That was true.
To date, Meng Chao could still say that the "Fire Seed" lurking deep within his brain—or rather, the "Contribution Points System"—had brought more benefit than harm, more goodwill than malice, to both himself and Dragon City Civilization.
However, the increasingly bizarre conversations still kept Meng Chao from lowering his guard in the slightest.
"Can I understand it this way—"
Meng Chao said cautiously, "You will decide whether a civilization lives or dies based on your own judgment?
"For example, when you judge that Dragon City Civilization has no hope left, you will not hesitate to launch a Space-Based Orbital Strike and completely destroy Dragon City Civilization?"
"No. More accurately, it is not 'my judgment.'"
Zero corrected him. "It is the future I foresee as most likely to happen."
Meng Chao said, "You can foresee the future?"
"As long as one possesses enough initial data and sufficiently powerful computing power, anyone can foresee the future."
Zero said, "When one sees a pebble falling into the distance along a parabola, anyone can predict where it will land; when one sees a fair, plump infant, anyone can declare that he will die within one or two hundred years.
"Such predictions naturally cannot be one hundred percent accurate—the pebble might be intercepted, and the infant might undergo genetic modulation, be nourished by Spiritual Energy, and live for three or five hundred years. But broadly speaking, the answer is obvious.
"The more information we grasp and the stronger our computing power becomes, the more we can use the 'exhaustive method' to deduce the countless possibilities of the future. If, after tens of thousands or even hundreds of millions of Future Deductions, we still cannot find a way out for a civilization, then what is wrong with saying that it cannot escape its