Gangduo outlined their next steps. "Fortunately, this journey to visit a Peak Civilization was going to take a very long time to begin with. That's why our soldiers and workers all brought their families. With families as its basic units, our society functions relatively well. We're effectively a civilization with a smaller population."
"If we allow them to have children and establish a good education system, then keep it up for a few generations, getting the next generation out of the Abyss alive shouldn't be much of a problem."
"We must maintain a population of over ten thousand and foster a healthy social atmosphere to resist the mental encroachment of the 'Homeless.' With too few people, we'll all go mad."
"So that works too..." Zhang Ming genuinely had no idea what to say. These people truly lived up to their reputation as a long-established civilization. They had plenty of experience venturing out into the world!
For a long voyage, they simply brought the whole family along. They were even planning kindergartens... They were settling in for a protracted struggle!
Then another thought struck him. Having a few little kids to play with might be pretty nice, too?
Old Zhang was an old fellow over forty and approaching fifty. The older he got, the more he liked children. He thought tender, adorable little babies were full of vitality and hope!
But Macrosteel babies, male or female, were born with big beards. Their tiny bodies bore the appearance of middle-aged men.
Thinking of it that way made it feel a little strange again.
"Children born in this godforsaken place... won't there be any lasting effects?"
Gangduo said with some distress, "Newborn children have no intelligence and aren't affected by the 'Homeless.' But as they grow older, right up until adulthood, the period