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"do not know……"

"do not know?"

"Yes, but I don't know. Generally speaking, we don't mind absorbing new blood from other human populations. However, in practice... you might have to pay a price of about 2% to 5% of the total population."

"What do you mean?" Kal'tsit frowned. Although she had a general idea of ​​the reason, she still hoped to get a precise answer.

“What we need are assimilated citizens, a civilization and ethnic group that can be integrated into, not a group of nouveau riche. Putting aside everything else, our society simply cannot make room for your emperors and nobles to match their status, nor can it give them treatment that exceeds that of ordinary citizens because of their status—and can they accept that?”

"No, even if you hang them all from streetlights, they will insist that they were born noble until the moment they are hanged."

"That settles it. If they can accept it, then we can almost achieve bloodless fusion. If they can't accept it, then we'll destroy your entire upper class as quickly as possible—that is, the group that makes up less than 2% of the population but controls more than 80% of the wealth and social power. The rest of you..."

Old Xia considered his tone carefully before continuing, "Do you think the farmers of Ursus care which flag they worship?"

"If your people don't intend to enslave them, they shouldn't mind. If they treat them the same way you treat farm laborers, they'll be more than happy to burn the Ursus flag..."

This is one of the problems that Kal'tsit is most worried about. It's not so much that outsiders will use violence to rule Terra.

Since they chose to rule rather than exterminate, it means they have ulterior motives and will not kill everyone; there will be a constant stream of resistance.

However, if outsiders, like Old Xia, were to rule Terra with what they consider the lowest form of treatment, but which Terrans see as the greatest benefactors... then no one in Terra would resist except for the upper class, which is destined to be destroyed.

"So, you're not actually sure if your people will come to rescue you, nor are you sure when they'll arrive?"

"Yes..." There's no point in hiding this.

"Is it possible that they've already arrived, are heading towards Terra, and are observing us?"

Old Xia poked his head out and glanced at the night sky over Lungmen. "You saw the spaceship with your binoculars?"

"Ok?"

"If it's a rescue mission, given the size of their spacecraft, it should be something that can be directly observed with an amateur-level telescope. The Covenant's space search and rescue fleet has very conspicuous red and yellow colors, and in order to ensure that the unfortunate people on the ground can notice it, it has also been treated with strong reflective material, making it easy to distinguish."

"Besides rescue ships, is it possible that your military or other departments are involved? Or that companies or organizations are involved and arrive first?"

"Generally not, but of course, it is possible that civilian or military vessels passing by might discover the distress signal for some reason."

"One last question, if they are heading towards Terra, how long will it take?"

"If the jump begins from the edge of the galaxy, the observer time is approximately 45 minutes."

“Then it seems not…” Kal’tsit said in a low voice, “I have something very serious to say. When I was observing the stars, I discovered a peculiar flying star. I suspect it might be some kind of spacecraft in the cosmos.”

"special?"

“Stars all have their own orbits, but this one is different. It is changing speed and turning erratically, which is clearly some kind of aircraft.”

"What about the volume?"

"Uncertain, no reference point."

"If the length axis is greater than 1,000 meters and the width is more than 600 meters, my advice is that everyone can prepare to die. This is the minimum standard for a standard intergalactic spaceship."

Whether he's there for scientific research, to fight, or to cause trouble, he basically has no chance of resistance. And if he's below 150 meters... just pretend he doesn't exist.

"If it's some kind of reconnaissance... well, indeed, it's better if it doesn't exist."

Kal'tsit understood that if it was some kind of detector and reconnaissance equipment, it meant that the enemy's main force might have arrived, and no matter how you looked at it, there was no point in resisting.

"Uh, it looks like it exploded... it's falling." A bright star streaked across the night sky over the snowy plains. "If my estimation is correct, it's falling towards you."

“I saw it too—” Compared to Kal’tsit, who was not very familiar with space facilities and spacecraft, Old Xia squinted at the bright fireball burning and falling in the sky. “It’s not very big, it should be some kind of small spaceship. Perfect, I’ll go take a look.”

