"Of course. The entire civilization will operate according to my will."
Zhao Cheng said.
"First, every position that can be replaced by machines will be replaced by machines. With current technology, human labor will only drag down production efficiency. Then, five percent of all production resources will be converted into resource points and divided equally as basic welfare guarantees. Of the remaining ninety-five percent, aside from the resources necessary to maintain production, everything else will be supplied to the Academy of Sciences..."
"All technical training institutions will be abolished. All existing qualification assessments will be abolished. Paths of advancement will be simplified and fixed, while paths into the Academy of Sciences will be opened. From now on, there will be only two classes: commoners and the Academy of Sciences. Knowledge will be the only ladder for advancement..."
In truth, such a model was not the most beneficial one for Zhao Cheng. He had created it to gather the wisdom of a vast empire and conduct targeted research into the apocalypse.
And as everyone knew, pressure was better at forcing people to improve. If he implemented a last-place elimination system—where anyone unable to meet their learning or research targets within a fixed period was directly humanely destroyed—the research efficiency of the entire civilization could increase by at least fifty percent.
That was merely the lower limit. The actual upper limit depended on just how much pressure he applied.
But while his moral bottom line was flexible, he did have one in the end.
Indeed, he was researching the apocalypse in order to save the world better, but that was by no means a reason to abandon all limits.
With limits, he might lose some things. But without any limits, he would lose everything.
Zhao Cheng did not dare guarantee what sort