A Happy Conversation

"We regret the tragic fate of the Adelie Civilization." After listening to the Half-Gaia Life's account, the humans said, "We deeply sympathize with the disaster that befell the Adelie Civilization. We were merely fortunate enough that some of us survived and set out into the stars."

"Oh, could you tell me what kind of disaster you encountered?" This Half-Gaia Life had truly gone a very, very long time without communicating with sentient life. He seemed so lonely, and his emotions revealed how eager he was to hear humanity recount its past.

"Of course. That was back when we were still a Primitive Civilization. At the time, we were ambitiously carrying out even grander space programs. But disaster struck from the heavens—our star was destroyed by a sudden attack. Fortunately, a group of us survived at a base far from the star,

"From then on, our survivors did everything they could to stay alive. With the technology of a Primitive Civilization, we endured a perilous journey, encountered the creations of terrifying Alien Civilizations, fled in all directions, hid wherever we could, and ultimately became a Level 4 Civilization!

"This was a level we could never have imagined in the past. At last, we could easily cross the interstellar void! We thought that would make us safe, but the universe remained full of danger. We still had to hide and flee with utmost caution, because we knew full well that in a universe where no shared morality restrained civilizations, one wrong step could lead to irreversible ruin."

This time, humanity was doing the talking while Semi-Gaia Life Adelie listened quietly. At times like this, Semi-Gaia Life Adelie seemed very quiet, and he appeared to enjoy this back-and-forth exchange. Every so often, he would interject with a few words. The entire process was