The Wallfacer: Everyone wants to break through my wall.

"I thought that humans would become bolder in these thirteen years, but it seems that hasn't happened," Lin Feng muttered to himself.

In fact, in this future where people's basic education is generally of a high standard, everyone knows in their hearts that banning radio is just a meaningless overreaction.

Electromagnetic waves are the most primitive and least efficient way of transmitting information in the universe. Electromagnetic signals attenuate and distort very quickly in space. From ancient times to the present, even at the peak of human civilization's use of radio, the electromagnetic information that was leaked could not travel more than two light-years. Only by using stars to amplify the power and broadcast radio information into the universe at the stellar level could it be received by other extraterrestrial civilizations.

Bozhilov Ang, standing beside Lin Feng, said with a wry smile, "The conditions have been relaxed a lot now. At least the fleet can use radar waves frequently while sailing."

“A few years ago, space travel was only permitted to use optical instruments and gravitational wave instruments for detection. This was as difficult as a person with severe myopia who could only see five meters ahead but had very sensitive hearing trying to drive an F1 car at top speed. Moreover, this F1 car was made of tofu and would fall apart if it made a sharp turn.”

Lin Feng frowned. When he was still in the solar system, someone suggested that the spaceship's radar should also be restricted, but Lin Feng criticized and rebuked them.

In other words, during the thirteen years he was gone, the human leadership once again adopted this plan to restrict the radar of spacecraft within the solar system.

"Is the Taylor Group like this too?" Lin Feng asked, his gaze shifting to Bozhilov. "Didn't I tell you before I left that we shouldn't pay attention to anyone else's unreasonable demands?"

“If we don’t do this, we’ll easily become isolated. The Taylor faction needs resources to rebuild,” Bozhilov replied helplessly.

After the Doomsday Battle, the Taylor faction was severely weakened and needed resources from the political circles of planets such as Earth and Mars to recover. During this period, the political circles of Mars and Earth completely dominated the Taylor faction. It was not until the Taylor faction recovered to a certain extent, that in recent years, the power of discourse returned to the Taylor faction.

As the industrial fleet arrived in Earth's orbit, a pop-up window appeared in front of Lin Feng, with flagship captain Abner William requesting instructions.

"Where on the Earth's surface are you headed? Our spaceship will take you directly to your destination."

Lin Feng was taken aback, then asked, "Is it possible to avoid using the space elevator now?"

Both the Martian and Earth political spheres have their own airspace, which is considered sacred and inviolable. Therefore, all spacecraft landing on Earth must go to the space elevator starport, anchor there, and then take the space elevator back to the Earth's surface.

Returning to Earth from other locations would be an infringement on the sovereignty of the Earth government and would be punishable.

Abner explained, "Countries no longer have their own airspace. You can fly across a country at will without any government issuing a warning because radio radar is restricted. They simply won't know that a plane is passing by."

"In today's global society, the vast majority of people have moved to underground cities, including the hibernating groups who stubbornly insisted on living on the surface more than a decade ago."

“The New Life Village 5, where you lived more than a decade ago, is now abandoned, and people have moved to the nearby underground city.”

"Are people really that obedient?" Lin Feng asked in surprise.

Lin Feng, who had previously had contact with hibernators, knew just how stubborn this group was.

Bozhilov, standing next to Lin Feng, explained, "There are blackout regulations on the surface, and there isn't even an internet, but there are no such restrictions underground, and the living conditions are better. Especially after the Dark Forest Theory was announced, people have consciously moved underground for the sake of humanity."

Lin Feng nodded. A combination of a big stick and a sweet date is a method that has remained effective from ancient times to the present.

Flagship Captain Abner continued, "If you need to enter the underground city, please allow us to assign some people to be responsible for your security."

"Is it that the virus that assassinated Luo Ji hasn't been eradicated yet?" Lin Feng asked curiously.

