In the h1 galaxy, in a certain area around the h1-3 planet, under the strict guard of thousands of combat spacecraft, the Yuanhang No. 1 spacecraft is quietly orbiting the planet.
This is the capital of human civilization and the seat of the highest leadership of the entire civilization. Every spacecraft that enters and exits here, and every person will undergo the most rigorous inspection.
In the past, this task has become particularly onerous. Because on an average day, at least tens of thousands of private spaceships and official spaceships of various types enter and leave here. The people who arrive here on their rides will meet, negotiate, discuss, argue, communicate, etc. with the people responsible for different affairs in the huge government agencies.
Until now, the follow-up matters of the huge war with the Storm Civilization have finally been settled. After the establishment of the Storm Kingdom, the number of spaceships and personnel entering and leaving here has decreased. The fleet responsible for the garrison center can finally relax a little.
At this moment, with the Yuanhang 1 spacecraft as the core, every employee in the entire huge government agency felt a kind of relaxation from the heart. The tense atmosphere that had shrouded this place for the past few days finally relaxed at this moment.
The employees of the human civilization government have never thought that the war they finally won after going through countless hardships and hundreds of years of hard work and accumulation would only be to receive the enemy's supplies and organize their own after the victory. Harvesting actually requires such a huge amount of manpower and material resources and takes such a long time.
There is no way, the supplies harvested this time are too much.
There are hundreds of thousands of combat spaceships alone. There are tens of thousands of passenger and cargo spacecraft, and the rest are from various research institutions, such as high-energy physics research institutions, materials research institutions, deep space observation research institutions, biological and pharmaceutical research, electronic research, mathematics, chemistry, etc. There are millions more in total. Moreover, each research institution has at least dozens of members, and as many as tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of members.
Various documents, scientific research data, materials, prototypes, testing machines, etc. are equally numerous. The valuable text data alone is as high as hundreds of bb - 1bb is approximately equal to 12 trillion gigabytes - if you include video, audio, drawings, etc., the amount of data will be many times higher.
Every spacecraft requires specialized personnel to measure, record, detect, number, and receive. Every factory requires relevant professionals to seal it. Every research institute requires scientists to evaluate it.
When all the data is aggregated into the government of human civilization, it is like a turbulent wave crashing over. Every professional administrator must work continuously and devote all his energy to ensure that no trouble occurs.
This does not include the most complicated and difficult aspect of personnel reception.
There are tens of billions of human captives in the storm. How many scientific researchers are there among them? How many students, teachers, workers, and managers are there? Which of them are acceptable according to human morals and values and the legal system? Which ones are needed? Excluded? Which ones need to be judged? What are their political tendencies? How to manage them? How to make them contribute to the development of human civilization?
How should the political system of the Storm Country be established? Who is more suitable to be the first head of state and member of the leadership? How should the future political line be determined?
Each of these problems is extremely complex, but all of them must be completed within just a few years. Because human civilization does not have much time to spend on this.
So everyone fell into the trouble of happiness. People have never experienced this feeling, that is, when you gain too much...it is actually quite tiring.
During this period of time, people have become numb to things like numbers, or a certain department has reported that it has successfully taken over a certain institution, and how much highly valuable data, equipment, and assets have been harvested. It has become very difficult. Feel excited and excited about this again.
The wealth that a huge civilization acquires after it is completely accepted by human civilization can only be described in four words: immeasurable.
Everyone can clearly feel that after fully accepting the legacy left by the Storm Civilization, the take-off of human civilization will no longer be suppressed.
"Finally, finally it's done
"Huh... I have been working overtime for several years, and I can finally take a vacation to spend time with my family.
"Drink some tonight?"
"Okay.'
People were talking excitedly, waiting for the time to get off work
On this day, after Zhao Changxing announced that the reception of the legacy of the Storm Civilization had been initially completed, under the protection of the garrison fleet, several roller bases in the capital circle, which are famous for their entertainment industry, ushered in a large flow of passengers. break out.
Shopping malls, restaurants, amusement parks, tourist attractions and other places are overcrowded, and there are people everywhere with smiling faces.
