The Wallfacer: Everyone wants to break through my wall.

"Be more specific," Lin Feng said.

The Earth government representative stated, "We intend to establish an Atomic Human Society Management Committee, abbreviated as AHSMC. This organization has the authority to directly revoke the privileges of a particular atomic computer. Once privileges are revoked, the atomic human who has been deprived of their privileges will lose control over the atomic computer."

Lin Feng frowned upon hearing this. This power was too great. It could directly deprive atomic humans of all their abilities except for the right to life. While the right to life could not be directly deprived, it could be indirectly deprived.

For example, if atomic humans are deprived of their ability to reduce their information entropy, they will starve to death.

What ideological imprint is nothing compared to this?

"Isn't this still a dictatorship?"

Lin Feng glanced at everyone with some dissatisfaction, the deeper meaning behind his words being, "What are you all up to now?"

Want special privileges?

Are you trying to create an aristocracy?

Are they planning to install another emperor on the throne?

The representatives were not surprised by Lin Feng's reaction, because they had guessed that he would react this way, which is why they had come to talk to him indirectly.

The Martian government representative explained, "No, the use of this agency's power is based on referendums and is used to punish murderers who believe that having near-light-speed mobility gives them impunity to kill, as well as other heinous criminals."

"Isn't this still dictatorship? How can you guarantee that power won't be abused?" Lin Feng questioned impatiently.

Referendum?

Whose referendum?

Judge or someone else?

Are you suggesting that your descendants should participate in the referendum?

The Martian government representative shook his head and continued, "A group or organization is composed of a group of volunteers. There are no entry requirements; anyone can join and become a member with voting rights. The use of these rights must be decided by a collective vote to ensure that the use of these rights is fair and just."

Lin Feng rolled his eyes. "A group? Isn't the current government a group enough? Do you think this will make everyone feel fair and just?"

The crowd is the least trustworthy because it is too blindly obedient. Once the rhythm is set, people will willingly hand over their brains and follow the crowd.

Lin Feng never believed in the decisions of the masses, because people only wanted to see dramatic entertainment. If they were truly fair and just, there would be no need for justice or courts in human society.

Looks like it's that democratic stuff again...

Lin Feng shook his head slightly in disappointment, but the next second, he was stunned by a sentence from the representative of the Space Federation.

"This institution is not quite what you think; it is merely a trial institution composed of the dead."

"A dead person?" Lin Feng looked at everyone in surprise.

The Earth government representative nodded and replied, "Yes, dead people. The lifespan of atomic humans is not just a short hundred years like that of macroscopic humans. Iron atoms are too stable. Even after thousands or tens of thousands of years, they are far from reaching the end of their lifespan."

"Over such a long period of time, there will always be people who get tired of living for one reason or another and want to give up their lives."

“Those who want to give up their lives can choose to contact ahsmc. The organization will erase their memories, remove all desires, and turn them into pure people who are primarily rational, with some emotional thinking mixed in.”

"With such a group of pure and untainted people as judges, voting to sentence the most heinous criminals, their judgments will ensure fairness and impartiality to the greatest extent possible."

If there are no saints in the world, then we'll use artificial means to create a group of saints!

Since these people all want to die anyway, why can't they benefit the living after they're dead?

Lin Feng fell silent. It was truly astonishing that these people could come up with such a thing.

The representatives were sweating bullets. The main problem with their proposed solution was that it involved authority. This kind of direct interference with the power of atomic humans would undoubtedly greatly reduce their survival ability.

After a long pause, Lin Feng finally said, "You just said I'm inhuman, but I don't think you're any better."

The Earth government representative argued, "Please don't slander us. Joining the AHSMC is not mandatory. This is fundamentally different from your previous idea of ​​imprinting everyone's thoughts with a mind seal, which would directly limit everyone's freedom of thought to the bare minimum. The AHSMC was established to safeguard the most basic order of human civilization."

Lin Feng neither explicitly refused nor explicitly agreed. He countered with a question, "If an alien civilization were to capture all members of the AHSMC organization and be able to utilize their privileges, wouldn't that mean that atomized humanity is doomed to extinction?"

“No, because when captured, members of the AHSMC will choose to self-destruct,” the Space Force representative said.

"Huh? How do I do it?" Lin Feng asked, somewhat bewildered.

How does an atom self-destruct?

Surely it can't just break its own nuclear force and explode on the spot, can it?

The Space Force representative replied, "Refusing to consume electrons to transfer information entropy, running internal friction algorithms, causing its own information entropy to increase exponentially, crashing all running data in the atomic computer in a short period of time, thereby triggering self-programming formatting."

"This is suicide, and no one can stop it unless the person stops it themselves."

Lin Feng was even more confused. "Atomic humans can self-format?"

Ah this...

How come I didn't know?

Why didn't anyone from the Taylor group send me this technical report?

Seeing Lin Feng's confusion, the representative of the Space City Federation explained, "This is a program we are developing, specifically for members of AHSMC. Ordinary atomic humans do not have this suicide program."

After some discussion, Lin Feng reluctantly agreed.

Although he was reluctant to have any authority that could directly affect the atomic humans themselves, he had no choice. If left unchecked, the atomic humans would never be able to form a large civilization.

From a human nature perspective, they might abandon the group and choose to create their own personal kingdom because they are more comfortable that way. Some even have psychological abnormalities and take pleasure in killing without any punishment.

This is clearly unacceptable.

“You can discuss the details with Davis. Since it’s to ensure the ‘non-existence’ strategic direction, then I have no reason to object.”

