It's reasonable for me to have a two-way foil for a second-level civilization, right?

Hearing this, Lu Yongchang raised his eyebrows suddenly.

40 years ago.

That is 2341 years.

At that time, the human fleet should still be sailing.

As for why Zero didn't remind, it's normal.

On the one hand, compared with the human fleet, the information priority of the Proxima Centauri human civilization is not high, and it can even be said to be at the bottom.

On the other hand, in the absence of explicit help information, the disappearance of computing requests is not necessarily a bad thing.

Is it possible that the people of Proxima Centauri completed this social change?

"Okay, I see." Lu Yongchang quickened his pace and walked towards his office.

A bad premonition rose in his heart.

……

"Zero, send a communication request to the human civilization of Proxima Centauri."

Lu Yongchang sat behind his desk and said in a deep voice.

Above the desk, the holographic projection quickly unfolded.

【Sending communication request...】

After a few minutes.

【Communication request failed】

"Professor, there is no answer." Zero's reminder came from the speaker on the side.

Lu Yongchang's face turned ugly again.

Could it be that Ren Feng and the others failed?

But even if the reorganization fails, it's not like not not answering the communication, right?

"Keep trying to connect."

Lu Yongchang slowly closed his eyes, leaned on the back of the chair, and waited quietly.

In my mind, that line of faint words kept reappearing.

【Communication request failed】

He sighed softly.

80 years, a distance of more than ten light years...

There are too many variables in this.

No one knows what happened to the other party in these 80 years!

This, perhaps, is the ruthlessness of the universe.

"Ding dong."

After an unknown amount of time, a clear reminder suddenly sounded in Lu Yongchang's ear.

"The communication connection is successful."

Lu Yongchang opened his eyes suddenly, with a bit of excitement in his eyes, he looked straight at the holographic image in front of him.

The picture that caught his eyes made him froze in place.

The background has not changed, and the people have not changed.

In the picture, there is still a pure white minimalist laboratory background, and there are still two people, Ren Feng and Zhang Zhengqing.

What has changed is the temperament of the two of them.

80 years ago, during the last communication, Ren Feng and Zhang Zhengqing were full of vigor.

Only 80 years later, the two of them already have gray hair and a gloomy aura exuding from head to toe.

Lu Yongchang opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

"Professor Lu, we meet again."

Ren Feng smiled wryly, and was the first to say hello.

"You, you..." Lu Yongchang's pupils trembled slightly, and he asked in a heavy tone, "What happened?"

"Why have you changed so much?"

"Is something wrong with the life extension technology?"

Immediately, Lu Yongchang thought of the improved longevity enzyme technology provided by Zhang Zhengqing.

Zhang Zhengqing quickly shook his head: "Professor, there is no problem with the longevity enzyme technology."

"Then you..." Lu Yongchang already had a guess in his mind, "The restructuring failed?"

Ren Feng took a deep breath, closed his eyes in pain, and nodded.

"Correct."

"We failed."

"Currently, the population of human civilization in Proxima Centauri is only 100 million."

Lu Yongchang's pupils shrank suddenly, he put his hands on the desk in front of him, straightened up, and asked with a look of horror: "How could this happen?!"

"Even if the restructuring fails, it won't be where it is now, right?"

"In the past 80 years, what happened?!"

100 million people!

Lu Yongchang never expected that the human civilization of Proxima Centauri has only a mere 100 million people left!

what does this mean?

It means that this civilization has completely lost its development potential, and has even come to the brink of extinction!

Facing Lu Yongchang's question, Ren Feng and Zhang Zhengqing lowered their heads one after another.

silence.

long silence.

Lu Yongchang didn't urge him, but just sat on the chair and waited quietly for the two to reply.

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"professor……"

After a long time, Ren Feng slowly raised his head and said with a dejected face.

"is my problem."

"I was in too much of a rush."

After the words fell, before Lu Yongchang had time to speak, Zhang Zhengqing beside Ren Feng raised his head abruptly, and said repeatedly: "No, no, it's my problem."

"I am also responsible for how this matter develops later."

Seeing that the two were arguing for the scapegoat in front of him, Lu Yongchang coughed quickly, interrupting their argument.

"Cough cough!"

"One of you is the chief of the Proxima Academy of Sciences, and the other is the chairman of the Proxima Federation of People's Federation. Both of you must be responsible for the failure of the restructuring."

"So, don't rush to take the blame, it doesn't make sense."

Lu Yongchang narrowed his eyes slightly, staring straight ahead at the holographic projection in front of him: "The most urgent thing is to tell me what kind of event can reduce the population of Proxima Centauri human civilization to such a low number!"

"Is it a natural disaster, or a man-made disaster?"

"Is the technology inherently flawed? Or... caused by the war?"

Lu Yongchang's words made the two stop "sharing the pot".

A trace of sadness flashed in Ren Feng's eyes.

That's right.

No matter how the pot is divided, as the leaders of the parliament and the Academy of Sciences, both of them have inescapable responsibilities.

then.

He took a deep breath and described in detail.

Zhang Zhengqing on the side would add a few sentences from time to time.

……

The earth calendar is 2340 years.

The third city on the surface of Proxima Centauri.

In every corner of the city streets, a piece of news is broadcast.

In the holographic screen, an announcer with a face full of joy said emotionally in fluent and standard Mandarin:

"Warm congratulations on the great success of Proxima Proxima's social welfare system reform!"

"According to the latest statistics, after more than [-] years of hard work, the population of Proxima Centauri has finally exceeded the [-] million mark."

"The [-]th Proxima Human was born in the Central Nurturing Center of City V."

"To commemorate this historic moment, Chairman Ren Feng will personally name this lucky girl..."

It really should be worth getting excited about.

After the implementation of the social public support system, it took only 30 years for the population of Proxima Centauri to soar from about 300 million to [-] million.

It can be said that the problem that has plagued the human civilization of Proxima Centauri for hundreds of years has been solved at this moment!

However, this news did not attract too many people's attention.

Pedestrians on the street are still in a hurry, and few people stop for this reason.

but!

There are always exceptions.

Next to a holographic projection, a tall man stood there blankly, staring at the holographic projection in front of him intently.

Judging from his appearance, the man is already an adult.

But judging from his temperament, he is just like a little furry boy who has not experienced much in the world.

The man's name is Zhuang Wenxing, and he is a "public foster" born from an artificial womb.

Speaking of it, the term "public foster person" is actually a derogatory term relative to "natural person".

Unlike others, Zhuang Wenxing looked longingly at the holographic projection in front of him.

The camera switches, and a familiar picture is presented in the holographic projection.

Maybe other people don't know, but as a "public parent", Zhuang Wenxing is very clear, what is in the picture is the city's central parenting center.

That's where he was born and where he grew up.

It's just that, unlike the girl in the news, he was born in the Central Nursing Center of Proxima III City, and he is not the so-called [-] millionth Proxima human being, nor does he enjoy the special treatment of being named by the chairman himself.

Just a few hours ago, he passed a series of tests and successfully left the area where he was born and raised.

only……

Although he has undergone perfect socialization training, Zhuang Wenxing, who just walked out of the central parenting center, still feels a little uncomfortable.

He frowned slightly.

I always feel that some pedestrians on the road have a strange attitude towards him.

Maybe it's because he's still wearing the uniform of the Central Nursing Center?

He attributed the reason to his clothes.

He vaguely remembered that during the socialization training, the teacher once said that a person depends on clothes, a Buddha depends on gold clothes, and that clothing is something that everyone must pay attention to in society.

He didn't understand it well at the time.