There's not a lot of debate about the names of civilizations, and you can't expect a group of people with a waste of names to come up with a name, so the matter has been put on hold for the time being.

So the oil girl Iron Pill resorted to the procrastination method: "Anyway, if we don't have a name, it won't affect our work, besides, there will always be a name, go back and think slowly."

"Good, very good, very good." A group of guys nodded in agreement.

Cao Thief suddenly patted his head and said in surprise, "Wait, I remember that we still have time to endure below, how are those children doing?"

Several avatars shook their heads together, and one of them stood up and replied, "All of them have been eliminated, and when we took over, they were already too big, their minds were solidified, and their minds were full of fighting and killing."

Cao Thief was a little skeptical that these avatars were too busy to do their work properly: "Wouldn't it be a little impatient to make a decision so quickly?"

The politician looked at him in surprise: "What do you think, Cao thief, this teacher who took over from me to teach mathematics, you are a scum if you are more patient than him."

Cao Thief instantly wilted when he heard this, this is the third most patient god among all the people present, just because he was busy and didn't have time to carry out the advent ceremony, he actually questioned his lack of patience, it was too miserable.

Seeing that Cao Thief was lying down and pretending to be dead, the stationmaster stood up, and he said, "If the civilization promotion system is determined, I think we still have a group of people to choose from."

The webmaster is indeed talking about a high-quality intellectual resource that everyone overlooks: the clone of Erdo.

The clones produced by Erdo's strange and bizarre cloning technology are graded, one is pure industrial production, the body age is 30 years old when they walk off the production line, the memory and thinking are prefabricated, and the maximum life span is no more than five years, which is a very pure FMCG.

The pilot who drove the reconnaissance ship in front of the charge, and the infantry who held guns inside the battleship and satellite, all the people who died in large numbers when they fought with the oil girl Tetsumaru and them were all this kind of AI clones.

But there is also a high-level clone among Erdo, each of them is unique, and there is no second clone of the same while alive, and until he dies for various reasons, his clone will be restarted, and the chip carrying all his memories and emotions will be inserted into the new clone.

The newborn body of the advanced clone is only twelve years old, there is no memory prefabrication, and it needs to gradually fuse the memories and skills of the previous generation through the brain insertion chip, and it will take six to eight years to revert back to their predecessors, and the lifespan of these clones can reach one hundred and fifty years old, or even more than two hundred years.

It is these high-level clones who take on the mid-level jobs of Erdo's society, such as ship navigators, noble butlers, accountants, battleship power system maintenance personnel, aerospace fighter ground crew, and so on.

Erdo's society is actually supported by these backbone clones, and only their hard work can make the whole society run smoothly.

The stationmaster consulted Erdo's history and found the source of the high-level clones, who were once the middle class of Erdo, who possessed excellent technology or abilities, and earned a good status and income in society with their skills. They work hard, dreaming of one day being able to leap into the upper echelons of their class.

After the multi-civilization began to degenerate, the upper class solidified into an aristocracy, the middle class lost the channel of ascent, most of them began to lie down and degenerate, and a few began to seek revolt.

The rebels naturally failed, because at that time, the Erdo civilization no longer had the so-called bottom layer, and the bottom layer was all clones and intelligent robots that had been produced, and the few middle-level rebellions were meaningless.

For the rebels, the nobles are naturally killed, but for the lying flat, the nobles are also unacceptable, because they are lying flat, do they let the nobles do those lowly jobs?

Joke.

So the wise men among the aristocracy came up with a brilliant idea, they first improved the treatment of the middle class, and then with the idea of the middle class lying flat, developed a high-level brain plug chip to assist people in handling complex work, reducing people's labor difficulty and learning costs.

This series of policies has satisfied the middle class, who work at a low intensity

incomes increased, and a comfortable life of high welfare was lived, and the entire Erdo society returned to a thriving state.

At this time, Erdo's high welfare cost is very exaggerated, the main ones who pay for the high welfare are the conquered alien civilizations, they are forced to die and live still not enough to afford the high welfare, the remaining difference can only make the nobles bleed, the nobles at that time bear a tax rate of up to more than eighty percent, they gritted their teeth and waited for the turning point of change to come.