Lin Feng didn't want to continue discussing this topic; it was too much of a headache, and besides, he wasn't a professional in sociology or management; he was just an ordinary Wallfacer.

Thinking of his identity as a Wallfacer, Lin Feng suddenly asked the representatives of the various political entities for no apparent reason.

"I have a question for you. After all these years, shouldn't everyone have enough atomic computers to operate at the atomic scale?"

"I hope you have not forgotten the standard for the number of atomic computers that was set back then."

Although they found it strange that Lin Feng suddenly asked this question, the representatives of the various human political entities didn't have any particular thoughts and simply stated their opinions.

"The Earth has a population of 657 billion and 800 billion atomic computers."

"Mars has a population of 257 billion and 400 billion atomic computers."

"The total population of all non-Taylor-affiliated space cities is 798 billion, and the number of atomic computers is 900 billion."

"The Space Force has a population of 45 billion and currently possesses 60 billion atomic computers."

Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction, his smile even brighter than before. He then reported to the representatives, "The Taylor system has 543 billion people and 700 billion atomic computers."

Chapter 308 The Light Speed ​​Curvature is Revealed

17 light-years from the solar system, a small fleet of six spaceships is traveling at three-tenths the speed of light in the open space between stars.

This fleet was separated from the Negan Fleet and is dedicated to scientific research.

Following Lin Feng's orders, the Negan fleet scattered and fled throughout the universe. However, in order to continue researching light-speed warp drive spaceships, Negan deliberately left behind a small fleet to continue cooperating with Wade's research group to develop light-speed warp drive spaceship technology.

One spacecraft is responsible for powering the system, and through macro-electronic energy storage technology, the generated electricity is transported to other spacecraft by smaller spacecraft.

The three spaceships were responsible for transporting supplies, including nuclear fuel, antimatter, metallic hydrogen, and other substances that could be found on the periodic table.

The remaining two spaceships were dedicated experimental vessels, equipped with various experimental equipment, and a large particle accelerator was encircled by the hull keel.

Conducting scientific research across stellar displacements is something almost no one has considered.

The scale between stars is extremely large. Crossing light-years requires a huge amount of resources to increase speed, and every gram of the spacecraft's mass must be taken into account. This is obviously not suitable for scientific research, which requires the squandering of huge amounts of resources.

We're already trying to save every gram of quality in our daily lives, so how can we conduct scientific research under these circumstances?

However, the existence of the Dark Forest makes such behavior necessary. The light speed curvature experiment will leave a trail, which will have a similar effect to coordinate broadcasting, luring nearby hunters to carry out the Dark Forest attack.

Inside the No. 1 experimental ship, a curvature test is currently underway.

Inside a vacuum chamber enclosed by transparent glass, a single hair floats slowly, defying artificial gravity, under the influence of the spaceship's rotation.

“This time it’s right. I told you so, this is how it should be done.”

There was no one around the enclosure, only a bunch of constantly moving cameras and many robotic arms.

There were no humans on the spaceship, only an electronic clone of a human named 'Negan'.

"Quickly record these parameters and send this good news back," one of Negan instructed the other 'selves'.

"I'll take care of it right away."

Through quantum communication, the experimental data from Negan's fleet was quickly received by an experimental facility at the Taylor system headquarters, 17 light-years away.

When Cheng Xin saw the experimental results transmitted from Negan, she first rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and after repeatedly confirming that she had not seen it wrong, she contacted Negan and tried her best to suppress her excitement to ask Negan for verification.

"The data is correct?"

"We have checked it once, and all the connections of the experimental equipment are intact."

Upon receiving a clear reply from Negan on the other end of the communication, Cheng Xin, with dark circles under her eyes from staying up all night, could no longer suppress her excitement, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Great! We finally succeeded! Thank you!"

Negan replied, "No, this is also thanks to the experimental data on the curvature of the three-body system and the relevant formula data that you provided. Otherwise, we don't know when we would be able to get results."

After losing contact with Negan, Cheng Xin hurried toward Wade's office.

"Wade! Good news! Experimental Fleet No. 2 has achieved reactive mass curvature!"

Sitting on the swivel sofa, Wade raised his eyebrows, but his face did not show the excitement Cheng Xin had imagined; instead, it was an eerie calm.

"Really? That's great news, but unfortunately, I have some bad news." Wade lit a cigarette and puffed out smoke.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Xin asked.

"Starting tomorrow, the research project on the light-speed warp spacecraft will be suspended."

Wade looked at Cheng Xin as he spoke, but Cheng Xin felt that Wade wasn't looking at her at all. His deep gaze seemed to be looking through her and elsewhere.

Cheng Xin had a bad feeling and asked in a panic, "What happened? Has the blow already come?"

Wade shook his head, stubbed out his cigarette, and said, "No, it was decided by the higher-ups of the Taylor Group. The entire Taylor Group will be atomized."

Cheng Xin breathed a sigh of relief upon confirming that it wasn't a blow, but at the same time, doubts arose in her heart.

Atomization is the main focus of the Taylor Group, which is common knowledge. The Taylor Group has been working on it all along. Their research on light-speed warp spaceships should not affect atomization, so why is it suddenly being suspended now?

Cheng Xin asked in confusion, "But we can't stop the light speed warp experiment. At most, it will take five years. In five years, we can build our own light speed warp spaceship based on the experimental data from the Trisolaran home planet. If we are given more time, the tiny humans in the universe can be written in capital letters."