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Looking at the profound maxim in the book—"Give civilization to the years, not years to civilization..." Hu Tao's brows furrowed slightly.

She shook her head, her twin ponytails swaying gently with her movements, appearing particularly vivid in the tranquil Hall of Rebirth. Her eyes flickered with confusion and curiosity about the words.

Unable to suppress her doubts, Hu Tao walked lightly toward Zhong Li. She found that he was also engrossed in the book "The Three-Body Problem" in his hands, with several cups of tea that had gone cold on the table.

"Zhongli, do you know what this sentence means?"

Zhongli raised his head, his eyes as calm as a deep pool. He gently closed the book, slowly picked up his teacup, exuding a composed and unhurried demeanor.

He took a sip of tea carefully, and then slowly replied in a tone that was both serious and courteous:

“Hmm… I think it roughly means ‘drink tonight and be merry.’” A faint smile flashed in his eyes. “In their view, civilization is not about continuing for the sake of continuing, but about giving meaning to civilization by the people living in it.”

After hearing this, a look of sudden realization flashed in Hu Tao's eyes. She nodded, but seemed to be thinking about something.

She gently touched her chin with her fingers, her plum blossom-like pupils darting around in their sockets. After a moment of contemplation, she finally spoke, her voice carrying a hint of firmness and philosophical insight:

“Hmm… I think their point of view is correct. How can people get anxious about a future that is so far away?” Her voice grew stronger. “Cherishing the people in front of you and living in the present is the most correct choice!”

……

In an era known as "the age of civilization," human society and technology developed rapidly, establishing new political systems not only on Earth but also expanding into interstellar space, assembling powerful space fleets. Zhangbeihai awakened in this transformative era, entering a new century.

Zhang Beihai's primary concern was the massive interstellar spaceships—the stellar-class long-range fleet—which represented humanity's commitment to the future. To prevent the escape tendencies brought about by the ideological imprint, Zhang Beihai was appointed as the executive captain of the "Natural Selection," and all orders required his approval, thus realizing his dream of an interstellar spaceship.

He learned that these spacecraft could only reach their maximum speed at the highest propulsion power of the "Forward 4". To adapt to the strong gravity, the cabin was filled with "deep-sea acceleration fluid" so that the crew could breathe directly inside the cabin.

When the Trisolaran fleet's probes arrived in the solar system, humanity, for political and military interests, decided to send all its star-class warships to form a joint human fleet, demonstrating humanity's space military power and intercepting the Trisolaran probes.

At the handover ceremony before the mission, Zhang Beihai succeeded Dongfang Yanxu as captain of the "Natural Selection". However, unexpectedly, Zhang Beihai took advantage of the command vacuum to cut off the ship's communications and ordered the ship to enter "Forward IV" acceleration mode, preparing to escape.

Before the "deep-sea acceleration fluid" filled the cabin, Zhang Beihai firmly issued the order: "Natural selection, advance four!" With this order, the spaceship, carrying Zhang Beihai and his belief from two centuries ago, began its escape journey into the depths of space.

……

"Is this Zhang Beihai a member of the Steel Seal Clan? I saw him shoot down an old astronaut, putting human technological development on the right track. I thought his unwavering belief was that humanity would prevail."

Seeing this, Paimon scratched her little head, somewhat puzzled. She didn't understand why someone who had done so much for humanity would end up taking an entire spaceship and fleeing their home.

"Hmm...maybe he actually thought from the beginning that humanity couldn't possibly defeat the Trisolaran fleet, and he wanted to save a portion of humanity, even if it was just one ship."

Having traveled to four countries, Yingmei was clearly more astute than Paimon. She crossed her arms, rested her chin on her hand, and after a moment of thought, spoke to Paimon.

“I understand…” Paimon said softly, a hint of sadness in his voice. “In this difficult war, even heroes may be forced to make difficult choices.”

……

When the escape of the "Natural Selection" was discovered, the Asian Fleet reacted swiftly, dispatching four star-class warships in pursuit. Among them, the Blue Space, under Chu Yan's command, entered "Advance Four" mode without waiting for orders from the command ship. However, compared to two thousand warships, the escape of the Natural Selection seemed insignificant. The human fleet was immersed in the joy of welcoming the Trisolaran civilization's probes; the departure of this massive force symbolized humanity's strength and dignity.

On board the Quantum of the Seas, the elderly Dr. Ding gazed in the direction the Natural Selection had fled and sighed, "North Sea, this parting may mean the world has changed beyond recognition." When the human fleet confronted the mysterious probe—"The Drop"—in space, the world saw this alien structure for the first time. The Drop, with its perfect shape and smooth surface, attracted people and was given the name "The Tears of the Virgin Mary."

Dr. Dante felt an unfathomable fear. He advised the Quantum of the Seas to go on high alert. The droplet, contained by the small probe Mantis, appeared harmlessly suspended in space. When the team approached and touched the droplet, they discovered that even under an electron microscope magnified millions of times, the droplet's surface remained as smooth as a mirror.

Dr. Ding realized that the water droplet's molecular structure was tightly bound together by powerful interactions, maintaining a temperature of absolute zero. This strength far exceeded that of any known hard substance in the solar system, making it easy for it to penetrate the blue planet. This was the microscopic wonder Dr. Ding had been pursuing for years, a realm yet to be explored by human science.

……

The inhabitants of Teyvat gathered in the square, their eyes fixed on the water droplet described in the book—a perfect object formed from alien material, gleaming with an alluring light.

People's expressions were a mixture of curiosity and awe as they whispered about the origins of this mysterious object. Some ordinary people scratched their heads in confusion, asking, "How can this water droplet be so hard? How was it made?"

At this moment, Dr. Fool, the executive officer of the Fools, a scholar with a basic understanding of physics, stood in the crowd, his eyes gleaming with the light of knowledge.

He carefully observed the water droplets, listened to the discussions around him, and his expression gradually changed from doubt to surprise, as if he had suddenly understood a major secret of the universe.

The doctor stroked his beard excitedly, a smug smile spreading across his face. He knew in his heart that the material of this water droplet was the perfect substance he had always dreamed of.

He imagined that if slices could be made from this material, even with only one ten-thousandth of its strength, it would be enough to create unparalleled technological miracles.

“Imagine,” the doctor muttered to himself, his eyes gleaming with fanaticism, “if I could use the material from this droplet to create slices, I could forge a weapon that rivals the Seven Gods!”

……