After spending two minutes, Han Xiao browsed through Serbia the Fifth's plan. He then passed the document to Rossellin and nodded. "It seems like you're not going to ask for the opinions of the Godora people."
"Although this is beneficial to the future of the civilization, most people's free will will only drag us down. We have to act arbitrarily in order to push this plan forward." This was a private meeting without leaving any information, so Serbia the Fifth was much more direct.
Rossellin finished reading the document and nodded casually. "I understand your request. Are you sure you don't want to implant something else in the minds of the people?"
Hearing this, Serbia the Fifth wiped his cold sweat. "No need, no need. Eliminating discrimination is enough."
"Okay, if it's just eliminating discrimination, it's very simple for me."
Rossellin gave an enigmatic smile, which made Serbia the Fifth's heart skip a beat.
In front of outsiders, Rossellin was not as casual as she was in front of Han Xiao. On the way, Han Xiao had already told her to keep her cool and not reveal her true nature to scare Serbia the Fifth. At this moment, Rossellin put her finger on her cheekbone, looked at Serbia the Fifth, smiled elegantly, and explained her thoughts.
"Black Star has already told me the situation. According to my understanding, there are three main reasons for the bloodline conflict in Godora. The first is the traditional concept of bloodline purity. Under the baptism of the galactic environment, only a small number of purebloods still stubbornly believe in this concept. I call this group of people the Diehards. Their thinking is the most difficult to change.
"The second is the discrimination caused by biological differences. It comes from the instinctive disgust when seeing intelligent life and deformed aliens. Maybe some purebloods don't want to discriminate against hybrids, but when they see them, they can't help but hate them. This is the reason for most people's discrimination. To change this, I think we have to start with aesthetics.
"The third is the hatred accumulated from the conflicts caused by years of discrimination. It's a problem left over from history. Also, due to discrimination, the average social status of purebloods is higher than hybrids, and they have more say in various industries. This can be seen as a class conflict. Although I can temporarily suppress this hatred, if you don't change the situation, in the long run, the conflict will sprout again."
Serbia the Fifth felt a headache coming on.
In his eyes, each of these three factors was an almost unsolvable problem. Just listening to Rossellin's analysis made him feel extremely troubled, and he once again doubted the feasibility of this plan.
Rossellin seemed to have seen through his worries. She said calmly, "Optimistically, it will take at least a few decades to dilute these problems using conventional means. But now that I'm here, I can shorten this process by thousands of times. The first two points are the main problems. As long as we solve the problem of the diehards and aesthetics, the class conflict will gradually improve."
Serbia the Fifth took a deep breath, stood up, and bowed deeply to Han Xiao and Rossellin, giving them a universal bow.
"I'm counting on you!"
…
In the morning, the warm yellow sun awoke the sleeping city.
In a certain commercial plaza on Godora's mother planet, there were many tall buildings. Hovering vehicles shuttled between the buildings. From time to time, passersby wearing flying runes would take off or land on an open-air platform extending from the tall buildings. It was a bustling scene.
At this time, there was a long line at a certain hovering bus station on an open-air platform. It was the morning commute time for office workers. These Godora people who were preparing to go to work were waiting for public transportation.
The productivity of a Star System Civilization was enough to feed the lazy fat otakus, but the mother planet, as the capital of the civilization, had always maintained a strong vitality. Those who settled down on the mother planet were all high-quality laborers who were willing to work hard, unlike the Gautin Colonial Planet, which was lifeless and full of fat otakus. There was no concept of 'work'.
Rudy was in the middle of the line. He was dressed decently and looked like a social elite. However, unlike the Godora people around him, he did not have external ears. His ears were spiral holes, and he did not have braids and accessories like the other Godora people. Because he did not have long hair, his facial features were more spaced apart. He looked very out of place, and his appearance was very unique.
He was the only mixed-blood in the entire line.
Rudy could feel the indistinct gazes around him. There was a faint sense of rejection. He was expressionless and looked straight ahead. It was as if his heart was as still as water, and he did not care at all. In fact, he was hoping that the hovering bus would arrive at the station in the next second so that he would not have to endure being surrounded like an animal in a zoo.
Rudy was sixty-three years old this year. According to the lifespan of a Godora person, he had just reached middle age. He was an employee of a large corporation and had a lot of seniority and income. Logically speaking, he should have a middle class status in society. However, his appearance brought him hidden resistance everywhere. He knew that his current position was basically the limit, and he would not be promoted anymore.
What he hated the most every day was going to work. It was not because the work was hard, but because going to work meant that he had to socialize and endure all kinds of strange gazes. He was under immense psychological pressure every day, but he could not show any emotions on his face. Countless times, he would wake up in the middle of the night and sit in the dark, thinking that he should just resign. Why should he humiliate himself?
However, every time he saw his wife sleeping beside him, Rudy would dispel this thought.
His wife was a beautiful pure-blooded. She had ignored her family's objections and married him, a mixed-blood, and had given birth to two children for him. After being married for many years, his wife's family still treated him coldly, and his wife rarely complained. For the sake of his family, Rudy did not dare resign. He could only vent his anxiety and annoyance in silence while he smoked.
To him, life was like a pool of stagnant water, like a gray silent film that was played repeatedly every day. Only when he returned home and saw the smiling faces of his wife and children would his life regain its color and sound. Rudy did not have any expectations for the future. It was good that he could not see the road ahead, but the scary thing was that he could see the end of his life.
Rudy laughed at himself. At this moment, the two people behind him suddenly started chatting, and their conversation reached his ears.
