With the support of a ninth-level civilization, do you want me to believe in electronic gods?

Chapter 285 Original Sin
"This... this recipe is a bit too casual, isn't it?"

Chen Fan couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard the words of the old giant salamander.

This high-end technological creation capable of creating space rifts and space shields can be created with just some insignificant amounts of water, wood and steel...

No matter how you think about it, it has a bit of a weird meaning.

【Very normal. 】

The electronic synthesized sound continued to ring in Chen Fan's mind: [The wishing machine is created from the atomic or even more subtle level. Although this pyramid cannot be called a true wishing machine, there is no doubt that it is also Have this most basic ability. 】

[If you want to understand the technology of advanced civilizations, your perspective cannot stay on conventional macroscopic matter. 】

[The microscopic world is far more exciting than you imagine. 】

Chen Fan nodded thoughtfully.

A rustling sound came from the side.

"Damn mine civilization..."

Instead, it is the deep ideological stamp mastered by the People's Federation...

"Since radiation detectors are not a high-end technology, the manufacturing tasks are basically left to lower-level civilizations."

"..."

Of course, it was just a curse.

The chairman's expression was visibly shocked: "That, that's not radiation..."

"Wha...what?!"

"The manufacturing task was heavy. In order to avoid accidents, I followed the secret orders from the Bray civilization and used nanomachines to control all the manufacturers of radiation detectors."

Councilor Nabi looked down at the sores and disgusting deformed sarcoma on his body, and cursed with a gloomy expression.

"It's a very strange feeling, and it's only now that I think about it that I realize it's a bit ridiculous."

Chen Fan's eyes showed surprise, and he asked the congressman in front of him who was full of regret: "Do you know there is a problem with Xingsha?"

Not just Nabi, but all the members in the conference room had a similar look.

Chen Fan's voice suddenly sounded, like the sudden light of dawn in the dark night, piercing and breaking the tranquility in the conference room.

More than two hundred years ago, the Ramsey Empire and the Mine Alliance began a war. Ten years after the war, the Mine civilization launched Star Sand and also used nanomachines to control the civilization within the alliance. After twenty years of war, in order to cover up the Star Sand Regarding the issue of genetic mutation, the Bray Civilization relied on the control of nanomachines to tell a huge lie to the civilization of the entire galaxy. During this period, the Bray Alliance and the Bray Civilization also relied on the free trade market to continuously exploit the resources of lower civilizations...

"Want to take revenge?"

"After the Tachyon Broadcasting Tower incident, I completely lost myself..."

The Speaker was so shocked that he briefly lost the ability to speak.

"The radiation is fake." Chen Fan interrupted the chairman of the parliament with concise words, "There is a problem with your radiation meters. I have checked and found that each radiation meter has a very covert method implanted in it. Virus program."

"Although it is only a superficial ideological stamp, it is not something you can resist."

"But..." the Council Chairman hesitated for a moment and then sighed, "On the one hand, it is the influence of the ideological stamp, and on the other hand, Xingsha can bring considerable progress to scientific research work, so I..."

A clear timeline of time quickly emerged in Chen Fan's mind:

It is estimated that these congressmen will never be aware of their own problems for the rest of their lives.

Under Chen Fan's gaze, the congressman exhaled with a look of horror on his face.

He pondered over the memories for a moment, and finally nodded solemnly: "Yes!"

After a period of medical treatment, the Congressman was able to stand up from the ruined ground with his own strength.

"I heard Olaya and Baroka say that the entire Bray Galaxy is filled with radiation." Chen Fan raised his eyelids, "This is definitely not something that a simple virus program can do."

Chen Fan's heart moved: "Then do you know that star sand can cause genetic mutations in organisms?"

"More than two hundred years ago, twenty years after the mine-laying alliance and the Ramsey Empire officially declared war, the mine-laying civilization took the lead in issuing warning information about galaxy radiation. Immediately afterwards, some level six and level five civilizations also issued the same warning. information."

He walked tremblingly to the completely broken chair, his expression extremely complicated:

The chairman of the council sighed deeply: "I didn't expect that the Bray civilization would do such a thing. Whether it's Xingsha or population migration, I don't know how much harm I have done under the control of the ideological stamp over the years. Something about Yuan civilization.”

In the vast universe, being weak is the original sin.

The people of Marsh Abyss were deeply aware of this truth after leaving their home planet.

after all……

"Have you ever contacted the manufacturers that produce radiation meters?"

"At the same time, the minelaying alliance also issued a large number of instructions to manufacture radiation detectors."

Chen Fan nodded and agreed softly: "That's right, this is the domineering power of thought stamp technology."

To Chen Fan's surprise, the chairman of the council showed a sober attitude: "Things with such high addictive potential will definitely have an impact on civilization."

"So, I want to ask you."

Nabi's tense body relaxed and he sat weakly on the ground full of ruins.

"of course."

Right, everything is right now.

"...But, is it okay?"

The Senator raised his head slowly and looked at Chen Fan's face behind the visor with incredulous eyes.

Chen Fan grinned and showed a bright smile: "Of course."

"Don't forget, my mission is to deal with dangerous technology."

