"Actually, I've always been curious. How on earth did you manage to maintain yourself in the midst of countless knowledge and thoughts, without being swallowed up by a vast system of civilizations?" the Speaker clearly did not intend to go around in circles, and bluntly raised the question that had been bothering him.

You must know that according to his original plan, a baby that looks like a newborn baby should be like a blank sheet of paper, and he can leave his mark on it that belongs to the Darrants.

Even in the long history of the Darrant civilization, there have been almost countless examples of adopting and accommodating young children of other magical races like this.

But there has never been a case where the boy in front of him has maintained his absolute self from beginning to end.

Unless he has some kind of strong desire and emotion from the inside out, there are no external factors that can affect his mind and soul.

"Devouring?" is a good word. The boy changed his position in the jar full of solution and replied with a smile: "It is true that in the face of the vast system of civilization, the ego seems so small and ridiculous that it can even be described as humble. Generally speaking, when the gap between civilizations reaches a certain level, the inhabitants of the lower civilizations will inevitably have a strong desire to become a member of the higher civilizations, even if they have done some bloody and cruel slaughter against themselves and their fellow citizens. But what if it was the other way around? Will the inhabitants of the higher civilizations be attracted by the backward knowledge, technology, and living environment of the lower civilizations? No, no, they will only find the actions of these lower civilizations stupid and ridiculous. ”

"So...... In the eyes of you and your brother, the Darrant civilization is just an inferior civilization?"

The Speaker narrowed his eyes, not seeming to believe the hints in his words.

Because in the known space, the Darents have so far not encountered a powerful civilization that can be compared to themselves, let alone surpassed.

Otherwise, with what they do, they would have been suppressed by the most brutal suppression of higher civilizations.

It's as if the Durents, once they discover that a civilization has amazing potential to create great resistance or trouble for themselves in the future, they will not hesitate to do everything they can to wipe out this civilization once and for all, or create an unprecedented catastrophe that will set it back hundreds or even thousands of years.

The boy nodded first, then shook his head: "You can say yes, you can say no." It is true that you are a highly developed magical civilization with incredible technology and strength. But what is incredible is that behind this high level of development, there is actually an extremely immature and equally unhealthy social system. Here, the status of the spellcaster is infinitely exalted, and those ordinary people can only be forced to submit to the caster in order to find their own place in society and the group. To use a simple word, it is class solidification. Once the lower classes have confirmed their talents, they will permanently lose the opportunity to change their fate. ”

"We are a civilization based on magic, is there anything wrong with the high status of the spellcaster? Isn't it because of this preferential treatment of the spellcaster that the Darrant civilization can achieve today's brilliant achievements. The Speaker questioned with a frown.

It is clear that he does not see anything wrong with this, and is even a beneficiary of this unequal system himself.

"Ahh But let's not forget that the most important thing about a civilization is not only knowledge, technology, and power, but also the abstract parts of thought and culture. Imagine if the Durant civilization has survived to this day, has there ever been a famous work of literature, or a great master of art that can be praised for generations?" asked the boy with a smirk.

"Hmph, we don't need that boring stuff at all. The Speaker made no secret of his contempt.

As he demonstrates, the vast majority of Darrants are 100 percent pragmatists, with no interest in art, philosophy, culture, or anything like that.

In fact, although there were a small number of people engaged in these jobs throughout the hierarchical society, their status was not comparable to that of even the most ordinary expeditionary soldiers.

"Look, that's the problem. The boy shrugged his shoulders. "Excuse me, if your civilization has suffered an unprecedented catastrophe, and all the accumulated knowledge, technology, and elites have been destroyed, then what can support the survivors to rise again and continue the glory and glory of the entire civilization?"

There is no doubt that this question has left the Speaker in a long period of contemplation.

Because the development of the Durant civilization was not all smooth sailing, but experienced a real catastrophe.

After the end of that war with the gods, it was the power of faith that sustained them to find a new direction of development, and it is now the magic system.

Didn't guess!

It's faith!

It was those who once worshipped and obsessed with the gods to launch this unprecedented and brutal war, and then voluntarily gave up the powerful power they were once proud of, just so that the dying civilization could be reborn.

But now, the Darrants have lost their faith, and are left with an insatiable thirst for knowledge and power.

If civilization suffers a major blow at this time, the most likely thing that will happen will definitely not be to unite against the catastrophe.

On the contrary, the expeditionary forces that have spread to the various conquering worlds will definitely take the opportunity to break away from the control of the home planet, and either choose to separate and independent, or unite to fight each other.

Even if there is a victor in the end, the Darrant civilization will certainly not return to its heyday.

After being silent for a long time, the speaker finally took a deep breath and sighed in a slightly self-deprecating tone: "It turns out that you don't agree with us not because we are not rich in knowledge, advanced in technology, or strong enough, but because we are not mature enough to stand up again no matter how many disasters we have experienced like a truly mature civilization." Also, did you think of all of this yourself?"

"No! The second half is my brother's idea. As he spoke, the boy glanced out of the corner of his eye at the magical item that the other party had always carried with him.

He could feel that this small accessory contained an extremely amazing amount of energy, but it would not have much effect on most magic users.

You don't have to ask, this is what the Shadow Guards have ever dreamed of, a weapon that can easily kill them......