Deep Space Wandering Fleet
Chapter 525 - 523: Leave Them a Little Gift

Chapter 525: Chapter 523: Leave Them a Little Gift

People were about to face a grand plan that would stretch across thousands of years, and even though life spans had increased considerably, this massive project could not be completed by one or two generations. They would face considerable risks, including both internal and external dangers, and failure along the way was not out of the question.

While there were many avid supporters in society, some deeply worried about the future fate of the new humans.

Indeed, the new human group represented the most radical direction of human civilization... but if the plan truly failed, the entire civilization would still struggle to cope!

These people were scattered throughout society, including some well-known experts and scholars.

From a purely utilitarian standpoint, at this time, one needed a bit of ideological support to sustain oneself, something that other human civilizations did not have, something unique to us.

Whether it was self-confidence or a sense of superiority, if spending a little money could buy it, it was still quite a worthwhile deal.

National self-confidence, an ethereal thing generally hard for the populace on spaceships to perceive, was not useless in face of desperation.

"On the other hand, the interstellar trading market in this region is about to evacuate, by then a politically influential organization will leave, creating vast gaps, and geopolitics will become even more complex.

Whether it’s the threat from religious civilizations or those newly formed alliances, nobody knows if they will turn into robbers and loot a bit.

Plundering is always the fastest way to wealth, and an alliance composed of seven or eight third-level civilizations plundering a civilization is not beyond possibility."

"So morally, we at least need to inform our fellow humans of the same origin and provide some feedback to them."

Silence fell among the audience as Zhang Yuan paused for a moment before continuing, "Now, I have two plans. On one hand, we keep copies of some of the technology we’ve obtained within the trading market. The interstellar trading market still has three thousand years to run, and if another branch of humans arrives here during that time, they will obtain these technologies for free, as little gifts."

"On the other hand, we should share the information we know with other human branches, including the Solar System, Gliese 581, and Captain Star. We might never return here, even if we later acquire curvature technology, we might not come back."

"The future cannot be planned; we are about to leave this patch of stars and head somewhere else. It’s very likely that we won’t meet them again."

A moment later, Mr. Chen Mu, the Foreign Minister, was the first to raise his hand in agreement, "Mr. Zhang is right. We are pioneers who have reaped the majority of the benefits, having bartered away human history and the New Civilization History. Leaving a little something for those who come after us is only right."

Captain Ke agreed next, "Yes, if we had no resources left it would be a different matter... now we have a bit of legacy left, and over eighty AmiBa points remaining, it would seem too stingy if we didn’t inform anyone and just focused on our own development..."

"One shouldn’t be so miserly!"

When Captain made the comment, laughter filled the conference room, lightening the mood.

Quickly, the proposal put forward by Zhang Yuan was voted on and passed; after all, it was reasonable and would not disrupt the grand plan.

Then, the relevant staff contacted the trading market to consult on related fees.

This small request wouldn’t cost much, merely 1.1 AmiBa points to preserve some "little gifts" in the trading market for three thousand years. People needed to construct their own safe, pack the items they wanted to preserve, and then sign a contract.

"Rest assured, we will absolutely not embezzle these items! The trading market will indeed relocate, but it will just be moved and rebuilt in the Galaxy Star, and who knows, perhaps we will continue to deal with each other in the future?"

"Our Huantai Civilization’s credibility is absolutely reliable!"

The Cocos-shaped Wart reassured continuously, this giant insect’s service attitude was always very good regardless of the scale of the business, always very enthusiastic.

In the service industry, that is the way it should be. New Human Civilization had learned quite a bit from the Huantai Civilization over the years.

Sociologists had also continuously studied the host of this trading market.

On paper, the Huantai Civilization was far stronger than humans, so powerful it could easily crush humans, and if a real war broke out, humans would have no chance to fight back!

But he could always feel from the other party that "we are equals."

The reason the trading market was successful owed much to the other party’s service attitude.

On the other hand, regardless of their motives, these interstellar merchants indeed promoted the prosperity of the universe. Here, one could even procure services from a Fourth-level Civilization for which people were grateful.

Mr. Chen Mu said to the Cocos-shaped Wart, "If no other human branches reach this trading market within three thousand years, then there’s nothing we can do; you may choose to destroy all these materials."

"Of course, that’s no problem, as long as your materials aren’t bombs. We will definitely preserve them for three thousand years."

In addition, renting a small Curvature Spaceship would cost more, about 56 AmiBa Points, totaling 150 years of lease time.

This small Curvature Spaceship, with its minimal size and carrying capacity, would sequentially head towards Gliese 581, the Solar System, and Captain Star, where the Golden Sun had once been, delivering carefully prepared small gifts to people.

Lastly, this small Transport Ship would follow the route of the Golden Sun and continue to search the stars for a hundred years, attempting to track down the human fleet.

The appearance of that fleet was known to the New Human Civilization, which had received some photos from the other party.

At that time, that large spaceship was still under construction.

The arrangement of Cosmic Strings around Captain Star was rather monotonous, making it easier to predict the advancement path.

Of course, it had been a very long time since the launch of the other party’s spaceship, and no one knew if this fleet was still wandering in space or perhaps had changed its appearance; the variables were too vast...

The small Curvature Spaceship provided by the Huantai Civilization could reach speeds of 10-15 times the speed of light, and theoretically, it could search many places in 100 years.

If they really couldn’t find it, they would have to give up...

After these preparations, basically everyone was satisfied. They had done the best they could, fulfilling their heavenly mandate and human desires, achieving moral satisfaction.

Regarding the remaining twenty or thirty AmiBa Points, they could only be temporarily retained. Perhaps some plans might change, and they would need to use them, so keeping a little leeway was also a wise choice.

After leaving the conference room, Zhang Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, suppressing his slightly agitated emotions.

They were about to leave this part of the universe, a strange feeling akin to leaving the embrace of a mother and welcoming a new story.

He suddenly remembered a long time ago, looking up at the stars on Earth with his good friend, Li Zhendong: one summer vacation, they had traveled together to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and one night camped beside the highway. Without electricity, without light pollution. On the plateau over four thousand meters high, in the quiet valley with brisk air, they could look up and see the sky filled with stars.

Li Zhendong suddenly said, "The starry sky here is still too dim. If you look at the sky near the center of the Milky Way, you’ll find the stars are denser. The sheer starlight can dye the sky the color of sunset."

Zhang Yuan laughed, "Have you been there?"

"Of course, in my dreams!"

Now, humanity was truly going to witness the far-off stars of their dreams.

Recalling this, Zhang Yuan quietly clenched his fists, wondering how his brother was doing in the Virtual World...

"Come on, humanity!"

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