The dark prospect of the future has truly appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Now, if you don't enjoy life and enjoy the benefits, what else can you do?
Compared with the warm atmosphere in almost every roller base and every residential spacecraft in human civilization, the residential spaceships of the Storm Nation placed around Planet 1 still maintain the dull and slightly depressing atmosphere of the past. Atmosphere.
The Storm Nation was established. The original regime has been overthrown, the head of state has been sworn in, and members of the leadership have been confirmed. Under the country, "provincial"-level governments responsible for managing hundreds to more than a thousand spaceships have also been established. Below that, there are "municipal"-level governments that manage dozens to hundreds of spaceships, and several governments that manage hundreds of ships. There are "county"-level governments that manage more than ten spaceships, and "township"-level governments that only manage one spaceship.
Relevant functional management departments equipped with each level of government, such as civil affairs, public security, spacecraft maintenance, medical, education and other departments have also been established.
The previous chaos has passed, and a new order has descended on every ship. The civilians of the Storm Country are carefully adapting to this new order that is completely different from the past, and they are living and surviving cautiously.
Although the supplies used to sustain life are not as abundant as before and cannot support the lavish spending in the past, there is still no pressure to maintain survival. At this moment, it has been determined that human civilization will not kill them, and the danger of survival can be guaranteed. On the surface, it seems that there is nothing to worry about. But relief and fear are still deeply buried in everyone's heart.
Avila got off work from the 31st Research Institute of Heat-Resistant Materials in the afternoon and hurried to the food supermarket. I bought enough food for today and hurried home.
There were not many people on the street, and although the lights were dim, they seemed unable to dispel the ubiquitous haze. Everyone I met on the road kept their heads down and walked in a hurry, and almost no one talked to them.
It's quiet like there's no one around.
You can often see security officers wearing new uniforms patrolling the streets, eyeing everyone who passes by, as if they are about to arrest people at the next moment.
I heard that several people were arrested yesterday on charges of "conspiracy to rebel" and were thrown into prison and never came back. Everyone is desperately trying to distance themselves from those people, for fear that they will be implicated.
Avila actually doesn't have too many ideas about so-called rebellion and independence. Deep down in his heart, of course he longs to return to the free, restrained, materially abundant life of the past, but that is just a better life, and has nothing to do with missing his motherland.
It doesn't matter where I live, as long as I can live a good life, does it matter whether I live in a storm civilization or a storm country?
Now, it is more realistic to make some achievements in the research institute, get a human green card as soon as possible, and obtain human status.
I heard that after becoming a human, you can have your own small spaceship, and you can travel freely to every place in the galaxy. Your material life can be almost completely satisfied, and you will be respected wherever you go.
"It would be great if I could become a human... With my ability, this day will never be too late. I'd better practice human social etiquette when I go back today, just in case something goes wrong in my future communication with others, That would be embarrassing, and you would be laughed at as a country bumpkin. Well, when you meet, should you say 'hello' or 'long time no see'? You have to check it out when you go back. By the way, you have to shake hands...
While practicing in his mind, Geng Shenglan hurried back home. But the thing that frightened him the most happened.
Two security officers were standing at the door. Seeing Avila coming, the two of them stepped forward at the same time, controlling him one on the left and the other on the right.
"Elvira? Come with us."
Avella stiffened and the food in her hand fell to the ground.
The chaotic cries of five wives and seventeen children came from behind the door, and Avila also howled miserably: "I have nothing to do with the rebels! You can't arrest me! Let me go." ,let me go!"
But no matter how much he cried, two security officers finally took him away by force. Avila is despairing.
But the development of things was not as he expected.
He boarded a small spaceship and flew for several days before stopping. Afterwards, he was ordered to put on a spacesuit and was taken to a small room.
The small room was divided into two parts by a row of iron bars. He was ordered to sit on a steel chair and then completely restrained.
"Have you been interrogated by Kaizhang?"
Amidst the anxiety and uneasiness, he saw a slightly older human walking in hastily.
"Humans? Humans interrogating me?'
When the human saw Geng Shenglan, he was obviously startled, and then roared angrily.
"Guard! Guard! I asked you to invite Mr. Avila, and this is how you invited him?!"
