346: Chapter 345 With transparent thinking, as long as you dare to speak, they dare to believe! Smith indicated he had it all figured out easily.

The faces of the exiled CIA personnel were filled with piety, unleashing a barrage of sycophantic flattery into the void, growing more enthusiastic with each passing moment.

Ten minutes later, only when many had begun to babble aimlessly and force awkward compliments did this fawning display gradually subside.

Seeing this, Smith immediately spoke with piety.

"Everyone!"

"I am so fortunate!"

"Fortunate that in this incredibly dark moment, we have received the mercy of the Trisolaran Civilization!"

"The all-knowing, all-powerful, and all-wise Lord is the savior of us humans on Blue Star, the greatest existence in the world!"

"The first thought I have when I wake up every morning is to thank and praise the great Trisolarans!"

"They are worthy of all the praise in this world!"

"At the same time!"

"I am also filled with trepidation!"

"Why is it that we are the ignorant and foolish ones who commit crimes, yet it is the great Trisolarans who suffer?"

"Why is it not that we loved the Lord first, but that the Lord loved us first!"

"It is the Lord who chose us!"

"Illuminated us with the light of knowledge!"

"And absolved us with a heart of mercy!"

"Cleansing us of our endless filth, and bestowing upon us the greatest grace!"

"How holy and great They are!"

"We need Them, just as fish cannot leave the water, just as life cannot cease breathing for even a moment!"

Recalling the Christian prayers he had recently learned, Smith suppressed the nausea rising within him and continued to speak piously.

"In the name of the Lord, I pray sincerely!"

"The supreme, greatest, and holiest Trisolaran Civilization will surely ascend to become a Level 3 cosmic civilization that dominates the three-dimensional material universe!"

"Becoming the eternal and immortal great master between heaven and earth!"

"May the Lord be with us forever!"

"May the Trisolarans be eternal!"

As Smith finished his last sentence, the crowd shouted along.

"May the Trisolarans be eternal!"

"May the Trisolarans be eternal!"

"May the Trisolarans be eternal!"

Not long after, the shouting gradually died down.

Just then, Sophon's electronically synthesized voice echoed through the base.

[ DONT... DONT... ]

Hearing this, everyone was startled, and Smith's expression darkened slightly.

He had not yet figured out which remark had accidentally offended the Trisolarans.

But Sophon's next emotionless sentence left Smith speechless.

[ DONT STOP... ]

Seeing this, Smith immediately signaled to Dr. Nakamura beside him.

Dr. Nakamura understood and immediately led the group to continue their sycophantic flattery toward the void.

These scientists were not usually the type to fawn over others, and having already said everything that needed to be said, they had no choice but to force it awkwardly.

These compliments sounded incredibly fake, yet the Trisolarans bought it all, accepting every bit of flattery.

If you dared to say it, they dared to believe it, appearing very pleased with it.

Smith kept his face calm, but inside, he was sneering endlessly.

The endless knowledge possessed by the Trisolaran Civilization was as vast as the universe; even a tiny glimpse of it could expose humanity's ignorance completely.

Because of this, the worship of the Trisolarans by all the scientists within the exiled CIA organization was genuine.

Even so, Smith saw things clearly.

After a period of constant contact with the Trisolaran Civilization, Smith sensitively discovered a trait of the Trisolarans, which could also be called a fatal weakness.

That is, transparent thinking!

In the dictionary of the Trisolaran Civilization, concepts like deception, fooling, lying, concealment, or trickery do not exist!

To put it bluntly, if you dare to say it, they will dare to believe it!

This is why the Trisolarans were so receptive to those sycophantic flatteries—because they actually believed those lies...

Knowing this, Smith immediately tailored his approach.

For example, that Christian religious brainwashing soup he had used, which had been passed down in Western human society for over two thousand years, was like catnip to the Trisolarans—it completely enthralled them...

Even so, Smith could never understand why the highly advanced Trisolarans still retained this almost brain-dead physiological trait.

Through constant probing and inquiries, after learning almost the entire history of the Trisolaran Civilization from Sophon, he finally understood the reason.

It must be said that the Trisolaran Civilization reaching this point is indeed a rare miracle in the vast universe.

Given the extremely harsh celestial environment of the Biling Star System where the Trisolarans reside—with the suns constantly rising and the three stars often aligning—there were simply no natural conditions for the emergence of intelligent species.

Yet, the Trisolaran Civilization was born anyway.

Over the long years, the Trisolaran Civilization has experienced thousands of apocalyptic catastrophes, and through countless rebirths, the Trisolarans were forced to constantly evolve and adapt within the extremely harsh environment.

To resist the high temperatures and intense light when the three suns were in the sky, their skin became as smooth as a mirror, and they could dehydrate their entire bodies to hibernate deep underground to survive the ordeal.

When the mild Stable Era arrived, they would absorb groundwater to rehydrate and recover.

At the same time, for the continuation of life, the Trisolarans gradually developed a highly centralized, hive-like despotic social structure during their evolution, and their physical structure retained many unique traits through natural selection.

Among these, using high-speed neural electrical waves as a means of communication, discarding all unnecessary emotions, being extremely calm and rational, having no concept of individual privacy, and even passing memories to the next generation through central neurons—which is "transparent thinking"—was a unique trait completely different from humans.

In Smith's view, this trait was uniquely advantageous for the survival of their civilization, perhaps even decisive.

But for Smith, the Director of the CIA who excelled at lying, deceiving, and stealing, it was simply ridiculous!

With such a trait, even if you possessed endless advanced knowledge, what difference was there from a fool?