BXBX NOVEL Chapter 187 - 187: 152: The Struggling Civilization
Chapter 187 - 187: 152: The Struggling Civilization
This is an open world, filled with hope in the midst of despair.
The World Government still exists, but its management and operation modes are fundamentally different from the past.
The administrative system is only responsible for maintaining the stable operation of society, without concealing any news or imposing any restrictions or obligations on people’s heads.
The World Government tells the truth.
Now, all 15 billion people living in the Solar System know what humanity will face in a year.
But it’s amazing how the whole world is not shrouded in despair and panic, but full of vitality and vigor.
The military still operates on a voluntary service system based on individual choice.
But the biggest difference is that before becoming volunteers, soldiers know what they are going to face.
Yet nobody hesitates, and people are extremely enthusiastic.
As long as they are middle-aged and young adults who think they have no talent in production, science, medicine, education, and other industries, they all join the army and strive.
The entire human civilization has been perfectly integrated, like a tightly wound frog, leaping forward point by point.
It’s different, it really is.
At this moment, all of humanity shows an unimaginable unity and courage, with people of all skin colors and nationalities distributed on different continents and planets, choosing to trust each other without reservation, striving for a common goal.
No matter who our enemy is and how terrifying they are.
Humanity chooses to fight!
We will never give up!
Never rest!
Everyone fights in their respective positions, not loafing, not complaining, and doing everything they can.
Soldiers, training hard, are stronger every day than they were the day before.
Manufacturing workers, working hard, are more skilled every day than they were the day before.
Artificial intelligence controllers, fully focused on their work, are more demanding of themselves every day.
Scholars try to transform their knowledge into new achievements while continuing to strive for progress with intense learning.
Even politicians and businessmen, who have been criticized for thousands of years, have put aside their selfish desires and become true servants. Their jobs are simple: maintaining the operation of society and promoting the circulation of resources.
But the actual implementation is still a complex task.
Society’s operation needs to be fast and efficient.
Resource circulation needs to be precise and appropriate.
When the whole society is viewed as a machine war chariot, politicians and businessmen play the role of maintenance personnel for the war chariot.
Self-interest hinders the efficient operation of society, but when everyone puts aside their self-interest, the social machine will burst out with astonishing power.
So far, the war chariot of human civilization has maintained such a high-speed state for nearly five hundred years without any mistakes.
Therefore, since the 26th century, mankind’s technological advances have outpaced those of the last time Harrison Clark visited.
Perhaps humanity has truly evolved, or perhaps external threats have forced human beings to adapt to a united and cohesive social system for the sake of their civilization’s survival.
This is true republic.
It comes from external forces as well as from within.
At this moment, the Black Bear Training Base where Harrison Clark is located appears simple and lacking in technological sense.
But as he had guessed.
This is indeed the environment deliberately created by the army.
The purpose is to reduce the sense of technology when it is not needed and awaken humans’ primitive athletic instincts.
When they leave this training base and enter the real barracks, they will need to master technology and develop intelligence. Strong technological elements will fill the details of their lives and improve human thinking and work efficiency as much as possible.
Harrison Clark feels that this scene is simply perfect, and even he, who is so picky and critical, cannot find any flaws.
He feels inflated.
If the ticking bombs lurking under the small hobbies of the leaders are completely eliminated, perhaps humanity might really have a chance for once?
He leaned back and said, “Lucia, play the song for me, Morning Wind.”
Yes, in this virtual timeline, Harrison Clark, Carrie Thomas, and Rainer have really succeeded.
The song is called Morning Wind.
Carrie Thomas named the song after Harrison Clark himself, of course.
But beneath its name lies another meaning; it is a gift she gives to future generations, like the morning wind, representing the rising sun, representing hope.
Morning Wind has achieved the effect that Harrison Clark wanted perfectly.
It’s just a pity that the song has consumed too much of Carrie Thomas’ energy. She didn’t complete it until she was 77 years old.
Although the song is very pleasant to listen to, and the melody is very unique, it hasn’t caught fire in hundreds of years due to its exaggerated length—ninety minutes.
People don’t understand why a master like Carrie Thomas, who can write The Fire and Self-Combustion, would devote almost all of her later life to this one song.
Not until the second half of the 25th century did a crazy scientist named Frankie, a loyal admirer of Harrison Clark, the founder of Summit Ventures, come up with a clever idea.
This man fired a heavily modified unmanned scientific research station at an unnamed planet rich in iron.
Then, Frankie started his private trick.
He began to use the scientific research station to interfere with and transform the planet, maximizing its metal properties, using metal resonance to turn it into a “giant loudspeaker” that broadcasts specific frequency bands 24/7 to the Solar System.
The content of these special bands is the endlessly cycling Morning Wind.
People discovered his crazy behavior, speechless but unable to do anything about it.
He explained that the great Harrison Clark, entrepreneur, musician, and scientific pioneer, wished for all humanity to hear this song before his death, and that listening to it was unavoidable.
