"Commander, it's been almost three thousand years since we cracked the Pudolad Civilization's Gene Lock, but that batch of Pudolad people we raised still hasn't produced any genius scientists. I'm starting to believe that theory now." On the Lyra, a young-looking scientist said to Yue Yuan, who was seated in front of him.
He was Long Xinglv, one of the genius scientists among Human Civilization's current scientists who could understand their own characteristic technology.
As a top scientist, he interacted with Yue Yuan often and had long since learned that Yue Yuan was, in truth, still the supreme leader of Human Civilization in actual power. Likewise, he also knew that Yue Yuan was a lonely old man who had lived for an unknown number of years.
"What about the Soft-Star People?" Yue Yuan lifted a cup of unknown green liquid and took a sip. It came from the leaves of some tree collected on an unnamed planet. After modification, it had become something similar to tea. It tasted mellow and fragrant, and was an indispensable beverage in human daily life.
"They're even worse. Many civilizations now suspect the Soft-Star People weren't actually the species that created Space Folding technology, but their subspecies, or perhaps even an experimental race that was created." As Long Xinglv spoke, he also picked up his cup. But he found a tiny sip unsatisfying and simply gulped down several big mouthfuls.
After setting down the cup, Long Xinglv continued, "Those civilizations are probably very disappointed, but they still haven't given up their research. The Silver Heart Civilization once proposed putting all the Pudolad people together, but not a single civilization agreed."
Yue Yuan nodded. He knew about that.
The Silver Heart Civilization clearly wanted to try gathering the Pudolad people together, turning them into a single