"Do we... really have to choose the social public child-rearing system?"
Lü Yongchang murmured to himself, his expression wavering and his brows tightly knitted.
The miserable state of the Proxima Centauri Humans Civilization was still vivid in his mind.
Over the past few years, with information provided by the Human Federation Academy of Sciences, the Proxima Centauri Humans Civilization had finally managed to regain a precarious foothold—the communal child-rearing system had been reinstated.
Due to the scarcity of resources, even with the social public child-rearing system, the overall fertility rate of the Proxima Centauri Humans Civilization barely matched its death rate.
Put simply.
Without outside help, the Proxima Centauri Humans Civilization had now completely lost all potential for development.
After the Star Eater had siphoned off enormous amounts of energy, the Proxima Centauri System's primary star had entered its twilight years.
This already resource-poor stellar system now looked even more desolate.
And after enduring such warfare and wasting so many resources, the Proxima Centauri Humans Civilization had naturally lost all hope of leaving the Proxima Centauri System.
Now, all their efforts amounted to nothing more than a futile struggle on the brink of their civilization's extinction.
It was precisely because Lü Yongchang understood this so well that he was so conflicted.
The social public child-rearing system was an exceptionally sharp double-edged sword.
At the cost of blood, the Proxima Centauri Humans Civilization had blazed a rugged path for the Human Federation.
Although that path ended at a precipice, the Human Federation could still draw many essential lessons from it.
Lü Yongchang took a deep breath, looked at the Holographic Interface glowing softly blue before him, and slowly rose from his seat.
"Zero, contact Chairman Hong for me."
"Understood."
Dawn Star City One, Human Federation Parliament.
The doors slowly opened,