Deep Space Wandering Fleet
Chapter 478 - 476 They Are the Wise Ones

Chapter 478: Chapter 476 They Are the Wise Ones

The ideology of the Amoeba Faction was quite recognized by the New Human Civilization, so taking this opportunity to learn more about it was also a good choice.

"Yes! This is a war weapon constructed by the Amoeba Civilization to ensure market safety!" exclaimed the large reptile "Cocos-shaped Wart" with considerable pride, "As for joining the Amoeba Faction, your civilization might not be suitable..."

To explain this point, it pondered for a while, "To join the Amoeba Faction one must adopt the Amoeba ideology. You see these two subordinates of mine..."

The two large Insects contorted into a strange arc shape and then stacked up on top of each other.

"They actually do not possess true self-awareness, but they do have a certain degree of intelligence. In our civilization, there is a natural class division, where superiors command inferiors... They are like my limbs, and I am the brain, so I must take care of them. Our entire civilization has very precise divisions of labor, with those responsible for reproduction, those responsible for combat, and those responsible for thinking."

"Do you understand what I’m saying?"

"In fact, the number of qualified ’brains’ in our entire species has always been limited, which is also a troubling issue."

"In your civilization, every individual possesses self-awareness, without a very clear division of labor, inherently unable to join the Amoeba Faction. Unless you are willing to self-transform, to become like us..."

"I understand," Zhang Yuan nodded. This strange composition of civilization was somewhat similar to the legendary Insect Race, with exceptionally clear social division of labor and undoubtedly high efficiency. Every Level 4 Civilization had its own unique advantages.

If the main civilization of the Amoeba Faction, the "Amoeba Civilization," had such a social structure, it would naturally only absorb similar civilizations as its dependencies.

During the casual conversation, they finally reached their destination.

The mechanical structure ahead looked like a massive vacuum tube, standing 15 meters tall, the so-called Superluminal Communication Venue.

When Zhang Yuan stood up from his chair, he noticed a slight gravity beneath his feet.

This was real Artificial Gravity!

Not simulated by centrifugal force.

An endless sea of questions flooded his mind, everyone understood, just what Artificial Gravity signified...

As the core area of the entire trade market, humans did not have the authority to directly control this device, thus, all operations would be handled by the guide "Cocos-shaped Wart."

"Are these the documents... and these? Oh, and these too?" the large Insect asked.

"Yes," Minister Chen Mu took a deep breath and said.

The place was truly eerie aside from the central instrument; he actually saw tens of thousands of large reptiles wearing mechanical devices, crawling on the floor and walls without moving at all, as if completely motionless.

Plus, the ceiling here was transparent, as if climbing through a void.

The whole scene was incredibly bizarre, these Insects looked as if they were worshiping in their own temple!

Perhaps this is what is meant by life forms without self-awareness?

The Cocos-shaped Wart checked all the goods, confirming their safety, then the two servants behind pulled the cart of goods towards the large instrument. These Insects crawled swiftly and powerfully in the low gravity environment.

Subsequently, the guide and another self-aware large reptile completed the handover, scanning the documents carefully and importing them exactly as they were.

The large vacuum tube emitted a blue-white light, which lasted for a long, long time...

The blue-white specks of light traveled vast distances, reaching the other side of the starry sky.

There was nothing more magical in the world than this.

After a while, the blue-white light disappeared, and the Cocos-shaped wart crawled down again, "Please patiently wait a little longer. Even superluminal communication takes some time."

"Are they... your subordinates?" a scientist asked, looking at an insect hanging from the ceiling.

"No."

"They are the wise."

The Cocos-shaped wart spoke with a hint of emotion, "Their mission is to ponder the entire universe and to spend their lives here in silence, undisturbed... This is the safest place, and one closest to the truth. We provide all their nutritional needs."

At that instant, one of the wise passed away.

Lights on the mechanical device on its body came on, and several insects took its body away as if nothing had happened.

The silent death was unmourned, it went without sighs.

To think, that was the sole mission in life.

Zhang Yuan suddenly felt that these large crawlers here weren’t so laughable anymore. Whether it was humans or insects, in front of the hall of truth, everyone was just a naive life form.

Shape, appearance, in the end, they didn’t matter.

So what did matter?

The soul? The inner being?

It was hard to describe such a trivial state of mind.

Zhang Yuan then asked, "Do you know why the Hicks Civilization likes to collect these things?"

"I’m sorry, I do not know. It may be because they enjoy them, or perhaps other reasons..." When it came to these even more powerful civilizations, there was always so much common language, and the Huantai Civilization was no exception, "It’s really hard to imagine higher-order civilizations, because they are completely different. Sixth Level Civilizations are the limit of our imagination."

Even the Huantai Civilization and human civilization have huge differences. Zhang Yuan even faintly felt that the division of labor in the Huantai Civilization might have greater potential than that of humans: the wise were responsible for contemplating the secrets of the universe, reproducers for reproduction, entertainers for entertainment, communicators for communication...

This division of labor was block-like, like real organs, rather than with humans where everything was focused in a single individual...

If interstellar war broke out, the Huantai Civilization had soldiers who feared nothing, even death. But humans were different, everyone had their own thoughts, everyone feared death, and the difficulty of mobilization was immeasurably greater.

"About the Enlightener Civilization... Oh, the one from 150,000 years ago. How much do you know?"

"I regret to inform you that you will need to pay 11.2 Amoeba points for me to answer your question. Otherwise, it would be a violation, and I would be punished by my superiors," the Cocos-shaped wart said.

While friendship is all well and good, when it came to business, this guy was unceremoniously putting the responsibility onto the Amoeba Civilization, claiming there were incredibly strict regulations everyone had to follow, and so on. In any case, it was not really possible that people truly sought friendship from this being.

Regarding the Enlighteners, people had already asked many other alien civilizations. Everyone knew that such a thing existed, but nobody knew why it existed.

They didn’t even know the exact name of that civilization, which was quite strange.

11.2 Amoeba points, humans could still manage to pay, reluctantly, but it had to be said that the price was a bit steep. It was only for the sake of probing for information, yet it cost such a huge expense, which brought into question whether it was really worth it.