All these conveniences soon degraded the middle class, and they lost their internal mobility, and the different professional jobs solidified into the confines of family inheritance in just two generations. As if the interlacing is no longer separated by mountains, but by the entire atmosphere, the fragmentation of social ties deprives the middle class of the possibility of uniting.

Moreover, after a hundred years of accumulation, the advanced brain insertion chip has recorded enough professional skill data, although it cannot completely replace thinking, but as long as the whole society no longer pursues progress, it is enough to meet the needs of maintenance.

When the time came, the nobles bared their fangs.

They imprisoned the technical elite of the small family on trumped-up charges, and secretly executed them after recovering the chips in prison.

After the cooling-off period has passed, high-level clones of the technologically elite are crafted to continue to uphold the important functions of society.

So one after another, the elimination of the middle layer was quietly completed within a hundred years, and the entire society was left with only the aristocratic upper class, and the different levels of AI clones that served them.

After listening to the stationmaster's introduction to the origin of the high-level clones, all the oil girl iron pills shuddered, and sure enough, the higher the technical level, the more terrifying the crimes committed.

The stationmaster's final suggestion was, "I think that these high-level clones are all independent genetic bodies, and even some of the life that was born naturally to a certain extent, and if we ignore their historical origins, we can completely integrate them into our civilization."

The oil girl Tetsumaru agreed: "That's right, the stationmaster's proposal is very reasonable, and my opinion is to agree."

Sheng Yangyu also agreed: "The source of our civilization is a civilization that does not emphasize blood relations, and it is cultural identity that maintains the unity of civilization. As long as these clones can accept our myths, our history, our culture, our writing, and our values, then they are our people."

One avatar said, "That's fine, I've checked these clones, and when they first came out of the factory, they were very pure, like babies, and their longevity didn't matter much."

"As long as we treat them as normal people and grow up according to our compulsory education system, this is our people."

The oil girl Tetsumaru nodded in satisfaction and asked the stationmaster, "How big is this group of high-level clones?"

"More than sixty-two thousand."

The oil girl Tetsumaru thought for a moment and said, "Then send 20,000 to Xincha, and the remaining 40,000 to the land of water, and rush to that rotten country."

"In the past, what we needed from the Land of Water was the skin of this country, and we used the glove of the Fog Hidden Village to meddle in the affairs of the ninja world. But now it's different, and we need a large population to be incorporated into our civilization."

"The nobles of the Water Nation, and the rotten ninja clans, we don't need them anymore, and their presence interferes with our purposes."

The Tired Bird then said, "Then sweep them into the garbage dump and completely transform the water country, and leave this to me."

Everyone looked at the tired bird together, and the oil girl Tetsumaru asked, "What are you going to do?"

The tired bird showed Bai Sensen's teeth and said with a smile: "We are now eliminating the insect swarm, so hand over all the insects that are about to be eliminated to me, and the absolute power to control is naturally Mount Tai's overpower, and quickly cut through the mess."

"Don't worry, I won't kill people casually, as long as they accept our arrangement, obey our leaders, hehehe, don't kill people."

Cut~~

This is all in vain, and there is no person with vested interests who will not work hard for their own interests, and the land that was used as a flag and puppet in the first place

There is not a single person with vested interests who will not fight for their own interests, and the local lords who were used as banners and puppets in the first place will definitely resist, will definitely fight hard, and then they will definitely be killed.

There will definitely be lucky people and survivors, and there may even be ninjas who have betrayed the class, but as a privileged class, the vast majority of the lords of the Water Country will not survive.

An even bloodier storm is about to sweep across the Water Country, and this time the death and cruelty will surpass the kind of skirmishes in the "Blood Mist" in the Fog Hidden Village.

Tired Bird said that he would replan the social system of the water country, from the feudal era to the capital age. Therefore, this time the bloodshed will not destroy humanity, and the dead lives will no longer be meaningless, they will be sacrificed as nourishment for a capitalized water country, and their deaths will be meaningful.

"We have to believe that capitalism is quite progressive, and it will liberate more people from confinement, unleash their nature, and expand our base for selecting talents."

"There must be talent among those who don't have ninja talent, who don't have nobility, and it's the talent we need to learn."

"And we have to believe in the greed of capital, and the instinct to chase profits, as long as we pay money for each talent, capital will select talents, spend a lot of effort to cultivate them, and then hand them over to us."

