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“That’s right. Theoretically, with this ‘Central Throne’ that we created, even if you threw Amiya onto it, she could be a good Demon Lord.”

"Amiya is too young! And aren't there more suitable candidates?"

Although she received a kind of inheritance, Kal'tsit, considering both her feelings for Theresa and the Sarkaz's capacity to accept it, deemed the less than two-year-old white-haired boy in the jar the most suitable Demon Lord—

To put it bluntly, with a little disguise, it wouldn't be wrong to say that he was Queen Theresa's illegitimate child with someone else.

“I think it’s appropriate because Amiya really has the power of a demon king, and since our goal is to completely destroy the sanctity of the bloodline nobility, we can’t follow their rules.” How can we determine the legitimacy of the new regime without destroying the sanctity of the old regime?

The biggest advantage of making Amiya the Demon King is that it can subtly influence the lower classes to believe that there is a Demon King who can serve as a solace in Sarkaz folklore and beliefs, regardless of his bloodline.

In reality, those at the very bottom don't care about such things at all; it's the urban class with a certain level of knowledge and a sense of national identity who do care.

However, given the choice between actual demon king abilities and demon king bloodlines, they would likely choose the former.

The Sarkaz Demon Lord is not simply a member of royal blood; he also plays a very important role in Sarkaz customs and beliefs: to soothe the soul. The Demon Lord can grant peace to the dying, allowing them to make up for their regrets in a dream and pass away peacefully.

This is also a unique spiritual sustenance for the Sarkaz people, enabling them to persevere in this cruel world.

Therefore, it cannot be considered a completely decorative vase and can be completely eliminated, because it does have the function of appeasing social emotions and providing spiritual support for the public.

However, in the past, because the biological abilities of demon kings were very limited, this ability could only be applied to generals and warriors, to put it bluntly, only nobles could enjoy it.

And now... any medical facility that has installed the "Sarkaz Magic Network Line" and the "Rest Capsule" can provide this service without discrimination.

The little donkey's only purpose is to prove that she truly possesses the Demon King's abilities without using the "Throne," and that these devices are indeed derived from the Demon King. In the Sarkaz faith, they can indeed guide people to heaven—the Doctor and Old Xia don't believe in this stuff, but that doesn't stop others from believing.

Of course, in a sense, the "throne" itself is indeed the little donkey's ability, a new version of the "Sailing" brain matrix created by the doctor and Lao Xia through their joint efforts.

However, it is not a living, complete brain, but a neural network composed of brain tissue involved in the Demon King's special abilities, which was cloned through tissue culture.

"My next plan is to bring this service to every village and town, which will also effectively solve the problem of command transmission. I call it the 'Village Internet Access' plan, and it is expected to use base stations and wired lines for coverage."

Moreover, it is also a terrifying weapon of war in defensive warfare. The reason why everyone is afraid of Sarkaz, why Sarkaz is called a demon, and why everyone is so afraid of Sarkaz but can't defeat them is because the Demon King can not only provide solace but also eliminate fear.

A group of people who know no fear, no pain, and always maintain high morale and fighting spirit, for whom death is nothing more than returning to the Demon King's court—in the era of cold weapon warfare, they could truly defeat an enemy many times their size.

"Next, I plan to add such modules to everyone wearing armor, and I'm also considering modifying the neural link devices." Thanks to Star Alliance Technology's brain repair project, the doctor has been remembering more and more things lately.

"However, while the entire army becomes a unified whole in this way, the fear will spread wildly through the network as soon as one person is defeated, and rationality will completely collapse. They can't forcibly suppress neural impulse feedback like you can with Originium Extract."

It's easy to imagine why the Doctor loses his mind when commanding operations. He commands the battle through neural links with each operator. The good news is that he can control each person's position, orientation, use of Originium Arts, and even precisely time retreats and deployments. However, this also means that the operators' fear, excitement, and pain from injuries will be transmitted to the Doctor in sync.