People didn’t need more iron for the time being, so they listened and let it go, not bothering to destroy Frankie’s prank.
After all, the broadcast of the planet’s giant loudspeaker is a waveband different from audible sound, which can be regarded as cosmic background radiation. People are aware of the objective existence of this waveband and are not affected by it during sleep.
In the year 2500, astronomers discovered that the background waveband released by the giant loudspeaker of the planet had disappeared.
Although the giant loudspeaker was still working the waveband was simply gone.
People didn’t understand why, but they listened and let it go.Harrison Clark knew the reason.
The “Morning Wind” and the invader’s “Song of the Wilderness” perfectly neutralized and canceled each other out.
So, humans escaped the fate of being controlled by lurking infiltrators.
Harrison Clark’s strategic layout in advance won the first “contact” battle five hundred years later, and eventually, he awaited the arrival of this truly perfect world.
He continued browsing contemporary materials, discovering that under this new system, knowledge was relatively limited but freely accessible to all humanity.
As long as you wanted to study, as long as you wanted to engage in a particular discipline, you could master it from scratch at almost no cost.
In this era, the career system changed, no longer having strict title restrictions, but evaluating one’s social status based on personal professional abilities and creative achievements.
Apprentice, intern, qualified, skilled, proficient, master.
These seven evaluation standards broadly covered all professions.
If you had the talent, a teenager social newcomer like you could create master-level results and immediately become a master, enjoying the respect and generous treatment of the world.
This was an era with no defenses from top to bottom in the system.
Honorable use of human heart, use of the era, use of the system.
Harrison Clark recalled Daniel Thompson’s unique understanding of human feelings on the playground earlier and thought it must be for this reason.
It was Lion’s true nature, only revealed when there was no interference from the “Song of the Wilderness.”
The same was true for the enthusiastic comrade he met just before returning to the dormitory.
Harrison Clark started to ponder; the most urgent matter to verify was whether Nora Camp still liked playing chess as a hobby.
He looked at the introduction of the leaders of Black Bear Training Base, secretly pondering how to approach her.
Unfortunately, he was a rookie, and there was quite a gap between their realms, so it was difficult to strike up a conversation for the time being.
But Harrison Clark thought that with his talent and aptitude, he should quickly catch her attention.
“Ding! Harrison Clark, your theoretical knowledge class is about to begin. Please connect to the holographic training system as soon as possible.” Harrison Clark became invigorated, preparing to give his all.
The official, unified organization’s theoretical knowledge learning opportunity was quite rare and must be cherished.
He lay on the sofa and whispered in his heart, “Connect!”
A hazy halo emerged in the air, gradually enveloping his entire body.
His consciousness sank, and when he “opened his eyes” again, he was in a holographic simulation classroom.
Harrison Clark, who had left the others in the dust in the past few visits, was full of confidence.
He opened the virtual teaching material belonging to him, preparing to be the best once more.
And then…
He was lost.
Is this a joke?!
Aren’t I a combatant?
Why did I enroll in the captain direction before this visit, and why was it approved?
Look at what these courses are!
Energy principles, shooting principles, battleship control, principles of warfare…
Oh, how simple.
I know every word, but the content looks completely foreign to me.
This taste is not much better than when I tried to study preschool materials last time.
Master Harrison Clark’s mentality collapsed.
What’s even more frustrating was that before the formal lecture, he had to face a test paper first!
“Calculation of Photon Cannon’s Lethality Attenuation in Cosmic Background Radiation”
There was only one question on the test paper, and the title was very straightforward.
The influence of sunlight on energy attenuation, the influence of sunlight penetration angle, how to form a focusing effect to enhance lethality, the subtle influence of stellar and planetary gravity on ballistic curves, the influence of different radiation lines and dust in the cosmic background radiation…
Master Harrison Clark felt like he was falling apart.
These were entirely unexplored theories for him, and he couldn’t even find an entry point for basic knowledge.
So he turned in a blank paper.
“Harrison Clark!”
His name was called by the teacher on the stage just three seconds after he handed in the paper.
Her voice was loud, her anger clearly evident, carrying a sense of pity for his misfortune and anger at his lack of will to fight.
At the same time, the teacher’s virtual image gradually became clear.
Harrison Clark stood up abruptly, “Here!”
He looked at the teacher and began to laugh.
Oh, it’s you!
Martha Owen.
“Harrison Clark, what are you laughing at? Do you want to be a captain like this? Tell me the overlapping effect of the gravitational field and the neutrino field is…”
“I don’t know.”
“Then tell me, how is photosynthesis used in the Dyson membrane?”
Harrison Clark: “I don’t know.”
“You! You don’t even understand such basic knowledge? Are you teasing me? ”
Martha Owen’s temper was about to explode.
The other students in the classroom laughed, and the atmosphere was filled with joy.
Harrison Clark looked up at the sky.
Last time we were together, you were almost like my little fangirl, I told you to go east and you didn’t dare to go west.
The psychological gap between us when we meet this time is really huge!