Chapter 240 Not Suitable for Survival

If a civilization wants to develop for a long time, it must break away from its home planet. The resources of a planet are limited, and gathering all members of a civilization on one planet also poses huge safety risks. Therefore, everyone with normal The intelligent race with thinking ability must step into the starry sky after completing the accumulation of technology in the home star stage - or some other realm. In short, they must leave their cradle.

But the Erim elves are faced with a dilemma that makes them desperate: the distance between their cradle and the nearest supply point is enough to deter any elementary space civilization, and it is absolutely impossible to reach it with their original aerospace technology. , like other civilizations, they cannot find a stepping stone and resource origin in their own star system, and then slowly research various aerospace technologies with sufficient material and energy support, nor can they find a Proxima Centauri station that can be reached in their lifetime.

If a normal civilization wants to enter space, unless they are talented enough to develop deep space navigation technology and super-light engines directly on their home star behind closed doors without making any mistakes, they will definitely need to do so in their own original galaxy. Seek a springboard and launch a series of research using other planets at a suitable distance as a foothold. The initial accumulation of hyperdrive technology is accompanied by huge dangers. Many experimental facilities containing powerful power cannot be built directly on the home planet, and the most primitive hyperdrive fuel can usually only be used in gaseous giants that are not suitable for survival. Range mined to. Even without these two conditions, there should be at least one other sun around the original star system - this distance cannot be too far, at least to ensure that the original pioneers can reach it within a generation.

But the Erim elves have nothing. As soon as they break out of the gravity circle, they will face an impassable chasm - unless they have a way to directly develop deep space navigation facilities without skipping various transitional technologies. , otherwise we will be trapped in these tens of millions of light-years of desolate land.

It is not impossible to directly build a deep space starship with only one mother star, but it requires not only talent, but also great luck. After all, the Irem elves do not have such good luck. Failure to find the right path has exhausted various non-renewable resources on the planet, and then we can only face the tens of millions of light-years of desolate roads and slowly wait to die.

The planet began to dry up, its resources were extracted, and even the planet itself was reshaped into a floating space island around the sun with higher energy utilization efficiency. Then the space floating island was slowly reorganized into other forms. This group of people was trapped in the cradle. The elves can only use the limited things they have at hand to continuously transform and plan carefully to continue their civilization as much as possible. Their home world is beyond recognition and is becoming more and more overwhelmed. The elves of Irem who once thought they had reached the pinnacle of civilization have one day It was getting weaker and weaker day by day, and in the end it could only survive with a lonely sun and a floating space island that had been reshaped countless times and had almost no prototype. The population also began to decline sharply under the cruel resource restriction act.

"When I was born, Irem had reached the critical point of collapse," Hilda said quietly. "No matter how much we cherish our home, resources will continue to be consumed. There is no true reality in a lone star environment. In the sense of a sustainable resource circulation system. In the past few hundred years, we have even had to find ways to extract energy and matter from the sun. For this purpose, we have built many coronal stations - which are very dangerous facilities, costly and It is not stable enough, and the operation of each corona station requires huge human and material costs, and sometimes it even requires the lives of many outstanding magic experts, and this is only a stop-gap measure."

Hao Ren looked at Hilda curiously: "So you decided to build a portal when you found that you couldn't build a deep space spaceship?"

"Well, this was a grand plan proposed by my husband when he was still alive. Unfortunately, until he died in a corona station explosion, we were unable to build a truly stable super portal that could lead to the depths of the starry sky," Hill Da sighed, "After his death, I spent thirty years with all the efforts of the whole country to build a huge space-time accelerator. That thing almost consumed all the energy accumulated by the three corona stations in a hundred years. But it caused a huge accident when it was first started. I was on the observation tower witnessing the start-up ceremony with the ministers...and then everything exploded. I didn't know how serious the consequences would be, so now I We must go back as soon as possible, my people must be in chaos and they need someone to calm them down."

Vivian secretly glanced at Hilda with deep feelings: "I don't know why, but I always feel that I feel sympathy for those Irem elves..."

Lily nodded understandingly: "Because they are all poor."

Everyone stared at the heartless husky: Is this the right time to say such a thing in such a serious situation?

Yzaks smiled slightly and looked around at the others: "Now you know what I said to those demon hunters at that time, right? Resources are precious and cannot withstand internal friction. I took the immigration flight When the ship came over, I heard an old man say that any civilization has a 'fault tolerance value' in the development process. This fault tolerance value is determined by factors such as their home resource reserves, the race's own development ability, and the home environment. The higher the resource reserves, , the better the surrounding environment of the home world and the stronger the civilization's own development ability, the higher the fault tolerance value, and vice versa. If a civilization wants to develop, it must move to other nearby places before the resources in one area are exhausted. , for this reason, they must learn to protect the environment to reduce losses, plan routes to prevent going astray, and most importantly, try to avoid internal friction to prevent waste. The resource reserves and surrounding environment of the home world are determined by fate, and people can only decide Himself. Many races were born in fertile places. The planet is rich in products, and there are sufficient resource production areas and springboards around the planet. So they waste wantonly and use all their family wealth in civil war. Only when they finally wake up do they realize that they have Even the last spaceship to Proxima Centauri cannot be built, and some races are born in desolate and barren places. They must make careful calculations every step they take - whether they can leave the cradle alive in the end is still unknown. Unfair things in the world A lot, and nothing is more unfair than this kind of 'racial fate'. To be honest, I think the people on earth are a bit like prodigal sons of well-off families - your solar system has big and small springboards like Mars and the moon. Giant resource stations like Saturn and Jupiter, every planet around you is piled with fuel and spacecraft shells, and they are all so close that they can be reached with almost the most primitive chemical fuel spacecraft, but you are busy Dropping more bombs on the heads of your own people - this is stupid, just as stupid as the idiots back home. Look at those Irem elves, their fault tolerance is even negative..."

Hao Ren looked at Y'Zhaks in surprise. It was rare for him to see this big demon speaking in such a fierce tone for such a long period of time. This big, fierce-looking man was usually very kind and gentle, and he never spoke much. . He vaguely realized something: the story Hilda told touched a sensitive point in this big devil's heart, which might be related to the latter's past.

And Yzaks waved his hands apologetically after noticing that the expressions of the people around him were different: "I said something harsh, don't mind."

The corners of Vivian's mouth raised slightly: "No... I think what you said is very good, so good that it shouldn't be said from the mouth of a demon."

Yzaks smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "You are not the first to say that."

"I thought a lot after coming to another world." Hilda was silent for a long time before suddenly speaking again. "For the first time, I confirmed the existence of other races and even other worlds. I also confirmed many conjectures of scholars in our tribe. During the two days I was on Earth, I happened to watch your science program and learned what your star system looks like and how far away you are from the nearest star - I felt incredible. We have been curious about whether our surrounding environment is It's normal, but we can't find any reference points at all, so we're not sure whether the Erim elves are too stupid or too unfortunate to reach this point. Now I feel relieved - maybe those people really shouldn't be blamed scholar."

"Except for special cases, few intelligent races are truly stupid," the data terminal suddenly said. "As long as they are enterprising, they deserve praise. The rest should not be harshly criticized even if they go astray or even end up trapped and dead on their home planet. , because it is indeed a very difficult task to step into the sea of ​​stars, and it often depends on luck. Sometimes a race cannot find a way out of gravity despite all the hard work. It is not that they are not working hard enough or smart enough, it is simply not enough. Just lucky.”

A slight buzzing sound came from somewhere in the spacecraft.

The virtual image around the bridge became bright again, and a brilliant and dazzling sun appeared in the corner of the screen.

"Irem is here," the data terminal said.