Therefore, the number of operators he can command and deploy at one time is limited. Even so, the feedback, fear, wavering and pain of several people are enough to drive anyone crazy. Not to mention, the Doctor once commanded thousands of people at once—it was inevitable that he would lose all his sanity.

The Originium Elixir's function is to replenish the Originium particles needed for neural connections, while simultaneously absorbing excess neural impulse signals and reducing the sanity shock the Doctor experiences in this state. [They've just filled in another plot hole for YJ.]

"However, it can be displayed on a screen." "In that case, you'd need a brain to analyze this thing. Whose brain?"

"Alright, we can conduct experiments on these technical issues later. The focus now is on paving the way for what comes next."

"Then I won't participate." Old Xia refused to participate. It wasn't that he had any problem with the doctor, but rather that he had a problem with the whole inefficient and low-quality process. To put it bluntly, he knew rationally that this was an inevitable compromise, but emotionally he refused to play in the mud with children.

"However, we still need your assistance with the political platform."

"That's fine, but forget about the specific administrative structure, it's giving me a headache..."

He rarely even goes to local polling sites in the Star Alliance; he's incredibly busy with work and studies and doesn't have the time, and besides...

Compared to other civilizations that choose the less rotten apple from two rotten ones, the Covenant, because its AI manages nearly half of the society's relationships, mostly has to choose between a rotten apple and a good apple—anyone with a sound mind would know which one to choose.

Even worse, sometimes it's a choice between two good apples, and then either choice is fine, leading to an even bigger argument. In the end, after arguing for days, they usually just randomly pick one with their eyes closed.

Moreover, this administrative structure implies a large amount of exchange of interests, and Lao Xia, as the actual provider of benefits and who occupies an important part of this yet-to-be-established regime, has no need to argue with them about such things.

He was relieved, but the Doctor, especially Kal'tsit, was in a real bind. Simply put, if you include Talulah's Reunion Movement's Kazdel branch, Rhodes Island, Reunion Movement, Old Xia's farm, and Xia's Group employees can be divided into at least four major factions.

The conservatives continue to maintain the Demon King's status, only making certain compromises and adjustments regarding the status of the infected, while still largely preserving the rights and interests of nobles and vested interests. This is roughly the same as the Great Yan Dynasty, at most a more lenient version of the Great Yan or Kazimierz policies.

Its main supporters are company employees and those with a certain amount of wealth, which once again proves that there are only individuals who betray the class, not the class that betrays the class.

They were born into aristocratic and conservative backgrounds. Even if they were relatively progressive, when they formed a political faction, they still sided with the aristocracy and conservative forces.

The neutral faction aligns more with Kal'tsit's ideas: while maintaining the Demon Lord's status, it's necessary to gradually de-sanctify the royal power.

While carrying out reforms, we will not make excessive social adjustments, and we will continue to protect the interests of some vested interest groups.

However, it also frees up a portion of the social class for the lower classes, giving them a path to advancement and superficially implementing equality.

The supporters are the majority of Rhodes Island's population and those from Lungmen.

The reformists, including Lao Xia and the PhD, support this, just like the neutrals, and gradually de-sanctify royal power.

However, in reality, equality was established, public awareness was raised, and customs were gradually changed. Anyone with the ability could take the lead, regardless of who they were.

The administrative structure is closer to modern democratic and bureaucratic systems, and it will establish a corresponding civil service examination system to select talents, which can be regarded as a kind of tolerance or opportunity for middle-class nobles and wealthy merchants who have acquired knowledge.

Radicals, in short, should all be hanged; they come from the most persecuted groups.

It's basically a replica of anarchism, preferring chaos to seeing those people go unpunished.

As for specific administrative structure plans, there are none, or they are basically equivalent to village self-governance.

In reality, it can be divided into several sub-branches. For example, the person who singles out Lezi is a conservative radical who criticizes anyone who dares to oppose the legitimacy of Theresa's rule.

However, in terms of the specific administrative structure, he insisted on hanging all nobles, believing them to be either traitors or potential traitors. In this matter, he lived an extremely contradictory life.

