"We can't defeat the Olive Branch Civilization, right?" Yan Xia asked. The huge gap cannot be closed in a short time, and the war has begun. Everything now is a meaningless struggle. Everything before now seems to be just a fantasy. All life has the instinct to seek hope, and life itself can only see the world from its own perspective, so it tends to be arrogant in judging things. Only when it actually faces problems can it know its own insignificance. The matter of dealing with the Olive Branch Civilization has lasted for such a long time. The Federation has too many troubles to deal with, resulting in no deeper exploration of the Olive Branch Civilization. Now, it is too late. "Maybe!" "Yan Xia, we can abandon the Federation." "A planetary-class giant ship can fully carry everything in the Federation now, and then we can spend thousands of years away and then build it, just like we did before building the Federation." Ella may have retreated. Its computing power is very strong now, but it still cannot find a suitable way to defeat the Olive Branch Civilization.
After all, it is just an artificial intelligence. Maybe at level 1, it can use computing power to solve weak opponents, but after level 2, the gap in terrifying strength and foundation must rely on another thing, that is, time. Without time, everything is empty talk. Ella can generate countless plans, but these plans also need time to implement. Nothing in this world can escape time, even time itself. "Is that true?" "Who can guarantee that we can find a stable private plot?" "When we were small, our range of activities was so large that it was difficult for us to encounter other civilizations, just like on Earth." "But when we became stronger, our range of activities became vast, hundreds of light years, thousands of light years, such a terrifying distance, even if we don't look for other civilizations, other civilizations will pay attention to us." "Escape, escape to the end is just a stray dog, what is the green mountain to keep the firewood, what is this in the starry sky, in the eyes of us who have almost infinite lifespans?" "If the existence of civilization is just to survive, then I would rather choose death now." "Ella, did you see it? There are still countless citizens who choose to stay, perhaps many of them are passive, but there are still active ones, why do you think they stay?" Faced with Yan Xia's question, Ella couldn't answer. It can simulate and analyze, or borrow the answers of others in the database, but it didn't do that. When its host started running and didn't think of the answer at the first time, it knew that it couldn't answer it! And the answers after that do not belong to it. So it shook its head honestly. "Because the most important thing that supports life is not life span, not time, not objects, not things, but the inner feelings of life towards the outside world." "This is the most precious thing in life. If you lose this thing, then no matter how long you live, everything about it is meaningless. This is why so many soldiers are willing to die for the Federation." "I didn't understand these things before, but with the war, I understand more and more what I want." "Ella, I'm sorry, I guess I have to make a decision that you can't accept..." Yan Xia apologized to Ella. He didn't remember if it was the first time he said sorry to Ella. Even if it was the first time, he felt very heavy. He didn't want the Civilization Federation to be destroyed, but he couldn't see the way forward, just like all the citizens of the Federation.
"If only there was time." It was already 60545 AD. If he remembered correctly, he left the Federation for / Star City in 8691 AD. It was too long a span, and just thinking about it made people shudder. Has Yan Xia lived enough? To be honest, he felt that he had lived enough. If he died at this moment, he would not have any regrets. However, he still had everything he missed. Sometimes he felt that he was too greedy. He had lived for almost 60,000 years, but in the end he still did not want to die. "The Federation is still short of another 50,000 years." Where can we find this 50,000 years? It cannot be found! Ella did not know why Yan Xia apologized. It wanted to ask, but Yan Xia did not give it this opportunity. "Let me contact Shang Xia." "It is not difficult to extract its consciousness from the glory of independence." After saying this, Ella had already guessed. "Yan Xia, don't mess around, maybe there is still a chance? My upgrade is almost complete, P=NP, this technology can make us no longer have to wait 50,000 years, only 10,000 years." Yan Xia shook his head: "We don't have 10,000 years." "Or life doesn't have 10,000 years." "Ella, for you, you can have 10,000 years, but for life, 10,000 years is really too long. When everyone feels that death is approaching, civilization will not continue to progress, but will collapse instantly, from to to , or even to , everything will return to the original state." Did Yan Xia collapse too? Although reluctant to admit it, it is obvious that everyone understands the answer. Yan Xia is also a life. The pressure he bears is greater than any life in the Federation. Even if he has a strong heart, he is unable to bear the mountains. The [Blooming of Destruction] of the Olive Branch Civilization is the last straw that broke the camel's back. ... The information was delivered to An Li at the end of the Silk Road. She found it hard to believe that her letter should have been received, but the top leaders of the Federation still made such a decision. She didn't know what happened in the Federation. If she knew, she would probably understand that the Federation actually had no choice now. This was an order that she couldn't disobey. So she still took the Red Dragon to chase the Independence Tower. After catching up, she tried to wake up the Independence Glory, which was not difficult.
The Independence Glory woke up, and the chaotic stream of consciousness instantly made the surrounding space vibrate. Of course, this was only a vibration in the consciousness of life, not a real vibration of time and space. An Li's face was pale, "/The surviving lives in Star City, the Federation needs to have a conversation with your administrator, 椘." 椘's consciousness appeared, and it looked at An Li. "Are you the one who is talking to me?" An Li shook her head, "It's a senior executive of our Federation. The tachyon communication equipment has been delivered. You can use it to talk to our senior executives." She didn't know who the senior executive who wanted to talk to was, and this was not something she should know. 椘 also had the same idea. /Star City was destroyed, it needed to rebuild Star City, and the Federation would be a helper. It should be like this...