Resurrection Empire

Chapter 1340 - 507: Wu Moyou’s Utopia (Part 3)

Speaking to himself, Wu Moyou had a thought arise in his heart. He thought, if the person in charge of the Nanxiang Star Cluster were not Nanxiang Marquis Liu An, but Source Star Earl Ren Zhong, would the Nanxiang Star Cluster be established as a prosperous, thriving utopian society with strong military and civilian strength? But as soon as this thought emerged, he immediately tossed it out of his mind in panic. Such things absolutely cannot be overthought; once you dwell too much on them, it’s easy to reveal clues in your behavior and language. Upon returning to the Nanxiang Star Cluster and re-entering the sight of the Empire Super Network Node, you would be scrutinized constantly, and sooner or later be exposed. The Nanxiang Marquis would surely detect it. After all, he was no big shot with a high noble title like the Source Star Earl — even if he pledged allegiance to the Source Star Earl with his entire family, they would easily be crushed.

In a continuous state of fear and anxiety, Wu Moyou spent another relatively calm two months in the fleet.

During these two months, Wu Moyou was not fully imprisoned; instead, he only stayed in the cell for a short three days before being released by Ou Youning’s decision, allowing him limited activities within this armed battleship.

Subsequently, Wu Moyou was sent to another warship, becoming the leader of a war prisoner group of over 6,300 people. Along with the other prisoners, he received lessons in humanities and social sciences with a standard eight-hour sleep schedule daily, followed by group discussions during the fleet’s nighttime, sharing insights from the day’s learning in groups of twenty.

Yes, it was indeed learning. There was no endless and meaningless torture, no forced labor that drained every drop of human potential, nor the disgrace and oppression that terrified people in other forces’ prisoner camps.

The prisoners realized that although they had become captives, they were still treated with basic human rights. This was unimaginable before. In the Nanxiang Star Cluster, whether born in a pirate group or forced to become a bandit, once you became a pirate, you were no longer regarded as a person but as livestock, a slave, a tool, a resource, mere oil to be burned for heat if necessary.

But now, once they became captives of the Source Star Earl, their treatment unexpectedly upgraded.

The learning materials were not particularly harsh.

Some courses were about the distant history of the Source Star, as if this powerful fleet was still reminiscing its homeland.

Other courses covered topics Wu Moyou, the once second of the three Storm Sons and reviver of the Wu Family, had never thought about, such as metaphysical questions like "What is a human?", "What is intelligent life?", "Social stratification", "The resilience and extendability of civilization", "The necessity of the Earl’s fair system", "How to maintain creative civilization against a background of material surplus", and other strange topics.

Wu Moyou often couldn’t understand and felt even more amazed. He didn’t understand why the Source Star Earl, as the victor, would talk to the prisoners about these things.

The Source Star Earl was actually trying to share his experience in ruling civilization with everyone, teaching everyone! It was simply absurd.

Was he not afraid of being monitored by the Empire Super Network?

Oh, right, the Earl inherently had some civilization self-determination rights. As long as the Source Star Earl remained loyal to the Empire, continuing to respond to the call of war and not attempting to expand his rules beyond noble restrictions hastily throughout the entire Star Cluster, he could do as he pleased. As long as he wasn’t afraid of having his rule overthrown, there wouldn’t be any issues.

Of course, though not understanding much and not agreeing with many of Ren Zhong’s ideas, Wu Moyou, as the leader of the prisoner group, had to bear it, learn, discuss, think, summarize, and even lead others in summarizing and evaluating others’ insights.

Unconsciously, as he engaged in more of these obviously reluctant activities, he found himself somewhat immersed, and gradually caught onto more feelings amidst the haze. Outlines of the supposedly blurred Utopia quietly became clearer.

Wu Moyou noticed his own changes, and once again thought to himself, if the Source Star Earl hadn’t lied and could truly achieve the highest evaluation in the Earl’s assessment, thereby gaining absolute control over hundreds of fertile planet systems from the outset, then the world which ought not to exist glimpsed through these social science lectures could step from fantasy into reality.

"I might have a chance to be a part of it. Phew, so let’s give it a try."

With such a thought, Wu Moyou, under the gaze of Ou Youning and Xiao Xingyue, finally connected the communication line with the Special Service Bureau of Nanxiang’s Earldom.

What happened afterward was no surprise at all.

Wu Moyou informed the other party that the combat power of the Source Star Armed Merchant Fleet was somewhat unexpected, resulting in the unfortunate deaths of Kali Claudie and Hou Sheng, while he, by great fortune, survived as the sole survivor among the three Storm Sons.

Although the process was difficult, he ultimately fulfilled his mission honorably, successfully annihilating the entire force of the Source Star Earl. Now, he was still within the Source Star Earl’s main ship.

The Special Service Bureau Chief, perhaps temporarily forgetting further verification due to joy over the achieved goal, quickly promised that upon the fleet’s return to the Storm Base, arrangements for the shipment of new positioning scanning devices would immediately commence.

Subsequently, Wu Moyou did not spend much effort negotiating a two-eight split of the spoils from the remaining assets of the predator pirate group with the other party, obtaining the exact coordinates of the predator’s hideout. Fortunately, the fleet led by Zheng Tian chose the right direction and did not detour.

After this, the 1,500 warships under Zheng Tian’s command slightly adjusted course, heading straight for the predator’s hideout.

In the blink of an eye, eighteen months passed as the two fleets re-embarked, heading again towards the Nanxiang Star Cluster.

Ren Zhong stood on the bridge, gazing into the distance.

If you don’t give it to me, I’ll take it myself.