Lu Yongchang raised his eyebrows and did not speak at the first time.

"Zhengqing!"

Ren Feng's voice was full of anxiety: "How can you..."

"This is for all of us." Zhang Zhengqing directly interrupted Ren Feng's words, "What if this happens every time?"

"Are we still the same thing as we are now, leaving the will of fate?"

Ren Feng was speechless for a moment.

He hesitated for a while: "Yes, but this is not the reason why we want these things."

"Don't forget that when we chose to stay in Proxima Centauri, each of us signed an agreement."

Zhang Zhengqing's face froze.

He remembered it.

It seems... there is indeed such an agreement.

Thinking of the name he signed casually at that time, Zhang Zhengqing's face suddenly became embarrassed.

"good."

Lu Yongchang chuckled and nodded and responded: "I promise you."

Zhang Zhengqing raised his head in surprise and looked at the holographic projection in front of him.

In the projection, Lu Yongchang still looked at himself with a gentle smile as he did at the beginning.

"What, what?"

Zhang Zhengqing opened his mouth and asked in a dry voice.

"I said, I agree to your request." Lu Yongchang repeated with a smile.

Before Zhang Zhengqing could be happy, he changed his subject: "But I have a condition too."

Zhang Zhengqing calmed down, without any hesitation, and nodded directly and said, "You said."

"Next, I'll hand over all permissions."

Lu Yongchang said calmly: "You have absolute autonomy, and I will transmit the complete technology system to you."

"but."

"Responsively, you will not get zero help anymore, everything needs to be self-reliant."

"Can you accept this condition?"

Zhang Zhengqing's eyes showed a little entanglement.

But soon, his eyes became firm.

He nodded vigorously and said in a deep voice: "It's acceptable!"

"I believe this is a good thing for us too!"

Lu Yongchang laughed silently and nodded, "Come on, work hard to survive."

...

The communication ends.

Lu Yongchang raised his hand as usual, operating something on the holographic projection in front of him.

"Yongchang, aren't you angry?"

Fang Xu's slightly entertaining voice came from the side.

"Angry? Why are you angry?" Lu Yongchang's mouth raised slightly and asked in a gentle tone.

Fang Xu was slightly stunned.

Obviously, he didn't expect Lu Yongchang to react like this.

"Don't you think that Zhang Zhengqing's request was too much?"

Fang Xu's face was full of entanglement. After thinking for a long time, he said again: "When they chose to stay, they didn't want these technologies!"

"Is it too much?" Lu Yongchang shrugged, checked the last part of the content and pressed the send button.

"They are humans, and they want to survive."

“This is normal.”

"What's more, open the authority of 1 and give them the necessary technology system..."

"It may seem like a good thing to me."

A trace of doubt flashed in Fang Xu's eyes.

"The humans who were originally left on Proxima Centauri are more like borers." Lu Yongchang sighed softly, "Even if we have left, they are still consuming zero computing power."

"In peacetime, this may not have any effect."

"But now...you know what's going on."

"Leaving the necessary technology to them and letting them make their own choices is undoubtedly a better choice and a more efficient approach." www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

"On the other hand, it can be regarded as a compensation for this matter. After all, we sent out these electromagnetic cannon projectiles."

Lu Yongchang pondered for a moment and spoke again.

"There are only more than 2 million humans left in the entire Proxima Centauri."

"The remaining resources of the Proxima Galaxy are quite rich for more than 2 million people."

"But do you think that a mere 2 million population can support a second-level civilization?"

"No matter what we do, Proxima Centara human civilization has embarked on the path of chronic death."

"It's just a matter of time."

Fang Xu looked at Lu Yongchang beside him with a complicated expression and nodded silently.

...

Two years later.

Rose 2 Star.

Two huge cities stand on the vast land.

Lu Yongchang sat in the office in the central city and slowly closed his eyes.

His consciousness once again came to the system space.

After two years of experiencing pain from all scientific researchers, the originally "slim" technology tree gradually became fuller.

On the illuminated green background, bright white "branches" extend from the main trunk and extend unscrupulously to the surroundings.

The fog at the top of the technology tree gradually becomes thinner as the branches of the technology tree are full.

Lu Yongchang "opened" his eyes widened and threw his attention to the top of the technology tree.

The vision gradually became clear.

The cursor was very blurry, but he still recognized the text in the dim cursor.

【Magnetic Field Control: Primary Shield Technology】

He suddenly realized.

It turns out that the threshold for level three civilization is to master shield technology.

The prefix of the cursor gave him countless inspirations.

Magnetic field mastery?

Perhaps, we can learn from the principles of plasma weapons.

"Drip!Drip!Drip!"

Before I could think about it, a rush of alarm came from the outside world.

Without any hesitation, Lu Yongchang quickly pulled back his consciousness and opened his eyes.

Looking at the bloody holographic projection in front of him, Lu Yongchang's face changed slightly: "Zero?!"

"Professor, the signal is sent to Ross 154 again!"

"Signal frequency: 1420 MHz, after signal comparison, it can basically be determined as the message sent by [Drawing]."

Hearing this, Lu Yongchang's expression suddenly became serious.

"Zero, call all scientific researchers immediately."

...

Central city, ground command center.

It is extremely similar to the command center layout on Earth. The only difference is that the ground command center covers a larger area - nearly twice the size.
To be continued...