As for the pure-hearted Mud Rock, she is a neutral conservative. She is politically neutral, but she tends to be conservative in terms of specific administrative structure and future governance policies. In short, she prefers a peaceful life as long as it doesn't affect her playing in the mud and farming.

Talulah, on the other hand, was a radical reformer who believed that even if traditional nobles were not hanged, their property should be confiscated and they should be completely reduced to commoners.

However, she also admitted that it was unrealistic to completely eliminate this class at this time, and she had many supporters among the people.

In terms of specific administration, the view supported the doctor's opinion, which was to establish a civil service examination to select talent.

Although in this situation, a large number of noble children and merchant children will inevitably infiltrate, there is nothing that can be done about it.

After all, at this time, only they had the experience and cultural level to cultivate talent on their own... It takes a hundred years to cultivate a person, and the sun will explode in less than three hundred years, so there's no time for that.

Generally speaking, dynasties last for about four hundred years. Considering their advanced technology, they could probably live for six hundred years, which would be their peak when they dealt with the solar crisis.

If we can't overcome it, we don't need to worry about future generations. We should first ensure the survival of the Terran civilization before considering anything else.

In short, if the arguments are too heated and the policy direction and administrative structure cannot be determined, then the political program cannot be determined, or even if it is determined, it will be pure empty talk.

It's like if Lao Xia were to propose a program based on the standards of interstellar civilizations, but Terra simply doesn't have AI administrative threads or such widespread forms of education, then when this program is implemented as policies and guidelines and needs to be carried out by people, it will become nothing more than empty words.

However, on the other hand, with no parties outside the party, imperial mentality, and no factions within the party, all sorts of strange things happen, so such arguments and disagreements are normal.

Without this argument, the PhD student would have to reflect on whether he had inadvertently turned himself into a one-man emperor, thus regressing from the right path.

Chapter Sixteen: Building a New Type of International Relations

Chapter 16

Compared to arguing with people about routes, Lao Xia prefers substantive technical work, a view shared by the PhD.

However, this matter has to be addressed, because only the two of them have enough say to decide what kind of political structure to use and what kind of future program to formulate.

At present, the first consensus reached by everyone is to establish, in the form of a formal programmatic document, that infected people have the same human rights as normal people, enjoy the same social status, and not be stigmatized or persecuted.

This is in everyone's common interest, at least in the current interests of all parties present. Although those from the lower classes are somewhat averse to infected individuals, the rest support this point.

After all, many of them are either infected or exiled out of sympathy for infected people. Even for the sake of internal stability and basic reassurance, this rule must be established as soon as possible.

Secondly, the second principle is to ensure that everyone enjoys the same equality and freedom, regardless of status, social class, or bloodline. Of course, both Lao Xia and the doctor are well aware that some people will inevitably be more equal than others.

After destroying everything built on bloodlines, clans, and religions, the only relationship left between people is a naked one, measured entirely by money. This undoubtedly aligns with the interests of the bourgeoisie, who are currently still quite weak and actively seeking their own power.

Just like in Casimir, the bourgeoisie began to seek their own military power, then suffered a blow from the traditional knightly noble group, which was mainly composed of conquest knights, and ultimately failed due to their own weakness and compromise.

Third, the future work is defined as liberating all the infected and the poor in Terra, releasing their productive forces, and building a prosperous Kazdel, primarily through industrial and economic development. These are the three main points; the rest are basically supplementary details and extensions. Of course, this can also be called the "cost of compromise."

After discussing technical and industrial issues with the doctor, even the most idealistic Talulah had to admit that her ideals were only suitable for the future Terra and not for the present. The biggest characteristic of capitalism is overproduction and the extreme exploitation of workers.

After Dr. and Lao Xia calculated Terra's current technology, civilization conditions, and population, they discovered that if they wanted to rebuild Terra's past spacefaring prosperity within 200 years, complete Starship III, and send all Terrans into space, then the warm and harmonious approach of "you're good, I'm good, everyone's good" would be a dead end.

