Chapter 611 Cost
"This universe is really hopelessly big." He thought of this sentence again.
Compared to the tens of thousands of years of life expectancy for ordinary people in the Wanxiang Realm, the time left for Bai Mo is really too little.
Based on his current situation, it would take about 100 million saints connected to the thinking network to be able to share the power of Taoism.
Every time he loses one phase of power, he can delay the deadline of being completely enlightened for one year.
There are currently three billion Holy Adventurs on the earth, which can only give them thirty more years to live.
Moreover, he also discovered that as his strength continued to expand, the effect of sharing would gradually weaken, producing side effects similar to "drug resistance."
But after all, this is the only practical way at present. Even if it is drug-resistant, he can only continue until he finds a new path, or it becomes completely ineffective.
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According to Bai Mo's calculations, the ultimate goal of the first phase of Earth's development is to accommodate 300 billion intelligent beings, including 100 billion on land and 200 billion at sea.
The number 300 billion, when substituted into his estimated death time function, can provide approximately an additional five hundred years.
Five hundred years, plus the remaining three hundred years, there are only eight hundred years in the best case.
Eight centuries seems to be unimaginably long to ordinary people, but if a way to travel faster than the speed of light has never been invented, with the current technology of mankind, it will only be barely enough to escape from the "Island of the Sun" and reach several neighboring countries. galaxy.
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As for the Federation's plan to spend three centuries on a voyage to escape the solar system, it is too extravagant for Bai Mo now.
Because this means that more than half of the eight hundred years must be spent traveling.
Of course, the fifth-level ones with a thousand years of life on board the Luna, and the sixth-level ones with three thousand years of life, will think this is worth it. Even if everything else stagnates, they still have enough time to see the future.
What's more, the road to the seventh level has been paved, just waiting for them to take a step.
However, Bai Mo couldn't afford to wait. The hope of other galaxies was too far away. Even if he really escaped from Sun Island at any cost, there wouldn't be enough time left to do anything else.
So he chose to turn his attention to the sun and use the mass and energy of this star closest to him to support the trillions and trillions of "cells" that will support his existence in the future.
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Less than one billionth of the energy radiated from the sun could reach the former Earth, but this one billionth of light illuminated the entire human civilization.
If he becomes the new "sun" and uses the power of the entire star in a targeted manner, even if the current per capita energy consumption is increased a hundred times, it will be enough to feed billions of humans.
As for how to accommodate so many humans, he may eventually choose to tear the earth apart.
The current method of only living on the surface is too wasteful of material. The huge planet only uses a thin layer of land on the surface.
Based on the total amount of material on earth alone, if it were reshaped into a thin sheet only tens of meters thick, the number of humans it could accommodate would be tens of thousands of times greater than it is today.
Not to mention that he also left two planets, Mercury and Jupiter, as backup materials to practice and experiment with first.
It was based on this plan that Bai Mo chose to stay in the solar system.
His time now was too precious to waste on a long space voyage.
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Of course, all of this is still far away from the people living happily on the white land.
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one year later.
"The first artificial womb factory...?" A group of students from Tianqing University School of Medicine in White Land walked into a place full of supernatural atmosphere quite seriously.
They are the third batch of students to visit the factory since its opening.
The four-meter-high glass tank is filled with light yellow liquid and human embryos hanging upside down in it. The back of the tank is connected to a large number of conduits leading underground, transporting something constantly.
And there are so many glass pillars that you can’t even see them at a glance.
Light yellow almost occupies the entire world within sight, with only the occasional automatic robot patrolling by, bringing a few hints of gray and silver to the landscape.
These robots monitor the condition of each tank through built-in cameras.
In the lower right corner of each glass jar, there is written the corresponding number and the name of the parent who provided the germ cells, as well as the ID of the staff member responsible for management.
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"My mentor is a collaborator on the artificial womb project, but I really didn't expect it to be industrialized so quickly." The young man who led the team couldn't help but sigh after seeing all this.
Although he looks like a teenager, he is actually a middle-aged man in his early forties, an old man who has experienced previous eras.
Not only did the dense "womb forest" not scare him, but in the eyes of the tour leader, it even seemed a bit bewilderingly friendly.
"I heard, mentor, that your previous achievements will not be mass-produced until the technology is fully mature and profitable?"
"In the past, who would do anything that didn't make money, especially in biotechnology, where there is a bottomless pit of funds. You must find ways to recover costs." The team leader replied without thinking.
“But if the more we build, the more we lose, so why do we still build now?”
"Young people, there is market price, and then there is the concept of loss. Now that the entire earth is a planned economy, there is no market price, and naturally there is no loss.
As long as the prices of various instruments and raw materials are set at one cent, the losses will disappear. "The "middle-aged" team leader talked about some kind of strange economics seriously.
"But isn't this self-deception? The dishes in the canteen are all marked with prices! Who would sell them at a price of one cent?"
“Today’s transaction is just a ritual. The real buyer behind everything is the system, and all sellers are also systems.
From the farmers who grow grain, to the canteens who buy grain, to us who eat, no one will make a profit because of the change in price, and no one will lose because of the change in price.
Don’t forget that we are in a rationing world, and the currency of contribution points is just a game!
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"Can you please chat privately?" Another professor who was traveling with me stopped the team leader's endless lecturing.
"..."
The air was suddenly quiet.
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"Before, we didn't need to raise it, but now we don't even have to give birth to it..." After a while, a new complaint came out again, breaking the awkward silence.
Due to the low desire trend of the entire Taoist society and the disintegration of the concept of family, the fertility rate suddenly fell to an extremely low level.
As for ordinary humans who have undergone a ten-year transformation, their life spans have generally been extended to their early 200s, causing society to suddenly become a strange situation of "no life and no death".
On the one hand, no one wants to be born, and on the other hand, no one wants to die...