"This is the ninja world's version of the high-level talent trade, if we return some talents, they will even train their own children themselves and leave them to us to choose."

….

"As long as we are strong enough, willing to pay currency, willing to let them make enough profits, the land of water will unswervingly follow us, and we will experience the overlord of Eagle Sauce, sucking their blood while being touted by them as a beacon of civilization."

The tired bird shook his head in disgust, "That must smell delicious."

The oil girl Iron Pill couldn't cry or laugh: "It's still beautiful, it's really a bastard with a bird in his name, where did you learn the eagle sauce fan?"

"It's kind of like that."

Tired Bird spread his hands: "We are rabbits, Eagle Sauce's biggest fans, hardcore fans."

Tired Bird is right, what rabbit doesn't blush at Eagle Sauce? His proposal was so convincing that it was unanimously agreed upon, and the decision was handed over to him for implementation.

……

"By the way, stationmaster." The oil girl Tetsumaru asked, "Do you know what happened after the Erdo wiped out the bottom and middle levels?"

The stationmaster was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "I did check."

"Let's talk about it, it's time to learn a lesson."

"Okay."

The stationmaster continued to follow the previous topic about the social changes in Erdo.

Because Erdo has a lifespan of up to 400 years, the Erdo nobles who planned this grand plan actually saw this ending, so they were enshrined as heroes, great leaders, outstanding people, and so on.

Of course, he was also very old and died not long after, so he was lucky not to see the subsequent developments.

The Erdo nobles, who had lost their last competition, had fallen to an incredible level in less than a thousand years, and the degree of their infighting was even more frenzied, and the level of involution was probably that the middle class who had been slaughtered saw it and were glad that they had died a happy death.

As technological superiority continues to be lost and the limits of Erdo's jurisdiction shrink, they are forced to abandon the galaxy they can't manage.

In addition to voluntarily abandoning the galaxy due to lack of ability, there are also cases where the Erdos were driven out and lost the galaxy due to the resistance of the indigenous civilization.

At that time, many nobles were aware of the danger of this situation, but Erdo's social order had collapsed to the stage of the law of the jungle, and the nobles stared at each other with wide eyes, both to tear a bite of flesh from each other and to prevent a bite from being bitten by others.

No one dares to shed blood, let alone pay, so they can only survive cautiously.

But at this time, no nobleman dared to go out independently, because no nobleman could master a full set of middle-level technical resources in society, and once independent, he would face technological collapse and civilization decline

of desperate situations.

Historically, more than one family became independent, but in just a few decades, it lost its ability to fly and quickly degenerated into a new indigenous people, and hundreds of years later, not even a trace of Erdo can be found.

This devastating civilizational fall lasted more than 5,000 years ago, and there were not many remaining nobles in Erdo, and few people could finally make some decisions.

In addition, at this time, various religious beliefs have been reshuffled, and the religion that has taken the lead in becoming a unified religion has re-emerged, and religion has coordinated the contradictions within the aristocracy as a neutral force, and finally kept Erdo's vitality from being lost.

Since then, the Erdo civilization has not fallen, but there is no momentum to move forward, as if it has been locked in a time capsule, which has not changed in the slightest for thousands of years.

Until a few large barrels of wood invaded, destroying the last pride of the Erdo civilization.

In the end, the six Erdo nobles decided to flee, and they exchanged their monopoly of mid-level technological clones, each choosing a direction and embarking on a voyage that had been separated for tens of thousands of years.

After listening to Erdo's depraved history, the oil girl iron pills were silent for a long time, as a civilization, they are now only the upper layer, there is no middle layer, and the lower layer has just been built, and they have not completed the integration.

If one accidentally gets away with it, Erdo is a lesson for them.

The oil girl Iron Pill broke the silence and said, "Temporarily slow down the compilation of Erdo's civilization materials, and prioritize the completion of Erdo's placement in exchange for high-level clones."

"Okay."

"The Tired Bird immediately set out to transform the Water Country, and all the mobile forces of the Water Country, the Tea Country, the Moon, and the Space Station will be handed over to you, and the social transformation will be completed as soon as possible."

"Understood."

Looking at everyone who were not in a high mood, the oil girl Tetsumaru finally announced, "Let's stop here today."

Sheep in a hundred battles