bestfiction Chapter 1387 Privilege is also a constraint (Thanks to the amazing Tide Cool Girl for the generous r
Chapter 1387 Privilege is also a constraint (Thanks to the amazing Tide Cool Girl for the generous r
Ye Changsheng nodded, and he followed Chen Mu, leaping down from the sky.
In just a few seconds, the two arrived directly above the cellar.
The path leading to the cellar has been almost completely blocked.
But for Chen Mu, it was a minor issue.
He manipulated his innate evil energy without lifting a finger; a faint, invisible aura appeared before him in the form of a cone-shaped protective shield.
Chen Mu continued walking downwards on his own, paying attention to everything within 10 meters in front of him—
Whether it's a solid concrete wall, a heavy metal door, or a hard rock...
They all seemed to dissolve in sulfuric acid, turning into wisps of smoke in front of Chen Mu.
Soon, the two arrived at a depth of 100 meters underground.
Before the two stood a heavy gate, constructed of both concrete and metal.
This level of security is far superior to even the doors of a bank vault.
However, to Chen Mu, it was nothing more than tofu dregs.
Chen Mu didn't even have to lift a finger before the solid door turned to dust.
Faced with innate, unpredictable energy, even the most advanced human technology is powerless.
For the first time, Chen Mu felt the fragility of human technology in the face of innate demonic energy.
Suddenly, Chen Mu thought of something and asked Ye Changsheng beside him:
"Chief Night, I'm quite curious."
Those who reach the level of a Ghost Lord or higher possess their own innate Ghost Qi.
This thing can generate itself, endlessly and continuously! Unlike those below the Ghost King level, it doesn't need to absorb monsters from heaven and earth.
This means that a powerful being at the level of a Demon Lord already possesses the ability to leave this planet and survive alone in the universe.
Since relying on human technology makes it difficult to survive in space for an extended period of time, interstellar escape is impossible.
And what about those at the Lord-level? For them, whether to flee or not is entirely a matter of choice, requiring no skill whatsoever.
Ye Changsheng said, "Boss Chen, I understand what you mean. You mean, are there any powerful individuals who escaped into space and survived as the seeds of humanity?"
I can tell you with certainty that there is no.
The core of the escape plan was not to survive, but to prolong the journey.
It is so that, in the worst-case scenario, humanity and human civilization can continue. They can slowly multiply in the depths of space, and one day return to their homeland.
Therefore, although it is called an escape, it is for the sake of returning in the future.
You can think of this as a 'circuitous operation' that has lasted for hundreds or thousands of years. Although we are currently retreating and fleeing, we will return in the future.
Even Dr. Shen refused to run away out of fear of battle.
Under such a core principle, it is impossible to allow the strong to leave.
Even the strongest can only protect one person. If he goes to deep space, it's a true escape, a means to survive, and it will also weaken top-tier combat power.
As far as I know, no powerful individual has ever ventured into deep space alone.
"And Mr. Chen, you're very clever. You should be able to guess why this 'escape plan' reserved 20% of the spots for the relatives and descendants of top-tier experts."
As someone who deeply understands human nature, Chen Mu had already figured it out when Ye Changsheng hesitated to speak.
For the grand vision of "building a cosmic society and returning to the future in a roundabout way," these 20% of the slots are almost useless, and can even be described as a waste of resources.
Allocating these 20% of the spots to the strong appears to be a form of privilege and corruption.
However, the issue is not that simple; it contains deeper implications beyond privilege and corruption.
Binding!
Rocket launches will only be initiated in the most critical moments.
Before that, the rocket remained at the launch center. The families of these powerful individuals were also unable to escape into deep space.
These "family members who had the opportunity to escape but did not leave" will become a concern for the strong.
Having something to care about prevents one from deserting one's post and motivates one to do one's best.
It can be said that these 20% of the spots are a promise to the strong to continue their lineage.
To fulfill this promise, the strong must fight desperately to protect the world; this is the price they pay.
Although most strong individuals would fulfill their duties even without this promise.
However, with more commitments and more constraints, there is also more security.
The 20% of the spots were not wasted; the other 80% were investments in the future, investments in returning a thousand years from now. The remaining 20% were investments in the present; the strong paid the price for their families.
There's no such thing as a free lunch. Sometimes, privileges can also be a form of constraint.
Chen Mu sighed inwardly, realizing that no one at the top of a super organization like Storm Defense Line was a fool. Giving up 20% of the spots as a privilege was an unbreakable, overt conspiracy.
"Who came up with this idea? They're a smart person," Chen Mu said.
"Who came up with this idea is unknown; perhaps many people discussed it in meetings. After all, no matter what, quotas must be reserved for the families of powerful individuals," Ye Changsheng said.
As they spoke, the two entered the "cellar".
The temperature inside was very cold, probably below zero.
The refrigeration equipment had stopped working, and even the copper pipes were starting to rust. However, the "cellar" was still quite cold, indicating that the insulation was very effective.
The two arrived at the "black coffin" in the "cellar". Chen Mu saw that there was an electronic screen on it, but the screen had been turned off.
Chen Mu asked Ye Changsheng, "Do you know how to start it?"
Ye Changsheng shook his head. "I'm not a technician. I can barely understand logs and such, but when it comes to actually operating an unfamiliar instrument, Mr. Chen, you overestimate me."
"Then I'll just open it," Chen Mu said.
Whether Ye Changsheng agrees or not is irrelevant. Asking beforehand is a sign of respect.
After all, this "black coffin" belongs to the Storm Defense Line.
"No problem, go ahead and open it. It's been so long, it's probably useless by now," Ye Changsheng said.
Chen Mu wanted to open the "black coffin" for a very simple reason.
Chen Mu had already completed the entire exploration of the launch center.
Apart from a large number of skeletal remains, Chen Mu found no trace of Shen Hanmeng.
Only this "black coffin" has not yet been opened by Chen Mu.
If none of these things are here, then Shen Hanmeng will either die somewhere else or become a pile of bones that are indistinguishable from the rest of her life.
It is almost impossible to revive Shen Hanmeng.
Chen Mu still had some hope. He had read a lot of science fiction novels, and similar "survival pods" should look something like this.
This thing in front of me is probably an experimental "survival pod".
Is anyone inside? Could it be Shen Hanmeng?
Chen Mu wasn't sure, but his intuition told him it was very likely.
Chen Mu used his innate evil energy, exerting force from all four corners simultaneously, to violently lift the lid upwards!