People in Terra, governing a weird little country

Chapter 342 Please answer, this is the importance of civilization!

Although Ernst's question had a bit of Eastern action drama ambiguity, he was indeed very serious.

The recording was given by Kelsey. According to her, she also knew about the Rutland underground host, at least part of it. And according to Ernst's practice, if the Rutland underground host received the command in the recording and someone confirmed the command, the consequences would be disastrous.

The entire Terra, no, not even just Terra, but also the galaxy where Terra is located, will be hit by destructive weapons.

Ernst didn't think this was bragging by the previous civilization.

Ernst didn't know how much legacy the previous civilization had left on Terra, but he was deeply impressed by how great the legacy left by the previous civilization was.

Because of the contact with the [Law] host, the Sakota were put under the halo spell, and from then on they were directly transformed into a different race, and they also had an additional set of firearms that were only suitable for them.

Above the sky is covered by an isolation layer of the previous civilization. Although this layer of eggshell, called "star pod" by the Terrans, has blocked this civilization's hope of exploring the sky, it has also helped the Terra civilization block the most difficult evil pollution.

Why is evil pollution the most difficult? Because it often comes silently.

Although the sea landing is also a world-destroying crisis, it can indeed be prevented. No matter whether it can be prevented or not, it can always be a psychological comfort. But the evil spirits cannot. Once the evil spirit pollution spreads, the general public will not be aware of it at all.

Just as Huafalin said, the Sami people actually have a set of methods to determine whether they are contaminated by evil spirits. The simplest of them is to count numbers directly.

The pollution of evil spirits will interfere with people's cognition. The Sami people who explore the polluted area will write down the value of one plus one in a notebook in advance, and ask each other every once in a while. If the answer is inconsistent with what is written in the notebook, it means that pollution has occurred and needs to be purified (used in the Hantan Secret Record).

Although this method is simple, it is indeed effective.

But the problem is that this is done only when the Sami Snow Cult is on guard. The general public often does not have such awareness. Who would ask each other what one plus one equals?

Most people would not notice anything unusual happening around them until the collapse. For example, Christen, there are probably not many people with a smarter mind than her on this earth, but even she would have almost fallen into the evil spirit's trap if Ernst hadn't warned her in advance.

It is easy to block an open attack, but difficult to guard against an arrow from the dark. Our ancestors understood this truth thousands of years ago.

This kind of pollution, which is hard to prevent and even tends to be conceptual in nature, was completely blocked by the isolation layer of the previous civilization, which was made of unknown materials and principles. As a result, in the thousands of years that the Terrans have been looking up at the stars, no one has gone crazy because of it.

You know, in many literary works that Ernst had read in his previous life, the danger of the starry sky lies in its mystery. And those who explore the mystery, astrologers, folklorists, fortune tellers, etc., are often poor people who walk side by side with madness.

From this point of view, the Terrans are undoubtedly lucky.

But they are also unfortunate.

Because outside this isolation layer, there are probably countless weapons that can annihilate the entire galaxy aimed at their planet, ready to be launched at any time to effectively destroy all organic life on the planet.

Kal'tsit gave Ernst the opportunity to make this decision and bring all of Terra to watch the most magnificent fireworks.

The twelve bells of the Spring Festival and Ode to Joy of the Three-Body Problem are not as exciting as this!

This is why he asked this question so seriously.

"Kal'tsit, you don't want me to spread this recording all over Terra, do you?"

Ernst could guarantee his own moral conscience, but he couldn't guarantee that of others. He also couldn't guarantee that, for example, there was only one mainframe in the Lateran underground.

If the recording really spreads, it would be equivalent to giving everyone, whether beggar or gangster, infected or anthropomorphic noble, a nuclear bomb launch button.

The destruction of the world is basically a foregone conclusion, there is no other possibility. With a population of billions on Terra, there will always be one person who is in a bad mood and wants to drag everyone else to explode together.

This thing is definitely not "democratic".