"you……"

"I've repaired more spaceships than you've ever seen, okay, you haven't."

I don't know if it's from the Star Covenant, but regardless of whose ship it is, it means that at this rate of descent, the wreckage must be relatively intact. Let's see if we can find anything.

"By the way, how do your people treat Terrans? I mean, ordinary Terrans. I want to know how the Star People treat us Earthlings?"

"Oh, that... well, unless there are special circumstances, it usually involves a physical examination, reproductive isolation testing, registration of identity and access rights based on education level, and provision of basic subsidies to individuals facing financial difficulties..."

"Children under the age of ten will undergo baseline implant enhancement, and all children under the age of three who are eligible for symbiont implantation will be confiscated and uniformly raised and educated. Before they reach the corresponding standards, your custody rights over the next generation will be deprived to a limited extent. That's roughly it."

This was the standard procedure for dealing with the rediscovered lost colonies after the war.

"They'll even provide living allowances to individuals?" Kal'tsit was dumbfounded.

I originally thought that even if the beings in the starry sky weren't demons, they wouldn't be benevolent people either. But they sound more like human beings than the Imperial Government.

If these were invaders, then at least 80% of the Terrans would probably be eagerly welcoming them with food and drink.

"Yes, provided there is no reproductive isolation, no genetic pollution, no threat to the reproduction of the human population, and most importantly, from a genetic point of view, you are the same population or a similar population as us, then it is no different from poverty alleviation."

Old Xia scratched his head. White Rabbit had already gone to drive the car, and the Yeti Squad was searching the armory for heavy weaponry, since who knows what kind of weird stuff might fall from the sky.

"Our production capacity doesn't need to be obtained through exploitation and oppression. I'm just an ordinary agricultural technician who goes to the countryside to support agriculture. Even though it's hard to get into Star Alliance universities, there are still five figures of graduates every year. What do you think we need to exploit from you?"

Just as a medieval feudal kingdom, even if it squeezed every last drop of its marrow, still couldn't meet the most basic needs of a modern industrialized nation, and might not even cover the costs of plundering and exploiting, the first step is poverty alleviation. You have to be lifted out of poverty and become wealthy before you can have money to give to others to earn.

"Putting everything else aside, according to the process I know, the first step is to build a small space cargo port, followed by a branch stargate, and then at least 3-4 orbital staircases need to be built on the continent. Considering actual needs, the basic living and industrial arrays will not be fully installed for 10 years. During this period, mobile factory ships will be put into berthing mode to provide the ground with necessary living supplies and labor tools." Old Xia recalled the measures taken by the Star Alliance to annex or swallow those lost colonies.

"Given Terra's production capacity, how long do you think it would take to pay off the cost of these massive projects?"

"When will they arrive? I'm starting to get interested," Kal'tsit joked.

"You'd better not get your hopes up. With a special mineral like Originium, the most likely fate for the Terrans is mass migration, dismantling their social structure, and dispersing them to our peripheral colonies to fill the population gap. As for this planet, it might become an agricultural and pastoral planet, with just a few more mantle mining towers, or it might be..."

With a bang, it turned into a space mining site. Although he didn't say it, Kal'tsit on the other side understood the implication.

"Alright, I need to set off immediately. We'll talk more when we get to the crash site. I reckon other forces are also taking action." For example, Lungmen, Great Yan, and Ursus. No one would be uninterested in such debris or ruins that fell from the sky.

Meanwhile, at the crash site, a small escape pod, almost completely wrecked, was stuck between the rocks. This was a standard civilian escape pod equipped with a miniature jump engine.

Although you can't go through the stargate, at least you can travel within the galaxy. If you're hoping to fly to a neighboring galaxy, you might as well forget about it.

