The question Luo Li asked was crucial.
How were they going to handle these surviving descendants of the Great Xia Federation?
Over five billion years, technology had repeatedly advanced to some extent, only to be beaten back to square one again.
As a result, the humans on New Earth no longer possessed the wisdom of the first generation of survivors. They had even forgotten the Great Xia Federation.
A full three hundred billion humans remained in the age of cold weapons. Even if you ran over and told them the truth now, they would not understand it at all.
In other words,
on the surface, Wang Feng's actions had preserved humanity, but in reality, they had completely erased it.
To the point that the humans of today and the humans of the former Great Xia Federation could practically be seen as separate civilizations, aside from having the same biological structure.
All along, Wang Feng had only been thinking about how to ensure his people survived, without considering anything else.
Now that Luo Li had pointed it out, his expression turned somewhat grim.
Had he
made the wrong choice?
"Could we let the humans in Stos develop on their own for a while? Once they can leave their home planet and possess the basic knowledge needed to accept the truth, we can tell them everything and bring them back into the Great Xia Federation?"
"Bring them back into the Great Xia Federation?"
"Teacher, what is wrong with that? Since the Great Xia Federation still exists, surely these people should return to the Federation!"
"Who told you the Great Xia Federation still existed?"
"This..."
Luo Li's words instantly left Wang Feng confused.
If the Great Xia Federation no longer existed, then what was Teacher? And what were all these human fleets?
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