If Kal'tsit really intended this...

Ernst's expression was somewhat solemn.

Then he would probably have to invite Kal'tsit to go hiking together, and ask her, "Do you think I still have a chance?"

By the way, we also need to ask Joyce to temporarily approve a sum of money. Holding a grand funeral for a friend who died in Rhodes Island is also a considerable expense. Considering that Kal'tsit has helped him a lot, Ernst will not be stingy in this regard.

After all, the illness lasted for a long time, so the funeral was done in one go.

Under Ernst's breathless gaze, Kelsey's face flashed with panic for a moment, and then she quickly shook her head, and even her tone was a little hurried:

"No, no, no, absolutely not."

"Once the contents of the recording are released, it will be a disaster for Terra!"

"Ernst, I have prepared the results of Operation Star-Picking for you. You can take these materials and make them public. The recording..."

Kal'tsit stretched out her hand, as if wanting to take the recording back.

But when she stretched out her hand halfway, she retracted it as if she had been electrocuted, gritted her teeth and shook her head.

"I'll give you the recording to keep. That way you'll feel at ease, right?"

Ernst adjusted his sitting position and said nothing, which was considered as his tacit agreement to her question.

Kelsey pursed her lips.

To be honest, she had never made such a decision before.

The recording obviously involved secrets of previous civilizations, and in theory, they were secrets that had to be controlled. In the past, Kal'tsit would have used every possible means to retrieve and seal it up.

But this time it is different from the past.

The Terrans, from the Fire Demon Project to revive an Originium life, to the establishment of the Dome Research Station to conduct close research on the isolation layer, to a series of experiments to try to break through the isolation layer, and finally to the finalization of the [Star Picking Project], this series of efforts, a series of work, a series of plans, as well as the difficulties, accidents, and coincidences therein, are indeed all the Terrans' own.

Naturally, the Terrans should also have ownership of the [recordings].

Reclaiming them would mean violating the principle that Kal'tsit had always adhered to - protective intervention.

That is - to suppress the influence of previous civilization technology on Terra civilization, but to allow Terrans to gradually obtain information about previous civilizations through their own efforts and obtain the technology that meets the conditions of the current civilization.

This is also the reason why she chose to give the recording to Ernst in the laboratory.

This was what Ernst deserved and she had no right to deprive him of it.

The only surprise was that Ernst was able to find the "lock" that corresponded to this "key", so that things were out of her control to a certain extent.

According to her estimation, the time from getting the recording to knowing the truth may take more than several generations!

Therefore, in a sense, Ernst's act of translating the recordings can be regarded as the excessive influence of the legacy of the previous civilization on the existing Terra civilization.

This puts Kal'tsit into a logical bug, a dead loop.

——The recording was obtained by the Terrans through the Star Picking Project and cannot be confiscated.

——After Ernst got the recording, he quickly found the [host] to translate it and got some information about the previous civilization's extermination order. It was a legacy of the previous civilization that excessively affected the existing Terra civilization, and the [recording] should be recovered.

——But the recording is the normal proceeds of the Terran native [Star Picking Project] and cannot be confiscated.

.........

Of course, in addition to the option of recycling the recording, she actually has two other options.

First, recover the Lateran mainframe, which is the [Law]. This way, the threat that the [recording] normally obtained by the Terrans can be solved, or at least delayed. Removing the lock can also make the key useless.

But the problem is that Latlan is too strong. Kal'tsit can't clear it alone.

This is much more difficult than clearing the dungeon of Kazdel. Lateran is a well-known country with an excellent reputation on earth. No major country would risk ruining its reputation to attack a country that has many believers in its own country.

Moreover, her goal was to destroy the mainframe, which was basically equivalent to destroying the entire Sakota race. The impact would be much greater than destroying Kazdel once.

Even if Kazdel is destroyed, the Sarkaz can still roam around, but if the Lateran host is gone, the Shakota will be wiped out immediately.