Abner shook his head in the communication, "No, human society today has changed dramatically since before you set off."

"Oh?"

Lin Feng stroked his chin, as if deep in thought.

Lin Feng, who originally planned to take Liang Gong to visit ancient sites around the world such as the Great Wall, the Egyptian pyramids, and the Easter Island statues, changed his mind.

At Lin Feng's request, the industrial fleet was stationed above an underground city near Los Angeles.

The moment Lin Feng saw the underground city, his brain went blank.

"I, I f***ing..."

"What's going on? Can any of you explain this to me?"

Thirteen years! That's only thirteen years!

In just thirteen years, it has transformed from a normal society into a society full of effeminate men!

Before setting off, Lin Feng had thought that the human world would change after he returned, but he did not expect the changes to be so great, and to become the last thing he wanted to see.

Thirteen years is only the time it takes for a clueless, immature teenager to grow into an adult, yet he has changed drastically?

Lin Feng thought about it carefully, but he still couldn't figure out where the problem lay.

It takes time for problems to arise in education!

Thirteen years is too short!

“This matter is rather complicated, and it’s a long story…” said Bozhilov, who was accompanying them.

"Then take your time. I have plenty of time to listen to your complete explanation."

Lin Feng replied somewhat devastatedly, and they went to a nearby open-air milk tea shop to sit down.

Bozhilov said slowly, "It all started when the doves gained control of public opinion..."

It all stemmed from the competition between the doves and the hawks, a competition that was already fraught with tension before Lin Feng left.

After Lin Feng's negotiations with the Trisolaran rulers concluded, some of Lin Feng's words were interpreted by the humans of the solar system as supporting the doves. As a result, governments of various countries, seeing which way the wind was blowing, began to suppress the hawks, and the same was true among the general public.

During this process, the hawks became increasingly extreme in just two years. Seeing that the empire was about to collapse, the hawks decisively launched an armed seizure of the twenty-three gravitational wave transmitters.

The attempt to seize the Earth ultimately failed, resulting in the human government reducing the number of gravitational wave transmitters on Earth from twenty-three to four. Their distribution remained consistent with the original story, and all of them were hidden underground.

Following this, the doves guided public opinion and further suppressed the hawkish ideology that remained in the world.

This refers to today's feminized society.

The doves advocate freedom of thought, listing the already destroyed fleet union as an advanced benchmark, arguing that the body is clothing and the brain is the essence.

People accepted this value system, so men could become women, and women could become men.

In this process of transformation, people's pursuit of beauty begins to play a role, and in the end, everyone, whether man or woman, becomes exceptionally 'beautiful'.

In just four short years, human society has undergone tremendous changes.

Chapter 245 He Seems Like a Wild Beast

"So you mean all of this was the result of the doves deliberately guiding things?" Lin Feng asked coldly.

Bozhilov nodded. "Yes, according to biology, men's aggressive instincts come from male hormones in their bodies. If we can suppress these hormones, armed crimes in human society as a whole will decrease significantly, fundamentally eliminating the breeding ground for hawks."

"These people, in their quest for control of the narrative, actually went to such lengths. They deserve to die," Lin Feng said through gritted teeth.

Lin Feng doesn't hate the doves for using tactics to suppress the hawks; rather, he hates the doves for turning human society into what it is today.

It's important to know that, according to the original work, a matriarchal society is the root cause of the destruction of the solar system!

Bozhilov didn't quite understand the source of Lin Feng's anger. In his view, the doves weren't good, but they weren't too bad either. At least they were much better than the hawks, who were crazy people who would just press the launch button.

Bozhilov continued, "The doves are doing this to make humanity safer as a whole. If a human destructionist were to seize the gravitational wave transmitter and broadcast it, the consequences would be something neither world wants to see."

"Therefore, although the doves' approach was somewhat out of line, no country has tried to stop them."

"Moreover, the doves' approach is not mandatory; strictly speaking, it is also a collective human choice, and thus has a democratic nature."

