Voting is over.
The most crucial issue was resolved, and the voting results underwent a significant change.
86.1% voted in favor, 11.2% voted against, and 2.7% abstained.
More than two-thirds of the voting rights.
The vote is valid.
Looking at the voting results in front of him, and then at his own vote of approval, Lü Yongchang took a deep breath: "I hereby announce that the implementation location for the [Tail-Cutting Project] will be changed to Proxima Centauri b."
"The Homeship Ship is setting sail immediately!"
...
The meeting has ended.
The members of the Academy of Sciences and the parliament departed one after another.
The upcoming interstellar voyage requires a lot of preparation, and everyone has their own things to do.
In the meeting room, only Lü Yongchang remained.
"Why bother?" Lü Yongchang sighed softly.
Ren Feng's soft laughter came from the loudspeaker: "For the continuation of human civilization."
Lu Yongchang didn't speak, but looked at Ren Feng in the holographic projection with a regretful expression.
After a moment of silence, he shook his head: "You will become a sinner."
"The greatest sinner in the history of human civilization," Lü Yongchang emphasized, "You could have been a hero of the Proxima Centauri civilization!"
Ren Feng maintained a faint smile on his face.
"It doesn't matter."
“I stopped caring about these things when I made this decision.”
"Moreover, I did not lead the human civilization of Proxima Centauri to glory; instead, I led it to decline."
As he said this, Ren Feng lowered his eyes slightly, concealing the disappointment in them.
“…This is not your fault.” Lü Yongchang sighed again.
Ren Feng did not reply.
The meeting room fell into dead silence.
"Oh, right."
Lu Yongchang said softly, "Proxima Centauri b's infrastructure is too weak, which will become another flaw in the [Tail Cutting Project]."
"I will dispatch some [Taotie] supply and engineering ships to build some necessary infrastructure in the shortest possible time."
"These infrastructures can significantly improve the quality of life for the 500 million humans on Proxima Centauri; at least they won't have to live in such cramped spaces..."
“Alright.” Ren Feng’s eyes flickered slightly, and he said softly, “On behalf of the unborn humans of Proxima Centauri, I thank you.”
Lu Yongchang swallowed the half-sentence he hadn't yet uttered: "Although this quality of life can only be maintained for an extremely short time."
The atmosphere in the meeting room returned to deathly silence.
"I will record the history of human civilization on Proxima Centauri as it is."
Lü Yongchang broke the silence once again: "As for you and Zhang Zhengqing... I will include your names in the Monument to the Pioneers of Human Civilization."
"As for the rest... let future generations judge the right and wrong, merits and demerits. I can't interfere too much."
Ren Feng was taken aback, seemingly not expecting Lü Yongchang to say such a thing.
His eyes reddened slightly, and he slowly lowered his head, saying in an extremely sincere voice, "Thank you, Professor."
"That's enough."
...
Earth year 2506.
The human fleet has completed all preparations.
The fleet split into two and sailed in two different directions.
One of the smaller fleets, consisting of the [Homeland Ship], the [Gluttonous] supply ship, engineering ships, and a few [Golden Crow] battleships, slowly sailed away from the Gliese 555 star system under Zero's control. Propelled by its antimatter engine, it headed straight for Proxima Centauri b, 17.55 light-years away.
The other fleet, laden with the hopes of human civilization and carrying a large amount of antimatter seized from the Bosa civilization, was heading towards its target star system 42.3 light-years away.
After a brief rest there, the fleet will set sail again for the nearest small black hole.
...
Fifty years later.
Earth calendar year 2556.
Lu Yongchang's face was slightly pale as he walked out of the hibernation pod and arrived at the [Earth] command center.
The command center was eerily quiet.
He sat down slowly in his seat, staring blankly at the almost unchanging dark starry sky outside the porthole.
"Professor, the fleet successfully arrived at Proxima Centauri b a year ago."
"Currently, the surface infrastructure of Proxima Centauri b has been completed."
A cold, synthesized electronic voice rang out in the command center, and at the same time, a holographic image appeared in front of him.
Looking at the densely packed fleet surrounding the white planet, Lü Yongchang felt a sudden pang of pain in his heart.
He took a deep breath, suppressing his physical discomfort, and gave the order.
"【Operation Cut Off the Tail】, commence execution."
Perhaps because he had just woken up from hibernation, he felt that the tone of his words was very strange.
It's as if the words didn't come from my own mouth.
"receive."
The synthesized sound remained unchanged, just like before.
Lü Yongchang slowly got up and walked to the porthole.
Looking at the twinkling stars outside the porthole, a tear slid down his cheek.
Behind them, a giant holographic projection was playing a live video of Proxima Centauri b.
...
Proxima Centauri b.
A year ago, Ren Feng woke up from hibernation and looked at the faint text in the holographic projection, a relieved smile appearing on his lips.
The engineering and supply ships brought a large amount of resources to Proxima Centauri b, directly changing the extremely scarce resource situation on Proxima Centauri b.
The energy produced by the antimatter engine far exceeds that of the old fusion reactors they use.
In just over six months, Proxima Centauri b has changed its appearance.
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