The three red-haired gorillas silently pondered and reviewed the changes of late, their CPUs on the verge of burning out.
"So all of this was just to reassure Song He?" Orange Juice asked.
"Of course not!" Liu Li'an denied it. "I spent several hundred million building a building. How could it possibly be just to make Song He smile?"
"This serves two purposes. Besides telling Song He that we pose no threat, it also makes every red-haired gorilla understand deeply that, given our current meager strength, there will absolutely be no good outcome from opposing humans. Any resistance capable of producing a real impact on human society is extremely dangerous!"
The three subordinates' expressions turned solemn.
Liu Li'an sighed softly. "Our red-haired gorilla history and culture are practically nonexistent. Our species has no civilization of its own. The wisdom we've encountered from humans is certainly marvelous, but there is always a certain distance between us. Cultures suited to different species are bound to differ. We must establish our own historical memories and collective consensus. This may sound vague and intangible, but it concerns the survival or extinction of the entire red-haired gorilla species."
"We don't have the opportunity to go through a long civilization spanning hundreds or thousands of years like humanity. Our civilization has to mature early. This is the first step toward our early maturation!"
"When I encouraged everyone to surpass humans technologically as soon as possible, we were all blinded by the vision of victory I'd sketched out and fell into a feverish illusion of swift victory. But swift victory can only exist in reality as a pleasant surprise; it absolutely cannot exist in our thinking!"
"When feverish fantasies collide with the cruel gap of reality, everyone goes from one extreme to the other in an instant.