218: Chapter 217 Rating of the Fire Seed Project
The shuttle arrived at the presidential palace shortly after.
It was also the residence of the planet's supreme leader.
The fat-faced president came out to welcome them personally, his face beaming with smiles: "Welcome, people of the Civilization of Gods, welcome, Grand Commander!"
Wei Wei offered a polite smile in return.
Then, under his guidance, everyone took their seats one by one.
The president rubbed his hands nervously, his chubby head nodding incessantly: "This riot incident has really caused you all trouble. I heard the Resistance Army also suffered casualties!"
"To express our gratitude and condolences, we will allocate a large sum from the national treasury to..."
Lin Han bowed slightly: "Then we thank you. Actually, we will provide commendations internally."
In truth, at this point, the entire universe would be reduced to ashes in a year and a half.
To the families of the martyrs, no amount of money mattered.
They even appeared somewhat numb and dazed regarding the deaths of their loved ones.
At this moment, Yu Lan cut straight to the chase: "Regarding the riot that occurred on your planet, what is the deal with the weapons those rioters had?"
President Shi En was immediately terrified, hastily explaining: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I've caused trouble for the Civilization of Gods."
"I haven't educated the public enough, which is why so many villains appeared. I will definitely step up their education and make them behave. I guarantee no one will act recklessly again!"
Xiliu browsed the relevant data within its body and said slowly: "Beixing Star, supreme leader, President Shi En!"
The fat man opposite them, President Shi En, immediately nodded, his attitude very humble.
Xiliu took a glance and continued: "Beixing Star is a small planet with barren resources. Currently, the total number of living beings is less than forty million!"
"The presidency is hereditary. President Shi En is the seventh president."
Wei Wei pursed her lips and smiled: "Wow, you're the local tyrant here. The territory your ancestors conquered has reached its seventh generation with you!"
President Shi En's forehead broke out in sweat, but he still tried to squeeze out a smile: "No, no, I am just a representative of the people. It is actually much the same as the systems of other civilizations."
Xiliu quickly corrected him: "It is not much the same. Your rating in the Kindling Project is Grade D."
The way everyone looked at President Shi En changed instantly.
The rating system for the Kindling Project was proposed by Tu Kulei, and helped to be formulated and perfected by "Hope", Xiliu, and the entire "Silver Core Alliance" of the Main Universe.
It rated every civilization and conducted corresponding selections.
Although the quota was increased from selecting two out of a million living beings to selecting eight, this rating system had never changed.
That is, civilizations with fewer than one hundred living beings are rated Grade A, where they can conduct internal selections and submit the list themselves; then, the people on the list can simply board the ship.
Civilizations rated Grade A are not few in the Milky Way Galaxy. When many civilizations fled here, they only had single-digit populations left.
Of course, all those with fewer than a million were given the full quota of eight, as if they had a population of a million.
Therefore, some stranded civilizations would get the opportunity for all their members to leave this universe.
Those rated Grade B are civilizations confirmed by the Xingyang Civilization to have a population of over one hundred, and are fully democratic with transparent information.
The selection process for the Kindling Project in these civilizations would be spot-checked by people from the Xingyang Civilization after the list was submitted.
But in actual operation, the probability of being spot-checked is extremely low. After all, the Xingyang Civilization does not have many people in this universe.
Moreover, judging from the results fed back from the spot checks, Tu Kulei's ratings are quite accurate.
There has not been a single instance of favoritism or abuse of power seen.
Civilizations rated Grade C are those with insufficient democracy and information transparency.
Although they also select personnel themselves, the method, process, and all footage before and after the selection must be submitted along with the final list, and then uploaded to the Inspection Department uniformly.
The Inspection Department consists of people from the Silver Core Alliance and the Xingyang Civilization, and they will carefully screen every selection process and list.
Not a single one will be missed.
Although many instances of cheating using technology software have been uncovered, the overall proportion is still far lower than the Xingyang Civilization's expectations.
Perhaps with the end of the world imminent, the eyes of the public are sharp.
Or perhaps due to the deterrent power of the Civilization of Gods, there are not many among those in power who dare to tamper with the process.
As for Grade D civilizations, there is no such process of post-review because all their selection work is handled entirely by people from the Xingyang Civilization or the Silver Core Civilization of the Main Universe.
The rulers of these civilizations cannot interfere with the entire drawing process in any way.
And the small Beixing Star before them is exactly the type rated as Grade D.
Yu Lan teased with a forced smile: "You are Grade D."
"Let me think, your planet has a population of forty million. If we weren't helping with the drawing,"
"That list of 32 Kindling Project personnel would certainly include you, right? And the others would all be your relatives and such."
Hearing this, President Shi En felt extreme resentment in his heart, but he still had to put on a look of being terrified and trembling on his face.
He feigned grievance and said: "How could that be! Even if you, the Xingyang Civilization, didn't come to do this, we would definitely conduct a fair and just drawing."