"Have you heard? Some time ago, the Dark-star leader was arrested. It was announced that the Dark-star organization was completely destroyed."
"More than half a month has passed. Of course, I know."
"Hehe, there are reports that the trial of the Dark-star leader has ended, and he has been locked up in the Rainbow Prison."
"I'm not sure about that. Tell me …"
Rudy could only pretend that he did not hear the conversation between the two people behind him.
Because of the existence of the Dark-star, the hybrids were criticized even more. After the destruction of the Dark-star organization, purebloods had intentionally or unintentionally mentioned the Dark-star in front of him more than once, as if it was a form of sarcasm.
Rudy did not agree with the philosophy of the Dark-star. As a hybrid who yearned for stability, he even hated the behavior of the Dark-star. However, in the eyes of the purebloods, it seemed that every hybrid worshipped the Dark-star. The destruction of the Dark-star was equivalent to the failure of the hybrids. Thus, they could show the attitude of a victor and hold their heads high.
At this moment, a virtual screen projection appeared between the tall buildings in the distance, attracting everyone's attention.
Serbia the Fifth's figure appeared on the virtual screen. He faced the camera with a serious expression and sat upright, as if he had something important to announce.
The same scene appeared in every city on Godora's colonial planet. The official announcement was made to the entire civilization.
Under the gaze of thousands of people, Serbia the Fifth slowly opened his mouth.
"Today, I represent the Godora government to announce an important decision. In order to prevent the tragedy of the Dark-star from happening again, we have decided to accept the help of the Amethyst Civilization. We will use unconventional means to solve the problem of bloodline discrimination that has existed for a long time …"
Serbia the Fifth recited the script that he had written a long time ago. In a long speech, he described the situation as the Purple Crystal Civilization taking the initiative to lend a helping hand. After careful consideration, he decided to accept the help. He embellished his words and tried his best to reduce the rejection of the people.
However, everyone in Godora was still shocked by this news. There was complete silence.
Only a few seconds after the news ended did countless people wake up from their daze and burst into an uproar.
"This is too sudden. There was no warning at all!"
"He's trying to brainwash us!"
"Why does he have to change our views? Free will is inviolable. Is Serbia the Fifth crazy?"
"Will there be repercussions?"
"Is this the intention of the Amethyst Civilization? Maybe it's reliable. "
The surrounding Godora people discussed at once. Their reactions were different, but most of them were shocked and dissatisfied.
Ludi did not participate in the discussion. His eyes were wide open, and his face was full of disbelief.
At this moment, he only felt that his heart, which had been numb for a long time, seemed to be injected with vitality again.
His stagnant future seemed to have cracked open, revealing the dawn of drastic change.
…
On this day, Godora's network of contacts from all walks of life was mobilized. They inquired about the government's intentions from various channels. Everyone was anxious.
No one wanted others to change their views, even if it was a good thing for the collective. As expected, there was a backlash from the individual wishes. However, Serbia the Fifth promised subsidies, tax cuts, and all sorts of benefits after accepting the "Discrimination Transformation" plan, but he did not give the people the option to reject.
There was an uproar on the Internet. Protest groups also sprung up in real life. Serbia the Fifth's plan shook the entire society, but he insisted on doing it.
With Purple Crystal's intervention, the internal resistance was forcefully suppressed, and the huge government machine started operating according to his wishes.
The upper echelons of society were basically controlled by the purebloods. These people had a huge amount of power, and most of them were diehards. They also did not receive any information beforehand. Although they hated Serbia the Fifth's plan, they did not jump out to oppose it immediately. Instead, they observed the situation calmly. Thus, the external resistance did not increase.
Purple Crystal's name helped Serbia the Fifth avoid more criticism. A Star Cluster Civilization was still able to scare Godora people. Even though Serbia the Fifth's actions were similar to a dictatorship, many Godora people still thought that this was the intention of the Amethyst Civilization.
All sorts of factors allowed Serbia the Fifth to forcefully carry out this crazy plan.
Seeing that they could not change the government's intentions, all Godora people focused their attention on the first trial area of the "Discrimination Transformation" plan that Serbia the Fifth announced. It was the border area, Colony Planet Gautin.
The low importance Fat Otaku Planet was naturally the best place for the trial. Even if there were negative consequences, the negative impact on the entire civilization would be limited.
…
Rainbow Light Prison, top secret single cell.
The Dark-star leader sat in the corner of the cell. The cell was pitch black, and he could only hear his own breathing in the darkness.
His trial had ended. Godora and Purple Crystal had gotten what they wanted. Thus, he was locked up and would spend the rest of his life in prison.
The hope that supported his beliefs had been destroyed. The Dark-star leader seemed to have lost his backbone. His temperament 'collapsed', and his heart was numb.
The Rainbow Prison could destroy the beliefs of the Dark-star members. He did not know if he could persevere in the future, but he did not care about anything now.
Clang!
The narrow feeding window at the bottom of the cell door opened, and a plate of food was thrown into the cell along with the light.
"Recently, Serbia the Fifth actually wants to brainwash all Godora people to eliminate discrimination against hybrids. Was he instigated by Dark-star?"
The prison guard outside the door suddenly spoke with a sarcastic tone. After saying this, he closed the feeding window, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.
In the darkness, the Dark-star leader suddenly opened his eyes. His originally numb eyes were filled with shock, and his face was filled with confusion.
Brainwash an entire civilization?!
F * ck, could it be that we're on the same path? You're even better than me!
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