"Warning, the shell is severely damaged, warning, the shell is severely damaged—" The survivor, wearing a full suit of protective clothing, grabbed the metal bar that was stuck in his waist and pulled it out completely. With trembling hands, he opened the panel below the cockpit, took out a claw pistol, staggered and pushed open the hatch, and rolled onto the wasteland where Lungmen and Ursus meet.

"Warning, excessive blood loss, low platelet count, bandage immediately..."

"Left kidney damage, tsk—" The survivor struggled to remove his damaged and ineffective protective suit and pulled out an adrenaline syringe from his emergency kit to inject into his vein.

Next, he took out a sterile bandage and quickly wrapped it around the wound. He left the rest to the symbiote, since that was all he could do.

"Wasteland... How lucky." The survivor leaned against a piece of wreckage. The air here was breathable, but there was almost no vegetation and the land was barren. In any case, it was more comfortable than the shipwreck with its severe lack of supplies, although there were probably no survivors left on that ship.

"Whoosh—" A small mound rose from the soil, and soon a rather large creature emerged from the ground, staring at the survivor. Without a doubt, the survivor raised his hand and fired. This creature, covered in a crystalline shell and with two large claws, was definitely not a friendly fellow.

The lead bullet pierced the sturdy shell instantly, killing the crab-like monster on the spot.

But more sand stirred with a commotion, and more rock crabs and Originium bugs emerged.

They were attracted by the long strips of Originium inserted at the rear of the lifeboat. Of course, the survivor's blood also made these scavengers very restless, and some were even impatient for the unfortunate creature to die completely.

"Bang bang bang!" Not every shot hit its mark. Severe blood loss made his vision blurry, and even if he did hit, it was useless because there were too many. Soon, a piercing beeping sound rang out, indicating that the ammunition had been emptied.

"Tsk, what a pathetic way to die... I'd rather be up there—" the survivor muttered, tossing aside his pistol and letting the enraged monsters surge forward.

At this time, the patrol team from Ursus, which was closest to the crash site, was still about 60 kilometers away.

As for Lao Xia, although he is the furthest away, his car is the fastest, so he should be able to arrive at the scene almost at the same time as the patrol team, provided that the former does not get lost or the latter breaks down on the way.

Chapter Thirty-Six: Quick In, Quick Out

Chapter 36

Although it is called a lifeboat, as a regular spaceship equipped with a micro warp drive, it is not small in size, with a long axis of about 110 meters. The interior is divided into two layers: a command deck including the cockpit and a power deck with 20 hibernation devices. Theoretically speaking, any spaceship with more than 20 people should be equipped with at least one such lifeboat.

Meanwhile, the auxiliary technical equipment includes a comprehensive water and oxygen circulation system, an organic matter synthesis and treatment system, and a crucial miniature assembly honeycomb, which, compared to the gadgets in Lao Xia's workshop, can only be described as emergency household appliances.

However, the above three types of equipment are sufficient to meet the needs of survivors to establish a temporary base anywhere and wait for rescue. In order to increase the chances of search and rescue, a super-membrane distress beacon device is also provided.

The double-layered impact-resistant hull completely collapsed upon impact, with fragments of the alloy frame and nanopolymer panels scattered across almost half the wasteland, silently burning on the ground. However, the main body of the spaceship remained relatively intact, though it was no longer capable of flying.

"Whoosh—" An armored vehicle suddenly leaped out of the sand dune, followed by a second and a third. "It really is an escape boat." Old Xia jumped out of the vehicle. He was very familiar with the specifications of this kind of escape boat. It was a standard civilian escape boat with the Windrunner logo on the side. It was typical equipment used to deal with inspections.

In actual space disasters, lifeboats serve more than 90% of the purpose of providing psychological comfort to the crew; in the vast majority of accidents, you simply don't have the chance to reach the lifeboat.

Even if they manage to escape, a disaster or something that could destroy the spaceship itself could also blow up the lifeboat along with it.

