Gao Wu Da Qin: You don’t want the secret to be known, right?

The diameter of Trisolaris is 10202 times that of Qin Feng’s home star, and its surface area is 30606 times.

Such a huge planet obviously did not come together in one day, but had an unusually long history of gathering.

Trisolaris calls it - Genesis!

[Genesis] records that Trisolaris was not that big at first, but there were many asteroids around it. Gradually, in order to avoid the scorching heat of the three suns, the asteroids began to converge towards the center Trisolaris. Come.

Under the influence of gravity, asteroids are constantly escaping from their orbits and colliding with Trisolaris under the influence of external forces, and merge into one.

It is indeed a bit sad that such a huge planet, with such a terrifying surface area, has a population of less than 800 billion.

If calculated according to the population density of the Qin Empire's home planet.

The surface area of ​​a mother planet has an actual registered population of no less than 20 billion.

Then the population of Trisolaris should be 6121200 trillion.

Eight hundred billion is not even a fraction.

But there are so few Trisolarans, and now they are being targeted by the evil forces in the universe. This allows the Trisolarans to suddenly break through their defenses!

Is it easy for us Trisolarans?

Three suns serve one three-body star. Under the constant scorching heat, we have even developed the talent of dehydration, which can temporarily detach the body from water and survive.

Under such a harsh environment, our population growth rate has been unable to rise.

Your Space and Time Management Bureau claims to be the orthodoxy of the universe, so why don’t you take care of the three suns? Instead, you take care of our Trisolaran star, and threaten to destroy us. How unreasonable!

For a moment, everyone on Trisolaris expressed their disgust for this sudden space-time administration.

Qin Feng jumped to the ground.

Compared with the three hot suns on the surface, Qin Feng usually prefers to be underground.

The ground was lifeless.

The underground is buzzing with activity.

There are always many social terrorists among the 800 billion Trisolarans. They will build sealed waterproof and permeable blocks underground and build various bars, restaurants, communities and other facilities.

After Qin Feng walked on the ground for a while, he found a green pavilion, opened the door and walked in.

Facing down from the green pavilion is an underground well and secret passage.

Qin Feng took the hanging ladder and escaped downward at the speed of light.

Conan has a famous saying that 80% of criminals will return to the scene of the crime to appreciate the process of their crime.

And Qin Feng is also such a fun guy.

For Qin Feng, it would be a pity not to see the reaction of the three-body veterans who just made a big move.

Isn’t the joy of life just the tossing between playing and being played?

Trisolaris, underground, there was a lot of discussion in a lively bar street.

"Damn it! Where did this clown from the Universal Space-Time Administration come from? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"I have never heard of this Space-Time Management Bureau! But their methods are very sharp. They directly cut off all connections to Trisolaris! They played their announcement! They also said they would give us ten days!"

"Don't believe it, this must be a rumor. The monarch has not given us an order, so we don't need to take it seriously!"

"But I think we need to pay attention to it."

The guy who said the serious words at this moment was glanced at by everyone. He was a Trisolaran with pale skin.

The skin color of Trisolarans is silver-white. The brighter the skin color, the more pure your bloodline is.

And Trisolarans with pale skin like this are classified as untouchables in a sense.

Such a guy doesn't even deserve to surrender his brain.

Yes, brain territory.

Normally, when a Trisolaran reaches adulthood at the age of eighteen, brain sharing will be enabled.

After it is turned on, lower-level Trisolarans must upload their memory contents every day without any reservation, while superiors can observe the ideological activities of their subordinates at any time.

In Trisolaris, the concept of privacy never exists.

Of course, there are some people who can retain their privacy, such as untouchables.

Their memories are a burden, a pure burden, to the upper levels of Trisolaris! Storing their memories requires a lot of hardware storage, and the value they create in their lifetime cannot even afford a decent second-hand hardware storage.

Therefore, collecting the memories of untouchables is a loss-making business for superiors.

No matter whether they are Earthlings or Trisolarans, no one likes to trade at a loss.

As a result, the untouchables rarely became an untouchable class on Trisolaris, and they also rarely had memories that did not belong to the mainstream of Trisolaris.

The pale-skinned Trisolaran looked at the disdainful eyes of the people around him and knew that he was a group that could not be touched.

The pale-skinned Trisolaran suddenly turned around and walked towards the alley next to the tavern.

At this time, a laugh came, "Brother, have a drink!"

The pale-skinned Trisolaran suddenly looked back, and saw a Trisolaran with light yellow skin. He was leaning against the window sill of the bar, and there were several bottles of green wine on the window sill.

The pale-skinned Trisolaran walked in, "Do you know me?"

"I don't know you." The light yellow-skinned Trisolaran picked up a bottle of wine and handed it over, "But looking at your backpack, you should be a knowledgeable Trisolaran!"

As he spoke, the light-yellow-skinned Trisolaran looked at his package. The package was a shabby old bag with a strange sun symbol on it. It looked like it had been ordered by a high-end library.

In the Trisolaran world, since memory is shared, there is no school or education.

If formal citizens of Trisolaris need to learn, they can directly copy the science and technology of their predecessors without having to study as hard as humans.

The two untouchables cannot intervene in the brain because they are an untouchable class. If they want to learn, they can only go to the library to read and accumulate themselves.

The pale-skinned Trisolaran looked at the drink warily, "This wine is very expensive, I'm afraid my contribution may not be enough!"

"It's a treat!" The yellow-skinned Trisolaran said with a smile, "You're welcome."

The pale-skinned Trisolaran looked at the yellow-skinned Trisolaran who was not serious. He immediately took the drink and took a sip. His originally pale complexion was now much more hydrated.

The physique of Trisolaran people is generally dehydrated, and water and drinks are hard currency on Trisolaran planets.

The pale-skinned Trisolaran said, "Thank you for your generosity, my name is Chen!"

The yellow-skinned Trisolaran man chuckled, "Qin."

Chen looked at the official citizens of Trisolaris not far away and said in a melancholy voice, "I have a premonition that Trisolaris is going to be in trouble."

Qin looked at Chen in front of him, "You don't think what that guy from the Space-Time Administration said is true, do you?"

Chen looked at Qin and asked, "Do you think it's fake?"

Qin did not answer, but drank the wine. For Qin, of course it is true, because I am the Qin Feng who said it!

Chen said, "I have always had an idea, is there an invisible hand above civilization that controls everything in civilization!"