Sky Curtain: The Darwin Incident at the outset, the Declaration of the People's League

But I was wrong.

In the early 24th century, the company paid a huge price to conquer the Zerg civilization located in the Southern Galaxy.

Those damned insects would rather self-destruct than serve me like a slave.

——StarCraft World——

Charles

Kerrigan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile.

"...That's interesting."

The insect queen behind him let out a low, questioning murmur.

“That capitalist,” Kerrigan said, “wants the Zerg to work for him.”

She stood up and looked down at the endless swarm of insects below.

"The swarm doesn't work. The swarm only devours, only evolves, only conquers—or dies."

Her voice carried a hint of mockery.

"What does he think the Zerg are? Are they assembly line workers in his factory?"

Damn it, what kind of life do Zerg players have to live to become laborers?!

—Warhammer Universe—

Deep within the Tyranid hive fleet.

A consciousness beyond the comprehension of mortals flickered slightly.

"……ridiculous."

"The swarm devours civilizations, planets, and all organic matter."

"The swarm of insects—they're here to eat you!"

In short, upon seeing these words, various worlds with Zerg populations expressed their dissatisfaction.

Damn it, you really do see all sorts of things when you live long enough.

This is the first time I've seen someone want to exploit the Zerg.

Meanwhile, the Zerg's hostile forces were speechless.

To make the Zerg work like cattle?

How could you even think of that?

That dangerous thing should be eradicated!

【deficit】

This is such a huge loss!

Conquering the physical world is ultimately too rudimentary. My ultimate dream as a capitalist is to conduct scientific research, develop high technology, and collect patent fees from the entire universe.

As expected, the fate of you capitalists is to become streetlights!

Knowledge, grant me strength!

There is no other way if we want to reach our true potential.

While our mastery of technology is undeniable, there are still countless things in this universe that we cannot comprehend.

To gain insight into the deeper meaning of reality, we need a new kind of science, a new kind of computer.

After all, our endless curiosity about the universe is the driving force behind the continuous progress of our civilization.

[I suddenly had a bold idea. You know, there are so many neurons in the human brain. What if we put all the living people in a container and then connect their brains with a thread?]

If we connect with enough people, can't we get a super powerful computer?

I'm a fucking genius!

——Super God World——

Angel Star City

Keisha sat regally on her throne, her silver wings slightly unfurled.

She looked at the sky, her brows furrowing slightly.

"Put a living person into a container and string their brain together..."

An attendant angel stood beside her and whispered, "Your Majesty, isn't this a bit too..."

"Too cruel?"

Keisha finished her sentence for her: "Of course it's cruel. But that's not the point."

She stood up and walked to the edge of the observation deck.

"The key point is that this kind of computer uses the consciousness of living people. Those people's thoughts, memories, and emotions will be burned into fuel and turned into research points in that capitalist's account."

She paused.

“Our technology uses external computing cores to assist the brain, making technology serve people. But they—have turned people themselves into a part of technology.”

There was a hint of coldness in her voice.

"This is not progress, it's regression."

"A civilization that uses life as fuel will not go far."

Several years later, construction began on the synapse condensation machine in our capital star system.

It's as large as a small asteroid, and its vast space could connect the brains of tens of billions of people to form a supercomputer.

Moreover, his computing power theoretically has no upper limit.

The more brains it connects to, the higher its computing power becomes.

However... the downside is that it's a bit life-threatening. Only a few tens of millions of people die every day, since the human brain simply cannot operate at such a high level for extended periods.

But what does that matter?

Three-legged toads are hard to find, but cheap two-legged laborers are everywhere!

A three-legged, toad-like alien: "?"

An unnamed galaxy, Toad Star.

A three-legged toad alien stared at the sky with a complicated expression.

"Did he...did he just mention us?"

The other toad nodded: "It seems so."

"He said three-legged toads are hard to find?"

"……Correct."

"Then what are we?"

silence.

"...A rare species?"

Oh, right.

We can't waste those starfish carcasses; let's can them all and put them on the shelves.

Anyway, customers can't tell the difference.

Good, good, good, as expected of a capitalist!

Countless starfish planets clicked the "smack" button and decided to move away from the solar system, or even away from the Milky Way.

They don't know how human power is developing in their world, nor do they want to know.

Since we can't afford to mess with them, we can at least avoid them, right?

During the construction of the synapse condensation machine, a terrifying urban legend arose on various planets under the group's control.

[If you don't study hard, that creepy uncle might kidnap you!]

At its peak, the group connected 500 billion people online, providing 4 research points for the group each month.

This score is a concrete measure of the potential of research and development technology.

[You might not have a good grasp of this number, so let me put it this way: even with nuclear weapons and a similar level of technological advancement, the combined monthly research points produced by all research institutions worldwide would definitely not exceed 50.]

[Terrifying!]

The nuclear weapons age?

Many parts of the world were taken aback.

They lived around the time of the nuclear weapons era, perhaps when they were first developed, or perhaps when they had just transitioned into it.

"...When they say 50, are they referring to our global scientific research capabilities?"

"And they are 4K...which is 4000?"

Some people started calculating.

"4000 divided by 50... equals 80 times?"

"More than that. They're talking about each month. But we're talking about all the research institutions in the world combined."

The conference room was deathly silent.

"..."

Is this the difference between us?

[Several years later, the Ideal City project was launched]

The group completely terraformed a habitable planet that it had captured during the Zerg Wars of the last century.

Whether it's the sky or the ocean, this planet will be completely urbanized.

In the world of Avatar, on Pandora, the aliens all gave it a thumbs down.

Neytiri stood beneath the Tree of Souls, gazing at the sky, her eyes burning with fury.