"Star sand, nanomachines, thought stamps..."

"These are truly dangerous technologies."

The moment the words fell, an earth-yellow starship descended from the sky and hovered silently outside the broken windows of the conference room.

The shield exuded a faint golden light, spreading from behind Chen Fan towards the devastated conference room. The chairman of the parliament was in a trance.

For a moment, he felt like he was seeing a god coming to earth.

"Stand up." Chen Fan's calm voice echoed in the conference room, "The People's Federation can give you this opportunity."

……

Tens of minutes later.

A new but not spacious conference room.

"The destination of this population migration is the Bray Alliance Free Trade Market 59.7 light years away."

The chairman of the council introduced the specific plan for this population migration to Chen Fan in detail: "The transaction object is the mine civilization."

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows: "Brain civilization?"

"Yes." The chairman of the council nodded, "Counting this time, the Marsh Abyss Civilization has implemented five population migration plans, and each transaction has been with the Mining Civilization."

Hearing this, Chen Fan's brows suddenly wrinkled.

"What does a seventh-level civilization need with so many people from a third-level civilization?"

"Maybe it's to supplement the low-end labor force." The chairman said casually, "I heard that the Bray civilization is trying to build a super-large weapon device to resist the invasion of the Ramsey Empire, so it needs a lot of labor force."

Chen Fan nodded thoughtfully.

'One, do you think it's possible? '

[There is a certain degree of credibility. ] An electronic synthesized voice sounded in Chen Fan's mind, [Not all civilizations have controllable artificial intelligence technology like the People's Federation. 】

[For most interstellar civilizations, the number of people often means the development potential of the civilization. On the one hand, the greater the population, the greater the number of high-end talents. On the other hand... as this giant salamander said, in When building some over-sized structures, low-end labor becomes very important. 】

The uneasiness in Chen Fan's heart dissipated a little.

He looked at the Speaker again: "In that case, the fifth migration plan will be implemented as usual."

The chairman of the council was visibly stunned. He had never expected that Chen Fan would say such a thing.

“I needed an identity that would blend into the free trade market.”

Chen Fan briefly explained his intention: "The migration fleet is a good reason."

"It can not only blend into the free trade market, but also make simple contact with the mining civilization."

The chairman suddenly realized, but the hesitation on his face did not dissipate too much: "But, the young people of the appropriate age in the Marsh Abyss Civilization have..."

"I said you are..."

Chen Fan glared at the big-headed giant salamander in front of him angrily: "You don't know how to send empty packages?"

Chairman: "...Huh?!"

……

a week later.

A fleet of more than 500 starships of various sizes hovered quietly near the synchronous orbit of the Marsh Abyss star.

The starships were close to each other, blocking out most of the light from the main star. The surface temperature of the Abyssal Star also dropped a lot, and the entire planet seemed to have entered winter early.

Cover the sky.

Among the more than 500 starships, most of them are colonial starships used to carry young people of the right age in Numa Yuan. These colonial ships are extremely large in size, and each one has a fairly complete artificial ecosystem inside.

According to Yi's assessment, these level five civilization colonial ships can fully carry the Swamp people among them to habitable planets two thousand light years away.

In other words, there is nothing wrong with Baroka's previous plan - the star system 1581.9 light-years away is indeed a good escape target.

Small starships hover quietly around these colonial ships. They are the escort fleet for this migration plan.

According to the original plan, this escort fleet composed of patrol starships was commanded by Captain Olaya.

Among these patrol starships with bumpy surfaces, an earthy yellow starship looked particularly abrupt.

Inside the khaki starship.

"Everyone."

The voice of the Speaker came from the fleet's public communication channel: "I announce that the fifth population migration plan of the Marsh Abyss Civilization has officially begun!"

The same sound echoed on the surface of the Swamp Abyss.

One after another, the old Marsh Abyss salamanders raised their heads, looking sadly and angrily at the fleet above them that was blocking the sky and the sun.

boom! ! !
The sky that was originally blocked by the fleet suddenly became brighter!

More than five hundred dazzling circles of light appeared behind the layers of clouds, and more than five hundred dazzling little suns suddenly appeared in the sky!
The dark clouds slowly dissipated, and the huge fleet began to slowly sail away from the Marsh Abyss Star. The familiar star light once again shone on the Marsh Abyss Star.

but……

Waves of slight sobs began to spread across the Swamp Abyss Star.

In the chamber.

"Senior Councilor, the [Empty Package] plan... still needs to be kept secret?"

Nabi hesitated for a moment: "If you continue like this, you will be hated by all the people in the Marsh Abyss."

The chairman of the parliament withdrew his gaze, and there was a sharpness in his gentle eyes: "There is no room for loss in the [empty package], continue to keep it secret."

He let out a long sigh: "I am a sinner of civilization."

"It is my honor to make my final contribution to the Marsh Abyss civilization as a sinner."

"Pass my order, from now on, the Marsh Abyss civilization will enter the first level of combat readiness." The chairman's eyes became more intense, "The second batch of colonial ships will set sail in three days."

"1581.9 light years... I hope that distant star system can bring new vitality to the Swamp Abyss civilization."

(End of this chapter)