Starting as a Wallfacer, his defection to the Three-Body Problem shocked the world.

Crisis Era 23, 2030 AD.

PDC's purge of the stamped-off group has never stopped. Just as Sophon predicted, the greatest destruction will be caused within humanity only when the sixth thought stamping machine is not found.

Perhaps there really is no sixth thought stamping machine in this world, but once the seed of doubt is planted, it will take root and sprout on its own without much effort.

Over the past two years, human society's resistance to immortals has grown stronger, from initial aversion to later hatred, as if this group has been excluded from human society.

A widely circulated saying goes: Not everyone in the Space Force is a member of the Stamped Clan, but everyone in the Stamped Clan is immortal.

The reason is simple: the "stamped gang" hides among ordinary people and is difficult to distinguish from them.

If everyone protests and demands a thorough investigation into the "steel stamp clan," then in the end, the investigation will inevitably reach them themselves.

But immortals are different; they are too easily distinguishable from ordinary people. These people can be said to belong to a completely different species from humans.

Therefore, it is wise to target these immortals.

As for whether doing so would wrong innocent people, that's not something they need to worry about. In their view, immortals should die anyway.

Why should you, with your money and power, be allowed to live longer than me? That's not fair!

Seeing immortals suffer is more exciting than becoming immortal yourself.

This has led to a very strange social structure in human society as a whole.

Ordinary people look down on immortals, but most of the power and wealth in society are controlled by immortals. So ordinary people can only criticize the PDC. They believe that it is the PDC's weakness and incompetence that has led to these immortals possessing power and wealth.

If the PDC can further increase its restrictions on immortals, then they should be the ones who now possess wealth and power.

When PDC heard this argument, he was stunned.

"Do you think it's possible that the wealth and rights of those immortals originally belonged to them, and had nothing to do with whether or not they drank the cell division potion and became immortal?"

But this is actually a good thing, at least now the internal contradictions of humanity have shifted from conflicts between countries to conflicts between classes.

The concept of "nation" has gradually faded with the establishment of the three major fleets.

People don't actually hate immortals; they just hate that they aren't immortal themselves.

Or to be more precise, in this era where life is getting worse every day, what they want is not immortality, but the wealth and power of the immortals.

They mistakenly equated immortality with wealth and power, which led to the current situation.

In the evening, Chang Weisi arrived at the Red Coast Base. He looked quite tired.

Zhang Xiang quickly cooked two dishes to entertain him and took a bottle of beer from the refrigerator and handed it to Chang Weisi.

"Commander, what brings you here today?"

Chang Weisi picked up his chopsticks, took a couple of bites, and then spoke.

"I have been temporarily suspended from my duties. The duration of the suspension depends on what my superiors decide."

Zhang Xiang was taken aback.

Is it because of the immortals?

Chang Weisi nodded and tapped the bowl of braised pork in front of him with his chopsticks.

"Your cooking skills have improved over the years."

Upon hearing Chang Weisi's praise, Zhang Xiang's face immediately lit up with a confident expression.

"Of course, I've preserved some of the original flavor of the braised pork, because I think that way you can tell you're eating braised pork."

Chang Weisi was speechless for a moment.

"You silly child, can't you tell the difference between good and bad words? What I mean is, aren't you Lin Xuan's bodyguard? How come you're doing the work of a nanny now?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiang gave a wry smile.

"Commander, please stop teasing me. Lin Xuan doesn't need my protection at all. I feel like he's the one protecting me every time."

"Then why don't you consider returning to the Space Force?" Chang Weisi asked.

“Now that ETO has been completely wiped out, it’s very difficult for the Trisolarans to cause any more damage to the Wallfacers. Why don’t you come back to the Space Force? We are currently short-handed.”

"This……"

Zhang Xiang seemed hesitant. Clearly, he didn't really want to go back. He had lived at the Red Coast Base for at least ten years, and asking him to go back to join the army would be a bit too much to ask.

Although living with Lin Xuan was always exciting, Lin Xuan always managed to cleverly defuse crises, which made everyone around him, including Zhang Xiang, feel very safe.

It seems that no matter how troublesome the problem is, with Lin Xuan around, it can be easily solved.

"Hey General Chang, coming to the Red Coast Base so late at night, you're not just here to poach people from me, are you?"

Outside the door, Lin Xuan walked in with a smile and naturally sat down opposite Chang Weisi.

"Zhang Xiang".

Lin Xuan called out, and Zhang Xiang, who was standing next to her, quickly took out a set of bowls and chopsticks from the cabinet and handed them to Lin Xuan. After Lin Xuan took them, she gestured for Chang Weisi to eat and chat at the same time.

"It's nothing, I just happened to be passing by and thought I'd take a look around."

Chang Weisi picked up another piece of food with his chopsticks and glanced at Zhang Xiang next to him.

The latter understood immediately, left the room, and closed the door behind him.

Lin Xuan naturally didn't believe Chang Weisi's nonsense. He had just used Zhizi to see clearly that the other party had come here by plane directly from Beijing.

He seemed very anxious. Without a doubt, Chang Weisi had come to see him again because he wanted to talk about something. However, it was not something he could say directly. He wanted to be a riddle teller and say it indirectly.

"Lin Xuan, I want to ask you something."

Chang Weisi pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Do any of the clones you created have backdoor systems?"

"What the heck? A backdoor system?"

Lin Xuan was completely bewildered.

"So, have you left any backup plans for these clones? After all, you've handed over control of them to the PDC, right? I mean, is there any possibility, just one possibility, that you could manually break free from this control?"

Chang Weisi spoke very softly, as if afraid of disturbing someone, but both of them knew that their conversation was being monitored in real time by Zhizi, so speaking softly was useless.

"Do you want to hear an official answer, or an unofficial one?" Lin Xuan asked, amused.

"Unofficial."

"In unofficial terms, it's simply impossible for me. Like Hines, the PDC has absolute oversight over the production of clones. It would be virtually impossible for me to tamper with it."

Since the widespread application of human cloning technology, PDC has sent people to monitor Liu Chang. Principal Liu doesn't seem to care, and sometimes even asks the people monitoring him to be his experimental assistants, helping him wash bottles and such.

"Is it impossible?" Chang Weisi asked, somewhat disappointed.

"Of course it's impossible. What are you thinking, General Chang Weisi? With Hines's example as a warning, the PDC is monitoring me much more closely than before. It's impossible for them to do anything to the clones."

"Ok."

Seeing that he couldn't get anything useful out of Lin Xuan, Chang Weisi had no choice but to get up and leave.

After Chang Weisi left, Zhang Xiang walked in from outside the door.

"Why did the commander come to see you?"

Lin Xuan smiled, picked up a piece of braised pork with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. After a long while, he finally spoke.

"Zhang Xiang, try not to get too close to people from the Space Force lately, or you'll get yourself into trouble."

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Xiang didn't quite understand. Although he didn't belong to the Space Force, he used to be a soldier under Chang Weisi. Now that Chang Weisi had become one of the three decision-makers in the Asian Fleet, the entire Asian Fleet should be his colleagues. Why did Lin Xuan mean that he should be wary of these people?

"Just do as I say, I'm doing this for your own good."

Lin Xuan was too lazy to explain anything. Just as he had guessed, Chang Weisi would never come to him for no reason. What he wanted to confirm was whether there was a way to break free from the control of the clone.

It seems likely that the other party's next move will be related to the entire PDC.