realized the importance of this task and could only ponder seriously. The integration work between Transcendents and ordinary people was also an important task. If class antagonism arose in the future, leading to instability among the populace, then this plan, mapped out over a thousand years, would undoubtedly fail.

Finally, he had no choice but to nod reluctantly, "Well, it’s not really a problem. After all, painting is just a hobby, as long as it doesn’t take up too much time."

The two discussed the specific plans on this aspect, noting that society wasn’t overly obsessed with celebrities at the moment.

Soon, they switched their conversation back to the trip to the trading market three years later. This was the most important event in their journey which had lasted eight hundred years.

Hearing that Zhang Yuan had also acquired diplomatic qualifications, Zhao Qingfeng nodded and said with a smile, "That’s great, then we can set off together! The diplomatic team has been set at three hundred and seventy people so far..."

"The final list is still being confirmed, about five hundred people in total. This time, our human contact with foreign civilizations must be cautious and gather as much information as possible!"

Humanity had already encountered quite a number of alien civilizations indeed. In total, they had officially met with nine near the Cosmic String, including two interstellar civilizations, from which they had accumulated a considerable amount of contact experience.

But this experience, compared to what was needed, was still far too little.

"Let’s go have a drink over there!"

The two walked into a café, chatting and laughing, as if returning to their younger days.

"Take a look at this information first; it’s not confidential."

The nine civilizations humans had contacted, in chronological order, were: the Gleize Civilization, the Badit people, the Riley Civilization, the Taipu Civilization, and the four low-level civilizations and one interstellar civilization Zhang Yuan encountered after leaving this world.

These were all formal meetings and exchanges, not including those high-level civilizations that were only known by name.

"You first look at these materials; some are public, but some parts are confidential," Zhao Qingfeng sent a document to Zhang Yuan’s email.

Zhang Yuan, looking at the detailed information in his hands, frowned and said, "The Universe indeed predominantly consists of low-level civilizations, with high-level civilizations being rare, forming a pyramid-like distribution..."

"The low-level civilizations we encountered earlier were in a state of natural rise and fall, with very few ever developing any technology. But the latter two low-level civilizations were already vassals of some interstellar civilizations, which we must guard against being assimilated."

Zhao Qingfeng took a sip of coffee, speaking with slight seriousness, "Yes, this diplomatic trip is largely to investigate such matters."

"For us, these vassals seem meaningless; they are just low-level natives that don’t even reach 0.1 civilization level, with no idea how many years it would take for them to grow... But for some civilizations, this patronage is their ’justice’ and even considered a rescue for the entire Universe."

"Assimilation, as well as being assimilated, is certainly a very frightening aspect!"

After Zhang Yuan left this world, the Kunlun Mountain Fleet had encountered five civilizations, including two low-level civilizations that had become vassal races to a civilization called the ’Alef Civilization’!

These two low-level civilizations were completely different species, separated by five light years, but they adopted the same technological standards and had almost the same culture. They spoke the same language and used the same script.

And from an ideological perspective, they fervently worshipped their main civilization—the "Alef Civilization."

They were proud because they had been enlightened by the "Alef Civilization."

When the New Human Civilization encountered the first such planet, they were eager to investigate what an assimilated civilization’s social structure was like.

Human scientists thought that perhaps this planet’s lifeforms had a high Racial Value, which made it worthwhile for an interstellar civilization to act in such a way...

This approach was also understandable.

But the low-level civilization on the second planet was also overly enthusiastic, using the same language and script, and was brainwashed into assimilation without being aware of it.

This fact became very significant.

Zhao Qingfeng said, "The life on the second planet seems very foolish, not intelligent. The average IQ is only 50, barely qualifying as sentient beings. Most people spend their entire lives without understanding calculus. They were able to develop technology solely because of the gifts from the Alef Civilization."

"That is, the Alef Civilization directly allowed low-level civilizations to forcibly develop by gifting them technology, crossing barriers."

Zhang Yuan took a deep breath and nodded, "Basically, this interstellar civilization—the Alef Civilization—doesn’t care how these native barbarians govern their civilization, whether the local lifeforms wage wars, suffer famines, whether they can truly enter the interstellar era, whether their scientific foundation is solid, or whether their human society is superficial... They don’t care what heights these natives can reach in their development."

"The Alef Civilization just wants to impose its own culture on these low-level civilizations!"

"The directly gifted technology is equivalent to the level of a Level 1 Civilization, plus the culture of an interstellar civilization, these low-level civilizations absolutely cannot refuse... and then... an exponential expansion begins."

The Alef Civilization had only two requirements; first, use my technology, second, worship my culture, and take pride in joining me.

If these two low-level civilizations truly grew into interstellar civilizations, they would likely choose to assimilate other nearby low-level civilizations in the same way.

Zhao Qingfeng gestured with both hands and said seriously, "Thus, repeating this cycle, on a larger scale, the entire Universe, or on a smaller scale, the entire Milky Way might be spread!"

This feeling was indeed too eerie!

Such forcedly accelerated civilizations would have an inevitably weak scientific foundation, like the handicapped, with incomplete tech trees and a superficial human spirit. But these civilizations did not care! As long as they could exhaust all resources to become interstellar civilizations and join the main civilization, all weaknesses and flaws could be compensated.

"Religious civilization!"

These four words abruptly surfaced in Zhang Yuan’s mind.

But this religion was not a traditional religion in the usual sense, but a unique civilization culture of ideological assimilation.

Zhang Yuan had come to realize the gravity of the situation, taking a deep breath.

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