"In fact, I've always been curious. How on earth did you keep yourself in countless knowledge and thoughts and not be swallowed up by a huge civilization system?" the speaker obviously didn't intend to go around in circles and directly raised the questions that had been bothering him all the time.

You know, according to his original plan, a baby who looks like a newborn should be like a piece of white paper, on which he can leave his own mark belonging to the darente.

Even in the long history of darente civilization, there are almost countless examples of adopting and accommodating children of other magical races.

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

Unless he has a strong desire and emotion from the inside out, there are no external factors that can affect his thought and soul.

"Devour? The word is used very well." 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 huge civilization system, the self is so small and ridiculous that it can even be described as humble. Generally speaking, when the gap between civilizations reaches a certain degree, the residents of lower civilizations will inevitably have a strong desire to become a member of higher civilizations, even if the other party has been to themselves and even their compatriots Do some bloody and cruel slaughters. But what if it is the opposite? Will the residents of higher civilization be attracted by the backward knowledge, technology and living environment of lower civilization? No, no, they will only think that the actions of these lower civilizations are stupid and ridiculous. "

"So... In the eyes of you and your brother, darente civilization is just a lower civilization?"

The speaker narrowed his eyes and didn't seem to believe the hint revealed in the dialect.

Because in the known space, the darentes have not encountered a powerful civilization that can be compared with themselves, let alone surpass.

Otherwise, their actions would have been brutally suppressed by higher civilization.

It's like that once darente people find out which civilization has amazing potential and will create huge resistance or trouble for themselves in the future, they will not hesitate to do everything to erase this civilization once and for all, or create an unprecedented disaster and let it go back hundreds or even thousands of years.

The boy first nodded and then shook his head: "You can say yes or no. It is true that you are a highly developed magical civilization with incredible technology and strength. But it is incredible that behind this highly developed, there is an extremely immature and unhealthy social system. Here, the status of casters is infinitely elevated, and ordinary people can only be forced to succumb to it The caster can find his own position in society and groups. A simple word is class solidification. Once the lower class has confirmed their talent, they will permanently lose the opportunity to change their destiny. "

"We are a civilization based on magic. Is there any problem with the lofty status of the caster? Is it not because of this preferential treatment to the caster that the darente civilization can have today's brilliant achievements?" the speaker frowned and questioned.

Obviously, he doesn't think there is any problem in doing so, and he is even the beneficiary of this unequal system.

"Ah! You're right. Today's brilliance of the darente civilization is really inseparable from this system in which a large number of resources are inclined to the caster. But don't forget that the most important part of a civilization is not only knowledge, technology and power, but also the abstract part of thought and culture. Just imagine, what famous literary works have the darente civilization continued to this day? Or is it a great artist who can be praised for generations? "The boy asked with a smile.

"Hum! We don't need those boring things at all." the speaker didn't hide his contempt at all.

As he showed, most darentes are 100% pragmatists and have no interest in art, philosophy, culture and so on.

In fact, although there are a small number of personnel engaged in these work in the whole hierarchical society, their status can not even compare with the most ordinary Expeditionary Army soldiers.

"Look, that's the problem." the boy shrugged his shoulders. "Excuse me, if your civilization suffered an unprecedented disaster and all the accumulated knowledge, technology and elite were destroyed, what else can support the survivors to rise again and continue the glory and glory of the whole civilization?"

There is no doubt that this question has plunged the speaker into a long period of meditation.

Because the development of darente civilization was not plain sailing, but experienced a real catastrophe.

After the war with God ended, they found a new development direction supported by the power of faith, which is the current magic system.

No guess!

Is faith!

It was those who once worshipped and obsessed with gods who launched this unprecedented cruel war, and then took the initiative to give up the powerful power they were proud of, just for the rebirth of the dying civilization.

But now, darentes have lost their faith, leaving only an endless thirst for knowledge and power.

If civilization suffered heavy losses at this time, the most likely thing would never be to unite against disaster.

On the contrary, the expeditionary forces that spread to conquer the world will definitely take the opportunity to break away from the control of the parent star, either choose to separate themselves or join forces to fight against each other.

Even if there is a winner at last, darente civilization will not be able to return to its heyday.

After a long silence, the speaker finally took a deep breath and said in a slightly self mocking tone: "It turns out that you don't agree with us because our knowledge is not rich enough, our technology is not advanced enough and our strength is not 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. In addition, did you think of all these?"

"No! The second half is my brother's idea." the boy glanced at the magic item that the other party always carried with him with the rest of his eyes.

He could feel that the interior of this small accessory contained extremely amazing energy, but it would not have any impact on most magic users.

You don't have to ask. This is what the shadow guards want in their dreams. It's a weapon that can easily kill them