Lin Feng's face darkened even more after hearing Bozhilov mention the word 'democracy'.

Then, Lin Feng thought of the Taylor Group and hurriedly asked with a livid face, "What about the Taylor Group? Don't tell me the Taylor Group is like that too."

“No, please calm down. Nothing has changed in the Taylor system. This kind of appeasement policy won’t work in our country,” Bozhilov quickly replied.

Bozhilov asked, puzzled, "Why do you dislike the doves' softening policies so much?"

Lin Feng said coldly, "Is that even a question? What good are a bunch of sissies? I'm not a chauvinist. I've met many strong women, such as my maid Edith and the UN Secretary-General Say from two centuries ago."

"Not all women are unreliable, but sissies are absolutely unreliable!"

Lin Feng spoke quite loudly, and everyone around him could hear him.

A woman with bangs that covered half of her face and wearing a dress walked over.

Who are you calling a sissy?

"A question you already know the answer to."

Lin Feng, who was in a fit of anger, was not going to tolerate anyone. He glared at the woman, making her stomp her feet in anger.

"you……"

"I advise you to calm down, friend, there are more of us."

As Bozhilov spoke, he gestured towards the tables next to him. Only then did the woman notice that the people at those tables were staring intently at him, their gazes like those of a predator eyeing its prey.

At this point, the woman realized that she had messed with the wrong person, but he still insisted on being defiant.

"I'm going to sue you for defamation!"

"Pfft..."

Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh. After all these years, someone actually dared to sue him again?

He can make a judge kneel down and beg him to leave the courtroom quickly, believe it or not.

Just then, the woman's companion walked over. She was a tall woman wearing denim shorts and high heels... or maybe a man? Lin Feng couldn't tell.

"Don't be impulsive, Sweetie. These people are obviously from the Taylor faction. They're rough, savage, and ugly. Standing next to them is suffocating. Let's not lower ourselves to their level."

The woman was pulled away by his companion, and as she left, she didn't forget to glare fiercely at Lin Feng.

"I will definitely sue you!"

Watching the two 'women' leave, Lin Feng shook his head and sighed in disappointment.

"I don't even have the energy to curse. It turns out my guess was right. It's unbelievable that this society can still function normally."

Just then, Liang Gong, who was drinking milk tea, suddenly said, "Most of it is done automatically. Nowadays, humans only need to press a button to have an endless supply of food and liquid water. Even the design of production lines can be handed over to intelligent AI. Just tell the AI ​​the requirements, and it can complete the design within a day."

Bozhilov continued, picking up where Suzumiya left off, "Just as Suzumiya said, human luxury is built on extremely abundant resources. The space industry, which was relocated back to Earth in large numbers after the apocalyptic war, has once again raised the level of automation in underground cities of various countries. Even if this society is made up entirely of fools, it can still function normally."

Suddenly, Lin Feng thought of something: Bozhilov and the others' concern for his safety.

What's dangerous about this effeminate society?

Lin Feng asked curiously, "By the way, since everyone in the underground city has become effeminate, why are you still so worried about my safety?"

Bozhilov said, "Because of the problem of wealth inequality, the current wealth inequality has reached a new historical high, with 1% of the population controlling 99.999% of the world's wealth."

"This……"

Lin Feng pointed around. The people around him didn't seem that poor, did they?

Although the people around him were all women or 'women', their clothes were bright and shiny, showing no signs of poverty. Moreover, the surrounding buildings were also clean and beautiful, and there was none of the miserable state of exploitation that Lin Feng had imagined.

Bozhilov said, "They do own property, but they are also indebted. Everyone is in debt, but the government has not forcibly collected the debt in order to maintain stability."

"In today's world, you may not have to worry about food, clothing, or shelter, but it is difficult to become truly wealthy. You may not accumulate much wealth until you die. True wealth is always held steadily by 1% of the population."