By then, how many Sakota-Sarkaz who have returned to their original form will fight her to the death?

Kal'tsit could not afford such a price. It would be tantamount to herself, a "product of a previous civilization", forcing the Terra civilization to divert onto a different path.

Second, get rid of the person who raised the problem.

Killing Ernst is also an idea.

But Ernst is too strong...both his connections and his divine connections are too strong.

If her previous account had not been given the "Unparalleled, Ten Thousand Armies Take the Head!" by Tracys, she might have had some confidence. But now she relies entirely on mon3tr's small account to fight...

That's enough. I'm really sorry for not letting Master Yelagund use his full strength.

Besides, even if she really had to get rid of Ernst, she couldn't do it.

You can't just chop off the only treasure that looks like a human and then watch the Terrans do the butterfly stroke in a cesspool, right?

The stagnant water finally began to ripple a little. Ernst was also one of the hopes. Kal'tsit could not do such a thing as strangling hope.

After all, she calls herself the nanny of this civilization.

Although objectively speaking, she didn't do a very good job, but if it weren't for her, the Terrans would have killed themselves hundreds of times.

When all the non-staff options were forced to be eliminated and the judgment logic fell into an endless loop, Kal'tsit knew that it was time for her to make a decision.

"Kelsey."

Ernst suddenly spoke. Kelsey suddenly raised her head from her thoughts and met those clear eyes.

"Actually, I've always wanted to ask."

"You know so much, what exactly are you?"

"Are you also related to that mysterious former civilization?"

Kal'tsit was speechless for a moment.

She had expected that Ernst would ask this question sooner or later - the things she revealed, the secrets and information were too many and too extensive, even the immortals would not be able to explain it all.

But to be honest, she didn't think it was now.

At this juncture.

"I......."

Ernst did not let Kelsey finish her words. He just crossed his hands and interrupted with a smile:

"Are you from Terra?"

"I am."

"Be firm, Kelsey, do you think you are a Terran?"

A feeling of helplessness welled up in Kal'tsit's heart. She was very clear about her identity. She was not a native Terran. She was just a servant of humans, just a machine with intelligence and emotions. She was probably not even a human being.

But facing Ernst's question, facing this question that directly pointed to her current self-perception, she still gritted her teeth and gave the most stubborn answer regardless of everything:

"I think I am."

Ernst nodded and smiled:

"That's good."

"Don't worry, I can tell you. I've seen the options. From that conversation, I can roughly infer the content of the recording."

"To be honest, I was very suspicious of you. What was your purpose in giving me the recording? Who are you? Is this yes or no choice a scam, or a real decision that leads to the end?"

He shrugged, not as nervous as he said, but rather somewhat relaxed.

"But now, I am more or less sure."

"You still think you are from Terra and have not yet thought of destroying this place."

"Then I can also tell you my choice with confidence."

He paused and narrated in the simplest language:

"I didn't hesitate for even a second before I chose no."

Sometimes, sincerity is the secret weapon.

Kal'tsit's breathing stopped for a moment, and her heart, which had almost risen to her throat, finally fell to the ground like a boulder, making a clear and dull "thump" sound.

Yes, why should she hesitate?

She was not the only one who wanted Terra to survive, and wanted this planet and this civilization to continue. There were indeed misanthropes, anti-humans, and anthropomorphic creatures everywhere, but at least she was not mistaken about the child in front of her.

He made the most correct choice at the most dangerous moment, and even when he was carrying the weight of a civilization, the pressure did not crush him.

Ernst is credible.

Kal'tsit finally made this conclusion.

Kal'tsit's emotions finally overwhelmed Ama-10's logic, and she nodded:

"I'll keep the recording with you."

"I believe you."

..........

Watching Kal'tsit leave, Ernst breathed a long sigh of relief.

It was more profound and heavier than Kal'tsit had expected. At the moment of making the choice, Ernst was actually carrying the weight of three civilizations.