"It's just that the Civilization of Gods doesn't seem to... I mean, the Civilization of Gods specifically helped me take on this heavy workload, so naturally, we couldn't be happier."
Xiliu revealed a playful expression, piercing his lie with one sentence: "Forget it, we know what kind of character your Shi Family has."
"The truth cannot be covered up."
"When your grandfather, the fifth ruler, was in office, the entire Beixing Star encountered natural and man-made disasters one after another. For years, the fields yielded no harvest, and the public was facing an unprecedented great famine!"
"The condition proposed by a neighboring planet at the time was simply for him to abandon the hereditary system."
"As long as he gave up this throne of a local tyrant passed down through generations, they would send a large amount of food to help your Beixing Star overcome the crisis!"
"But what was the result? Your grandfather would rather watch the public starve to death in droves than agree to the other side's conditions."
"After the famine passed, the entire Beixing Star lost one-tenth of its population. They were all starved to death."
"But ironically, your grandfather ultimately died from overeating."
Hearing this, President Shi En was already sweating profusely.
His large head seemed to be coated in a layer of oil. He stammered, not knowing how to respond.
He could only say in a tone bordering on a wail: "That was my grandfather's choice; how could I have interfered? I wasn't even born yet at that time."
Xiliu smiled, clearly not wanting to let him off easily. So it said again: "However, as far as I know, since you inherited the family business... no, inherited this country, what you have done is not much better than your grandfather."
"You still keep the country closed off and live a life where the world belongs to your family."
"If it weren't for the Xingyang God coming here and using Matter Conversion to produce large amounts of supplies, your people wouldn't be able to eat a few truly full meals all year round, let alone enjoy delicious food."
"The difference between you and your grandfather is just that during the years you have been in office, there hasn't been a famine of that scale here."
"The public has just shifted from struggling for survival to struggling at the poverty line."
Yu Lan gave Xiliu a look, signaling it to stop rambling.
After all, they came here this time to investigate the riot; no one cared whether this civilization's system was a family-owned state or a democratic society.
Furthermore, after knowing that this civilization's rating was Grade D, everyone had long understood what kind of background this Shi Family had.
But the anger in President Shi En's heart had been thoroughly ignited.
Except for the people of the Xingyang Civilization, no one had ever dared to speak to him like this.
Even those who dared to look up at him casually had been executed by him.
Compared to the end of the world, President Shi En hated the Xingyang Civilization more, and hated the Xingyang God even more.
Because the foundation of the Shi Family's seven-generation rule relied on constantly brainwashing and stupefying the public, portraying the Shi Family's bloodline as the bloodline of gods, and their ancestors as deities.
But the Xingyang God came, and when the public looked up at the starry sky, they instantly understood what a true god was.
Plus, the supplies that drifted to all parts of the Milky Way Galaxy after the deity used Matter Conversion.
Let that bunch of hungry, unruly people taste what it was like to be full and eat well for the first time.
Their brainwashed heads gradually became enlightened, and compared to believing in the Shi Family.
Their hearts believed more in the Great Deity Xingyang.
Plus the "Kindling Project" selection that happened earlier.
In the list of 32 people selected to escape the doomsday.
Except for one person who could barely be counted as a distant relative of the Shi Family, there was not a single member of the Shi Family.
And that distant relative was also a pauper, living in a broken straw hut just like an ordinary farmer, eating a tiny bit of food.
Thin as a monkey.
Clearly, they had long been forgotten by the Shi Family.
These people instantly understood that no matter how the Shi Family boasted for these seven generations, or how they tried every possible way to prove the legitimacy of their family-owned state.
In front of the great deity, they were nothing.
On Beixing Star, the Shi Family's rule also loosened for the first time.
All of this made President Shi En extremely angry.
In the past, even if these people were starved or frozen to death in large numbers, most of them would still be grateful to him.
But now it was different.
The Shi Family's foundation was no longer unbreakable.
President Shi En could accept the end of the world, but he could not accept his family-owned state collapsing, or even cracks appearing in its foundation.
But right now, he understood it was not the time for him to lash out. He could only lower his head and remain silent.
Shortly after, "Hope" sent over the deployment map of all military forces on Beixing Star via the scanner on the spaceship.
While looking at the map, Yu Lan browsed through the military expenditure and weapon equipment situation of Beixing Star over the past few years.
Finally, she took a deep breath and said: "Alright, I am certain now that although those rioters are Beixing people, those weapons are not yours."
President Shi En breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time asked with a puzzled voice: "Then where did those rioters' weapons come from?"
Yu Lan shook her head: "I don't know, but they are definitely not from your army. Under your Shi Family's management, Beixing Star has reached a new height of poverty."
"It cannot produce such weapons!"
Lin Han also chimed in at the right moment: "Thanks to your poverty, those shopping malls of yours are just for show. There isn't much foot traffic inside."
"Otherwise, the civilian casualties at the security station this time would have hit a new high."
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