Classmates, We Are Still a Noob Civilization

Sha Sanli, the great villain, had delivered this speech with surprising sincerity. Who knew how many times he had revised it?

Even Lu Yuan felt deeply moved.

His relative, the Super-Thinker Comrade Shamo, must have helped write it, right?

"Classmates, stepping into society does not mean relaxing, nor does it mean comfort and idleness. It is a glorious moment when you take on responsibility."

"No one remains a child forever. Once you enter society, you will become adults, and you need to understand some truths about this world."

"We are a weak civilization. You should have learned the basic facts about Pangu Continent... It has not been easy for us to survive until now."

"Peace is not common. Peace must be won through war."

"War is not far from us. It may come tomorrow, or next year, but it will come eventually. Classmates, death is only an instant away."

"Being prepared for danger in times of peace is something every one of us needs to understand."

"Our civilization has no qualified universities or research institutes. Much of our material wealth was left behind by the Green Field Civilization. Yet we have never possessed the Green Field Civilization's soft power."

"Many things must be built from scratch, and without a doubt, you will shoulder this difficult responsibility."

The speech was both inspiring and mentally pressuring.

Human 18 Civilization had roughly forty thousand native residents, distributed in a pyramid by age. The oldest was already over three hundred years old—some Innate Great Grandmaster—while the youngest had only just been born.

There were more than fifty thousand children raised by society, ranging from sixteen to twenty-five years old. They had awakened from hibernation in batches rather than all at once.

In the society of the past, such a massive population influx would have