This can only be achieved by squeezing Terra's human and material resources to the maximum efficiency and with the greatest force.

After all, the universe doesn't talk to you about sociology, let alone human nature. The hydrogen in the sun is constantly burning, and under the pressure of core degeneracy, helium is gradually approaching its fusion flash point.

To paraphrase a saying from Chinese Taoism, it is not because Yao exists, nor because Jie perishes. No matter what Terra looks like, whether a saint or a villain, it will all be reduced to ashes equally in the face of the inevitable helium flash.

The Doctor understood this principle, and Old Xia understood it even more. One came from before the Cataclysm, and the other from after Star Wars; both were familiar with the ruthless and unshakeable nature of the universe. However, neither of them was sure if the other Terrans could understand this principle, after all, two hundred years was a long time.

Establishing an advanced industrial production system like Lao Xia's, covering Terra, is not impossible, but after taking stock of the relevant industrial mother machines and technologies they possess, they all reached a consensus—

The time frame is too long, just like Talulah's ideal, suitable for Terra in the future or the past, but not for Terra in the present.

"Let me say this: every day we delay on these trivial matters of humanity, morality, and mercy, we'll have to cramm more people into the furnace to make up for the lost time in the future." The doctor slammed his hand on the table, finally stopping the increasingly heated arguments about policy and political system.

"Doctor, what do you mean?" The unsuspecting operators looked at each other, completely bewildered as to what the doctor was talking about and what he was afraid of.

“Just consider it a test—” Old Xia shrugged, then pressed the remote control. With Amiya’s guidance, the doctor’s specific memories quickly flowed into the minds of everyone present.

"The Zenith Observatory says the sun will reach its peak in sixteen minutes, and the defense zone simply cannot hold!"

"There aren't enough Originium blocks!"

"Lunar mining station requests evacuation!"

"No! Even if you are all burned to death by the sunlight, you must deliver all the source stones for the defense zone. Not a single one of you is allowed to leave until the defense zone is in place!"

"The lunar station understands..."

"Propulsion Department, concentrate all Originium Zones!"

"Doctor, you can't..."

"I can abandon the equator and the return zone. All the survivors should evacuate to the poles. Every one who can escape is one more person!"

"This may be the last sunrise in Terra..."

The sun rose as usual, and then in a few seconds, it turned into a fireball that scorched the earth. In the sky, the Originium Defense Zone absorbed the overflowing solar energy and began to enter the reverse energy release phase. Electric arcs broke through the vacuum, and the Originium exploded.

In the sky obscured by Originium dust, flames descended like waterfalls. In an instant, the ancient cities and observation stations began to burn under the intense sunlight. The high temperature heated the atmosphere, stirred up storms, and the lush green land turned into scorched earth at an alarming speed.

A line of fire spread like a tide across mountains and rivers, and the evaporated water vapor and smoke formed a "fog wall" that reached the sky and swept across the entire Terra along the equator as the planet rotated.

Without the protection of Originium dust and atmosphere, the lunar mining station was instantly reduced to nothing, leaving no trace of wreckage. The screen showed only a white light, followed by static and noise indicating a loss of signal. The orbital ladder and the orbital ring used to build the starship collapsed with a deafening roar, and the Originium defense zone turned into a shower of meteors that crashed into the atmosphere along with the broken orbital facilities.

The sun's bursts lasted only a short time, yet they created torrential rains for over a hundred years, turning the Iberian Basin into an ocean. The polar ecosystem, which was incapable of accommodating so many refugees, also suffered immense damage due to the falling Originium and debris.

The memory ends here. What follows is the story of the Doctor's hibernation in the hibernation facility, and the archaeological team hired by Princess Theresa, who loves to study Terra's history, to dig up the artifacts in Rembiton.

The entire prosperous civilization of our ancestors vanished in the span of a single sunrise, leaving only devastation and ruins.