Cataclysmic Era: I can unlock the tech tree

Emperor Eugene's eyes widened suddenly, his orange-yellow vertical pupils shrinking to a straight line once again!

"etc!"

"We will disarm immediately!"

It could only feel a throbbing pain in its brain.

How can we negotiate like this!

The other party doesn't play by the rules at all!

Remember to grant control permissions to the ship's computers.

After leaving the last line of information, the communication connection was severed.

Emperor Eugene was left standing there, gritting his teeth as he stared at the remaining text on the screen.

"Your Majesty, are we really going to relinquish control of the central computer?"

A crew member beside him asked reluctantly, "The central computer stores detailed information about all the sub-fleets. Once we hand over control..."

"The consequences would be unimaginable!"

"The Eugene civilization will be utterly reduced to a subordinate civilization to human civilization, with no chance of ever rising again!"

The crew's words silenced Emperor Eugene.

He naturally understood this principle.

But in his view, the future of the Eugene civilization cannot be compared with his personal safety.

"So what?"

"They should give their lives for the emperor's safety."

Emperor Eugene said matter-of-factly, "Disarm and grant control."

"Don't make me repeat the order a second time."

As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes and swept his cold gaze over the crew members around him: "Otherwise... you should know the consequences."

"……yes."

The crew members who had initially opposed the idea lowered their heads once again.

The inertia formed by long-term oppressive rule is difficult to break, and they are also used to obeying the emperor's orders.

Even if this order would lead civilization to its demise.

……

Type 053C "Golden Crow" battleship.

Control permissions have been successfully obtained.

[Reading relevant data...]

[Civilization risk assessment in progress...]

Shortly after the communication was cut off, lines of exciting text began to appear on the holographic projection.

Fan Ping tightened his grip on the chair armrest with his right hand.

He gazed expectantly at the holographic image in front of him.

Who exactly is the other party?

Just how big of a fish did they catch?

Most importantly, how many contribution points can they obtain?!

All of this will lead to a conclusion!

The preliminary analysis has been completed.

As a line of bright white text appeared, a wealth of information was presented to everyone like a waterfall!

"this?!"

Holy crap!!

"Holy crap!!"

In a split second, the battleship [Golden Crow] was filled with the wailing and howling of every crew member.

"It's out! It's out! It's out!"

"Old Fan, we've struck it rich! Did you know that?!"

The first mate's face flushed red as he reached out and shook Fan Ping violently beside him: "The Emperor... that's actually the Emperor of the Eugene civilization!"

"Speaking of which... this emperor is really poor, with only a few escort ships." He said, pursing his lips in annoyance.

"No," Fan Ping corrected, "this should just be an abnormal situation caused by the fleet's dispersal and escape."

"Under normal circumstances, perhaps this emperor..."

Fan Ping's voice suddenly stopped.

The next moment, his breathing became heavy.

Fan Ping ignored the vice-captain's question, staring intently at the holographic image in front of him: "Old Ding, you were right, we're really going to strike it rich this time!"

As he spoke, he abruptly stood up from his chair and pointed at the holographic projection in front of him: "Take a look at this information!"

"This contains detailed coordinates and information for all the sub-fleets of the Eugene civilization!"

"Did you hear that?!"

"Everything! Everything!! Including the fleet of ion particles wandering tens of light-years away!"

Like the vice-captain, Fan Ping's face was also flushed red!

Thinking about the countless contribution points he was about to receive, he even felt a little breathless.

Compensation for damage to the detector?

These contribution points are nothing compared to this!

If he weren't afraid of being punished, he would have even wanted to fire another shot to celebrate!

"Quickly! Report the results of the battle!!"

Fan Ping's voice even became a little hoarse from excitement.

"It's been automatically reported!" a crew member replied with a radiant smile. "Headquarters has ordered us to escort them back to the Kepler 452 system as soon as possible."

……

one year later.

The Kepler 452 galaxy has once again welcomed a group of "new faces".

Wearing life support devices, the Eugenes walked in neat rows towards the meeting area set up in the [Earth] hangar, "watched" by a series of robots.

Compared to the Talodan civilization, the Eugene civilization was treated several levels worse.

At the most basic level, the environment of the meeting area is arranged according to the preferences of human civilization.

The bright and open environment made many Eugene residents feel uncomfortable.

But who cares?

"Welcome to the Pan-Human Federation."

With a faint smile on his face, Lin Shuguang, the Foreign Minister of the UN, extended his right hand to Emperor Eugene, who was standing at the very front.

Emperor Eugene's gaze passed over Lin Shuguang and landed on a black and white panda standing to the side.

"Talodan...Talodan?!"

It suddenly widened its eyes.

The next moment, the adorable panda-man gave it a "provocative" smile.

Seeing this combination, Emperor Eugene felt a wave of dizziness wash over him.

Finished!

……

"Yongchang, is it really okay to absorb the Eugene civilization?"

Fang Xu's voice came from Lü Yongchang's office: "Although so far, these Eugene people are performing quite well."

"But don't forget, Zero's assessment of the civilization risk value is 46-49."

"This is a very dangerous number."

"I even doubt their intention to surrender!"

Lu Yongchang did not reply, but watched with great interest the holographic projection of the conversation between Lin Shuguang and Emperor Eugene.

"Calm down."

He waved his hand calmly: "The Sociology Department has already prepared a series of contingency plans."

"With zero surveillance, they won't be able to cause any trouble."

"The biggest problem now is not here, but in the work motivation of these lizardmen."

"Hmm?" Fang Xu frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Take a look."

Lu Yongchang raised his hand and pulled up a holographic report: "This is the analysis result from the Sociology Department."

"We have now captured almost all of the remaining Eugene fleet, and the total population of Eugene has reached ten billion."

"The Eugene civilization has an extremely high growth and reproduction rate, making it a perfect workforce."

"That's why they developed the custom of 'canning food'."

"This problem... is very serious, at least within the Pan-Human Federation!"

"There's one more question."

"They have no sense of belonging to the Pan-Human Federation, and they have never had the habit of engaging in production and business activities."

"We are currently not fully utilizing the potential value of this workforce."