Lu Yongchang’s voice traveled through the microphone and the long-distance communication device, instantly crossing light-years of distance, and rang in Ren Feng and Zhang Zhengqing’s ears like a thunderclap!

then……

In the holographic image in front of Lü Yongchang, the two men suddenly shuddered, and then jumped up as if their butts were on fire!

"Holy crap! *2!"

Ren Feng and Zhang Zhengqing said in unison.

After a brief moment of shock, Ren Feng quickly regained his composure.

"Wait, wait!" Ren Feng grabbed Zhang Zhengqing, who was still in shock, and said uncertainly, "It sounds like Professor Lü's voice?"

Ren Feng's words gradually calmed Zhang Zhengqing down.

He looked at the camera next to him with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Under his gaze, the camera swayed from side to side.

It looks...like a greeting.

At the same time, a holographic image slowly appears.

Lu Yongchang, his face filled with helplessness and confusion, appeared before the two.

"Professor Lü!" Zhang Zhengqing was greatly shocked and exclaimed in surprise, "Is it really you?!"

Upon hearing this, several more black lines appeared on Lü Yongchang's forehead: "Nonsense!"

"If it wasn't me, then who else could it be?!"

"What exactly are you two up to?"

"I thought you guys had been wiped out by some passing civilization!"

Hearing this, Ren Feng and Zhang Zhengqing exchanged a glance, then chuckled awkwardly and said, "Ahem... Professor Lü, I thought something had happened to you..."

"Us?" Lü Yongchang was clearly taken aback. "What happened to us?"

“A few days ago, we suddenly discovered that Ross 154 had disappeared from space, so…” Zhang Zhengqing quickly explained.

Lü Yongchang's expression gradually became strange.

He scratched his head, looking slightly embarrassed: "Ahem! This was my oversight."

"The situation was quite complicated at the time, so I didn't contact you."

"After a while, I forgot about it."

He then gave a brief explanation of Ross 154 and what happened afterward.

The death of the [painting] yields a two-dimensional fragment; Ross 154 is extinguished; the fleet sets sail and encounters the Lator space pirate civilization...

Zhang Zhengqing was breathing rapidly, his eyes wide open, staring intently at the holographic image in front of him, afraid of missing any crucial information!

When they learned that the human fleet had captured a batch of third-class starships, not only Zhang Zhengqing, but even Ren Feng couldn't help but exclaim in surprise!

"God..."

Zhang Zhengqing stared blankly, muttering to himself, "This, this is too..."

While the Proxima Centauri civilization was still busy repairing various high-tech equipment, the human fleet was already sprinting towards becoming a Type III civilization!

Although it is known that there must be differences between the two civilizations.

However, such a huge gap was still hard for Zhang Zhengqing to accept!

And you?

Lu Yongchang's voice came from the holographic projection: "How has the human civilization on Proxima Centauri developed in these twenty-five years?"

Although he knew the answer to the question in his heart, a faint expectation still shone through Lü Yongchang's eyes as he spoke.

Ren Feng didn't speak, but pursed his lips tightly and lowered his head.

Zhang Zhengqing sighed softly and said truthfully, "I encountered many difficulties, both big and small."

Lü Yongchang did not comment.

It's normal to encounter difficulties.

Let alone the human civilization on Proxima Centauri, even the human fleet has encountered many difficulties.

"In terms of science and technology, progress is going relatively smoothly. We have already absorbed 40% of the science and technology system," Zhang Zhengqing said softly. "The number of academicians within the Chinese Academy of Sciences is also constantly increasing."

Lü Yongchang raised his eyebrows slightly.

It sounds like things are developing quite well.

Without Zero's help, a group of ordinary people starting from scratch have achieved this result, which has already exceeded Lü Yongchang's expectations!

“But…” Zhang Zhengqing sighed again, shook his head and said, “The birth rate is declining.”

Lu Yongchang's expression instantly became more serious.

Declining birth rate!

For interstellar civilizations, this is a matter of paramount importance!

"Is there a solution?" Lü Yongchang asked directly.

Ren Feng looked up and met Zhang Zhengqing's gaze.

Both of them noticed the hesitation in each other's eyes.

Zhang Zhengqing gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Yes!"

"We are preparing to try a social welfare system!"

The communication channel was silent.

In the holographic projection, Lü Yongchang frowned slightly as he quietly stared at the two of them.

As for Zhang Zhengqing and Ren Feng, they naturally gritted their teeth and stared at Lü Yongchang with gritted teeth, expressing their persistence.

"call……"

In the holographic projection, Lü Yongchang took a deep breath.

"Are you sure you want to adopt such an extreme approach to the social welfare system?"

This time, before Zhang Zhengqing could speak, Ren Feng stepped forward and nodded, saying, "Professor Lü, we have no way out."

Lü Yongchang fell silent again.

He kept thinking about the feasibility of the plan.

The so-called social support system is actually a disguised way of depriving people of their reproductive and parenting rights.

On the one hand, sperm and egg banks are established, and computer and artificial intelligence are used for analysis and calculation to match suitable sperm and eggs.

Once the fertilized eggs have been paired, they are placed in an artificial womb for gestation.

After ten months of pregnancy, the newborn can be born smoothly.

The parents were not involved in this.

Even the parents who donated sperm and eggs were unaware of the child's existence!

on the other hand.

The newborns will be cared for by robots.

The parents were not involved in the upbringing process either.

Upon reaching adulthood and completing all basic education, they will enter society and take up their own jobs.

All the expenses incurred in this process are borne by the entire civilization.

It sounds like an ideal, perfect solution.

However, the problems involved are extremely complex.

Corresponding to the complexity of the problems is its immense advantage.

In a sense, the establishment of a social welfare system is the hallmark of a civilization entering the interstellar age!

However, such "unorthodox" behavior is destined to attract countless criticisms, debates and obstacles.

Lü Yongchang could even foresee how much of a storm this plan would cause in Proxima Centauri b, light-years away!

He opened his mouth, intending to dissuade him.

Before he could even say it, he dismissed the idea.

On the one hand, he was not the leader of the human civilization on Proxima Centauri, and therefore had no right to point fingers.

On the other hand, he also harbored some selfish motives.

Sooner or later.

Human fleets will also encounter this problem.

Perhaps, by then, the human civilization of Proxima Centauri could become their "mentor".

Thinking of this, Lü Yongchang straightened his expression and said seriously, "Since you've made preparations, then go ahead and do it!"

"Zero can provide you with computational support!"