"Are there any survivors?" The white rabbit came closer, wanting to see what Old Xia's other tribesmen looked like. "Too late, there are no survivors." Old Xia squatted down, touched the wet bloodstains and bits of flesh on the ground, and then picked up an alloy plaque covered in some kind of slime. The name after "Level Two Engineer" was no longer legible.

"Either the corpse was eaten, or this unfortunate guy was eaten by something. I remember there are creatures like rock crabs around here, right?"

"Yes, these creatures are everywhere in the wasteland, and they are very troublesome."

They are attracted by any smell of blood or the fluctuations of Originium engines, and then wait to be fed. They are also thick-skinned, have a violent temper, and are prone to attacking humans.

"Get all the people who aren't on guard duty over here and get to work where I've marked out. Tear it down."

Old Xia reached out and touched the hatch. The locked hatch sensed the symbiote's signal and quickly unlocked and opened. "This small lifeboat is designed with a rapid disintegration function so that in the event of a crash, survivors can obtain the necessary equipment and materials to establish a basic camp."

"All the frames and nodes that I marked in orange were cut or burned off with a hot melt gun. Don't worry about the sheet metal. We can't handle the alloy steel, so don't carry it. After disassembling the hull, the navigation station, integrated avionics system, bridge, and communication system were disassembled separately. I will label them with what they are. Be quick, these are all modular integrated devices."

And it's not afraid of crashes, otherwise it would have been completely shattered by the impact of the fall just now. However, judging from the mess inside the cabin, I guess not much of it will be usable.

"The most crucial thing is that the engine, magnetohydrodynamic generator, and reactor must be removed." The reactor was the first thing Lao Xia removed. He immediately initiated the shutdown procedure, waited for the plasma to depressurize, extracted the fuel rods, closed the confinement container, and then raised the neutron barrier.

The main components that need to be removed are the igniter, restraint, and neutron barrier. The remaining superconducting coil and heat-resistant casing will then be left to the scavengers.

"Can it still fly?" "Don't even think about it." After dismantling the reactor, Lao Xia sat in the driver's seat, skillfully opened the control interface, and pulled up the damage control report. "It's crashed badly. Did someone take it to play interstellar bumper cars?"

After downloading the spacecraft's built-in damage control report, Lao Xia began marking the areas with intact equipment, leaving the rest, which had no repair value, to be left in the wasteland.

To save time, he didn't bring many vehicles, so he couldn't possibly transport them all, nor could he haul the entire spaceship away. Fortunately, the vehicles were fast, and he was almost the first to arrive for the first soup.

"Pop up the navigation log and video recording..." Old Xia tapped a few times on the holographic panel, and a small container rose from the cockpit, popping out a palm-sized black box. "Detecting the ultra-membrane signal... no response from the equipment, let's do it!"

Another one broke down, even more completely than my own, which only had a broken transmit/receive antenna.

Although it's beyond repair, at least the main unit of the equipment is working, but this one is completely broken.

"Why did they make this thing into an integrated module? Bastards!" To repair it, the whole thing has to be replaced. He doesn't even have an instruction manual to tell him how to fix the internal parts or replace the broken components.

The reason for making it into an integrated module is that once the technology is leaked, it can be easily and quickly self-destructed remotely. The three major components, namely the warp drive, super membrane communication, and quantum sensing radar, fall under the category of Star Alliance technology secrets.

While it's impossible to hide something for the sake of secrecy without putting the cart before the horse, at the very least, necessary self-destruction and leak prevention measures are required.

Of course, the direct consequence is that once it breaks down, unless it's sent back to the factory, even our own people can't fix it. "It's probably damaged the overall sealed casing, causing it to self-destruct," Old Xia said, pulling open the inspection panel with a flashlight in his mouth. It looked like someone had stuffed thermite inside. Okay, so it was a self-destruct module stuffed with something like thermite.

"However, the best news is—the warp drive actually survived! Should I cry or laugh?"

"Survived" means that its main structure is intact, the graviton container, the reflective barrier, and the control system are all intact, but the supporting equipment is basically a miserable red.