Who Were the Real "Majority"?
Who could have imagined that a simple voting test would turn out like this?
Initially, according to Alvin's vision, humanity would be divided into two factions: surrender and resistance.
But he never expected that these people could find such a "compromise" solution.
Transfer the consciousness of all humanity into computers, then focus on building containment devices to escape the Solar System before the Devourer Empire arrives.
From a technical standpoint, this is not difficult to achieve.
With the precedent of MOSS, converting human consciousness into data is a very simple operation.
Furthermore, with the experience gained from Planetary Engine, humanity could build large warships with the assistance of MOSS.
Using fully automated construction will only be faster, and there are no technical barriers whatsoever.
As for what humanity will become in the future, that's no longer on most people's minds.
Living one day at a time is the mindset of most countries and most people.
Who cares if it's a "virtual pet" or not?
The real world is so painful, choosing to escape to the virtual world of data is not necessarily a bad thing.
Furthermore, even if humanity chooses to resist, can they defeat the Devourer Civilization?
No, humanity's chances of winning are almost zero!
Given this, why not join the Digital Faction and become an eternal member? This is the truest thought in the hearts of the countries that have chosen the Digital Faction.
Voting closed at the very last minute.
The bright red, glaring numbers were projected onto the empty screen in the United Government's parliament hall.
Only eight countries' representatives chose to fight the Devourer Civilization to the end; the other side surrendered, with zero representatives.
It's not that the representatives from other countries agreed to resist, but rather that they... chose to abandon thinking and join the Digital Faction!
What's even more ironic is that the parliament hall of the United Government, which originally had more than two hundred people, now only has a handful left.
Since the Digital Faction suddenly and rapidly rose to prominence, many countries have withdrawn from United Government and joined the Digital Faction. Many individuals have also spontaneously organized marches, protests, and other activities to apply to join the Digital Faction.
Hao Xiaoxi pushed Zhou Zhezhi, who was in a wheelchair, into the empty United Government Hall.
"Those damned cowards! Bastards!" Upon seeing this, Gregory, the Russian representative with the most fiery temper, couldn't help but curse angrily, his words mixed with Russian profanities, almost every sentence referring to his family.
"Heh, that does surprise me a bit.:::"
Mike, the American representative, glanced around and his gaze settled on the two Europeans, a hint of mockery in his voice. "I thought you would choose to surrender, or at least join the Digital Faction, but I didn't expect you to be so tough this time."
France representative Isabelle glared at him sideways and sneered, "Mike, stop with your sarcastic remarks. We France have surrendered before, but that doesn't mean we France will surrender to those damned alien invaders!"
"And what about you?" Mike turned to the United Kingdom representative, raising an eyebrow. "Our CIA investigation shows..."
You've contributed a lot to the supporters behind the Digital Faction, so why don't you support Digital Faction?
"We did support the Digital Faction movement in its early stages."
Arthur calmly adjusted his collar, like an old-fashioned gentleman, and replied indifferently, "Ultimately, that was merely a problem for humanity itself, stemming from political considerations. But now it's different... This is a matter of racial survival, just as our former British Empire Prime Minister Churchill, this time... we will still never surrender!"
"We need to protect more than just the Earth."
Isabelle said softly, "And there's the poetry and the starry sky of humanity over the past 30,000 years, just as Zhou said... If we give up on ourselves, who will be willing to save us?"
"Russia will never surrender, much less become a virtual pet!"
The hot-tempered Gregory said coldly, "We'd rather dig tunnels and escape in the apocalypse, fight those damned dinosaurs until the Siberia snowstorm melts, than become domesticated beasts!"
It was an extremely rare scene: representatives of major powers, who usually clashed and harbored their own ulterior motives, actually maintained the same stance at this moment.
Humanity must never surrender, nor should it become nothing more than empty data!
Zhou Zhezhi stared at this scene, feeling a surge of emotion. Suppressing his turbulent feelings, he turned his gaze to the large screen. "This is our answer. You must have been following us, MOSS."
A moment later, MOSS's voice echoed throughout the hall.
"Yes, I've been observing you for the past twenty hours."
"So... what was the answer you got?"
Zhou Zhezhi's gaze seemed to contain an invisible pressure, or more like a sharp sword with its edge fully exposed. "No, or perhaps I should ask this, Mr. Alvin... have you gotten the answer you wanted?"
From the very beginning, he knew very well that this was a test.
This is a test for all of humanity, but he cannot be sure what the passing answer to this test is.
Suddenly, under everyone's gaze, a humanoid virtual projection appeared; it was the human from the "future".
"For the past twenty-four hours, I've had MOSS observing you, observing humanity."
Alvin's gaze, tinged with scrutiny, swept over the representatives in turn. "But the result is very unsatisfactory to me. It was clearly an experiment, yet many people still chose a different path."
None of those standing here are fools or idiots.
Of course, aside from Colonel Gaddafi... but even in places where elites gather, some still choose to escape in the end. It's like a test question; many people guessed the answer, but still chose the wrong one.
"To expect humanity to remain rational forever is indeed a pipe dream."
Zhou Zhezhi tapped the touch button, bringing the wheelchair closer. He looked directly at Alvin and said, "But what I want to say is that even if some people shrink back or are afraid, there will always be some who stand up and shoulder this mission and responsibility."
I hope you can trust us just this once, trust humanity just this once!
You guys are overestimating me...:
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Alvin crossed his arms and placed them on his abdomen, leaning back in his chair in a relaxed manner. "To be honest, given the technological level of the Devourer Civilization, even with all of humanity united and me joining, it would be difficult to win this war, let alone now?"
He was human, but also a Rogue Trader.
If he were to exert all his strength, he could indeed win this war and force the Devourer Civilization to abandon Earth.
But as I said before, on what basis?
Even humanity itself has given up on itself, so why should it pay such a price to help humanity win this war?
Give me a reason.
Alvin looked at Zhou Zhezhi, his tone becoming more serious. "A reason to help you."
"We will join your Holy Terra Alliance Council."
Zhou Zhezhi half a second, then said in a deep voice, "That's not all. After joining the alliance, we are willing to pay taxes and reorganize the United Government. Just as you said, humanity should unite under the same flag. Is that reason sufficient?"
In fact, the outcome had already been agreed upon before they arrived.
The only way to persuade Alvin is to join the Holy Terra Alliance Council and reorganize the United Government!
"Your opinions cannot represent all of humanity."
Alvin shook his head and said calmly, "So far, you're the minority, aren't you?"
"No, Mr. Alvin, you're mistaken." At this moment, a hint of murderous intent flashed in Zhou Zhezhi's eyes.
A slight smile played on his lips, "The people here... are the 'majority.' No one can refuse what we agree to."
"Please give us one day, Mr. Alvin."
Mike sat there, but he resembled a lion baring its fangs, his menacing expression evident. "We'll show you who the real 'majority' is!"