Chapter 290: Survive!?
From this point on, all combat-capable ships under the Hans Civilization had arrived in the star domain where the military parade was taking place.
At this moment, even Hans Ming, and Mai Si who had always opposed declaring war over there, looking at the overwhelming and densely packed massive fleet ahead, couldn’t help but feel a strong surge of impulse in their hearts.
There was one thing that Hans Qi had actually said correctly.
It was just a Second Level Primary Civilization; with these terrifying war machines in front of them, destroying the opponent would truly be “in an instant.”
Mai Si suddenly shivered and quickly drove this “crazy” thought out of his mind.
Yes, even if they won, so what?
Would the Hans Civilization take out 100 billion to customize advanced exclusive lifespan extension drugs for him?
Impossible.
Even as the Emperor of the Hans Civilization, Hans Ming.
On this matter concerning his own lifespan, he couldn’t push through opposition and use nearly a century’s worth of Empire revenue on himself.
If he really did that, forget the ordinary citizens.
Just the military generals alone, and the high officials present, would never easily let the Emperor off.
There’s a saying that goes very well: “Not resentful of scarcity, but of inequality.”
This point, applied to any carbon-based intelligent lifeform, is basically the same.
So, even if they defeated Human Civilization and absorbed all those resources under their command, what did it have to do with him, Mai Si?
His lifespan only had a short 20 years left.
Thinking of these things in his mind, when Mai Si looked at the warship formations in front of him, his eyes were no longer eager but showed a very cold expression.
In this instant, his goal was extremely firm.
Survive!
In the Solar System 7 light years away, at this moment, humanity had no knowledge of the massive changes happening in the Hans System.
Nowadays, Human Civilization’s revenue from leasing intelligent lifeforms of the Hans Civilization to vigorously develop the mining industry, as well as from renting and selling several resource planets to the Hans Civilization, combined, was fully sufficient to meet Human Civilization’s own development needs.
Of course, Human Civilization’s use of funds was just as the Hans Civilization had observed.
More than ten years ago, when they formally joined the Galactic Alliance, they had only a mere 40,000 battleships under their command.
And after so much time had passed, this number had only just barely grown to 50,000.
This point couldn’t help but make the Hans Civilization vigilant.
But evidently, under Hans Ming’s deliberate guidance, the current Hans Civilization completely ignored this anomaly.
Of course, part of Human Civilization’s revenue over these years needed to be used to pay the annual Star Gate loan repayments.
And the other part, the vast majority, was invested in technology research and development.
At the time of Human Civilization Committee’s establishment, the promise made by the leadership headed by Fan Ren: “Investment in technology research and development will forever not be less than 30% of the civilization’s total revenue.”
And until now, this proportion had been raised to 47%.
This was, in the history of Galactic Alliance development, aside from the Wise Civilization, a very rare phenomenon.
And was humanity truly the Wise Civilization?
Not yet for the time being.
However, as the scientific department under these years of massive fund investments, it had indeed made impressive achievements across the board in research and development in the scientific research field.
Nowadays, Chairman Fan Ren had focused most of his research and development energy in the hidden base laboratory in the Ross 154 system.
The many scientific research projects there were extremely sensitive, leaving him no time to attend to the development situation of Human Civilization’s main body.
But even so, with so much funding invested.
Such as nano-coats that can absorb and store oxygen molecules, brainwave transmission technology with higher information capacity, warship power comprehensive management technology at ultra-high pressure levels, and even anti-aging lifespan drugs that had shown no progress, and other technologies, all had made significant advances.
As of now, in the field of nano bioengineering, through the scientists’ efforts, humanity’s average lifespan had successfully been raised to 200 years.
Compared to the Earth era, this number had more than doubled.
It was evident that in this starry sky that Fan Ren had not attended to, Human Civilization had not slowed its pace of technology research and development due to his absence.
They were still striving and working tirelessly.
Blue Star Hub, Space Force Command Headquarters.
“Commander Liu, it’s time, you should get off work.”
A young guard looked at the white-haired elderly person in front of him with concern, trying to keep his voice low, afraid of startling the elderly person.
“Mm, dozed off again, no good, getting old.”
Liu Shengzhan opened his sleepy eyes; at this moment, his eyes no longer shone brightly as before.
Instead, they were cloudy, almost like at the end of life.
If Fan Ren were here, he would definitely see that Liu Shengzhan’s current appearance was strikingly similar to Elder Ye’s before his passing.
“Commander Liu, you look”
The guard subconsciously wanted to say something nice to cheer up the elderly person, but upon looking up and seeing the elderly person’s smiling and kind gaze, he didn’t know how to speak.
“Hehe, I know full well, old is old, nothing to fear. Come, help me up.”
Liu Shengzhan showed no concern on his face and smilingly extended his wrinkled hand.
“Alright, Commander Liu, take it slow, don’t rush.”
“You’ve worked hard. These days following this old man, you’ve racked your brains. Come on, tell me the truth, privately, haven’t you complained that this old man won’t listen to advice and stubbornly refuses to retire?”
The elderly person, supported to stand, had half his body leaning on the young guard. As if seeing the guard’s low mood, he tried to joke in his not-so-skilled way of comforting.
Upon hearing this, the guard first looked incredulously at the skinny Liu Shengzhan who had hardly any weight left, then shook his head repeatedly.
“Aren’t you slandering me? Who in the entire army doesn’t adore you.
Commander Liu, I grew up watching our Space Force documentaries.
I respect you immensely; you can’t say that about me.”
The young guard finally realized it was the elderly person’s joke and responded with a smile.
“Oh, then tell me about our Space Force’s development history. This old man is getting on in years; things from too long ago are a bit forgotten.”
Today’s Liu Shengzhan seemed very talkative; he looked at the guard expectantly. Perhaps as he said, for things too far in the past, this battle-hardened Human Military God had very fuzzy memories of those matters.
“That’s great. Speaking of our Space Force’s construction origins, the documentaries do mention it in detail.
Back then, under our Chairman’s Xinghai Technology’s efforts, we successfully landed on the Moon and subsequently began establishing humanity’s first off-Earth planet base.
Guanghan Palace!
