I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 1017 - 626 Lurking_2
Chapter 1017: Chapter 626: Lurking_2
Chapter 1017 -626: Lurking_2
“These third generation people don’t understand anything at all! They lack the spirit of sacrifice. They selfishly pursue self-satisfaction, and forget what has supported humanity up to today. If it were before, someone in the military who dared to gossip like that would have been arrested already. Now their boldness grows because they’re relying on the law not to blame the crowd.”
Dylan Mitchell became increasingly angry as he spoke.
Quentin Cooper smiled, “Calm down, you are my successor, you have to learn to be tactful and consider things from others’ perspectives. As Dr. Emerson has already said, although the brain structure of the third generation of humans is identical to ours, their thought quantum spirals have changed somewhat, making them more unpredictable and elusive than those born near the Milky Way like us.”
“This has helped their scientific creativity, but at the same time, it inevitably makes their emotions more unpredictable. We need the strength of the third generation, and we have to face the accompanying drawbacks.”
“Actually, fighting side by side is the best way to resolve differences. Only those who have experienced the battlefield and survived can truly understand the depth of our enemies’ hostility and how suffocatingly powerful they are. Unfortunately, we carry out secret missions and must conceal the scale of our military strength, deploying only small elite forces for contact each time, and sometimes even having to abandon our comrades again and again. We endure, hide, and move forward, all for the sake of reaching our final destination.”
“The ignorance of the third generation is not their fault. After all, people are social beings, and the information society conveys greatly influences one’s way of thinking. Perhaps some people even mistake the history we depict as fabricated lies. But as long as we can reach the Galactic Center, all these difficulties and obstacles will vanish.”
Dylan Mitchell nodded, “I understand, sir. But those idle words…”
“I have arrangements.”
Twelve hours later, at the fleet’s routine high-level meeting, Quentin Cooper made a controversial speech.
“Starting tomorrow, I will implement a first-level military control strategy within the fleet to punish the second and third generation who spread misleading words. Additionally, I will carry out a zoning management policy.”
As soon as he finished speaking, General Cage raised his hand.
“Please, General Cage.”
“In the original plan, we were supposed to reach the Galactic Center between 2980 and 2985, and decide whether or not to initiate the first-level control around 2970, depending on the situation. The ones making that decision should be the vigorous successors, not us. Despite the change in circumstances and idle gossip, I don’t think the situation has become so serious yet. There’s a Chinese proverb stating that it is easier to dam a river than to silence the people’s tongues. Shouldn’t we give the successors appropriate freedom? Completely restricting freedom will limit creativity, causing the successors to lose their souls and dull the fleet’s blades.”
Quentin Cooper was taken aback, not expecting General Cage to oppose.
It was exceedingly rare for divisions to arise among the fleet’s top commanders.
Although Quentin Cooper could still demand the enforcement of his decision, out of respect for General Cage, he slightly changed his mind. Following a brief discussion, they decided to implement only the second-level military control, leaving some privacy for the fleet’s members and not directly investigating or holding them responsible. Instead, they would focus on ideological education work.
The education work seemed to have an effect, as the second-level control changed the atmosphere to some extent. The tighter work arrangements also suppressed the idle thoughts of the second and third generation.
However, there were always ways around the policies. The more they were suppressed, the more these people found methods.
A new kind of language was quietly born.
This language didn’t make any sound but conveyed messages through a series of actions or the arrangement of objects.
Instead of calling it a language, it would be more apt to say it was a vast set of code signals.
The inventor of this language was a highly talented senior researcher who took part in the core stages of the Prometheus Project, considering the differences in thought patterns between the first, second, and third generation humans to the extreme.
The seemingly casual small gestures, such as the frequency of steps when walking, the direction of the soles of the feet, the amplitude of arm swings, and the curvature of fingers, etc., conveyed a wealth of information to the more adaptable third generation.
Communication methods moved from overt to “underground”; sometimes, people sitting several tables apart in the cafeteria would quietly exchange information during a meal.
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This newly invented body language was vastly different from past human thinking and was not in the database of the fleet’s artificial intelligence, Star.
Intelligent monitoring could only draw vague conclusions through extensive analysis, suspecting that there was something in it, but the evidence wasn’t conclusive enough to determine or decipher.
Information circulated silently like an undercurrent.
Quentin Cooper was vaguely aware of this, yet he quietly let it be.
Another unavoidable problem appeared before him.
According to the original distant voyage plan, the first generation members of the fleet were now gradually passing away.
Those who were already over a hundred years old when they boarded the ship were bound to reach the end of their lives during the nearly two hundred years of the journey.
The emergence of cryogenic technology changed the situation somewhat, allowing some of those facing inevitable death to extend their lives in the cryogenic chamber and wait for the most appropriate time to radiate their light and heat in the most brilliant way.
