Chapter 154 Anglia

“Anglia, Godora citizen, pureblood, formerly residing on the home planet, later moved to the High Ting Colony Planet, single-parent family, low economic status, family members deceased, no spouse, no relatives, graduated from a public cognitive school in his youth, no long-term employment history thereafter, only a few odd job records, total working hours less than seven months, imprisoned for several days due to fighting, most recent activity record was decades ago…”

In the room, Hannes and Bennett sat in the opposite chairs. Han Xiao read this information aloud, then handed it to them to browse. This information was given to him by Nagokin. After portrait matching, Godora's artificial intelligence quickly locked onto the target in the citizen identity database.

In interstellar civilizations, all citizens are recorded. As long as this identity ID is used for activities, relevant records will be fed back to the database. Advanced civilizations store information not only in the database node. The database is only the largest backup. In addition, information is passed through some individual information nodes, and secret backups are automatically made to form a data chain. Even if the main database fails, all information will not be lost and can be retrieved from other nodes at any time.

Citizen identity information is naturally confidential, but with Nagokin's status, mobilizing the identity database is just a matter of saying a word. According to the rules and regulations, citizen files cannot be browsed by outsiders, but rules are dead, and people are alive. Nagokin intends to befriend Black Star. If only such simple information is needed, the higher-ups will turn a blind eye—after all, ability comes with privileges.

Of course, Nagokin asked Han Xiao why he wanted to investigate this person. Han Xiao had nothing to hide. He said that a friend had encountered a strange Godoran on Aquamarine. As for Hannes' baseless guesses, there was naturally no need to reveal them.

"That's him." Hannes carefully identified the portrait on the file, confirming that this Anglia was the mysterious Godoran he had encountered on Aquamarine. However, the appearance on the file was much younger. He couldn't help but ask, "How old is this person?"

"If divided according to the date of birth, Anglia is already over ninety years old. The lifespan of Godorans is about one and a half times that of you. However, this is rarely calculated in the universe, because there are hibernation life support pods, which can greatly delay aging. The file says that there have been no activity records for Anglia for decades, which means that he has not used his identity ID during this time… When you met him, he was in the life support pod. Maybe he has been on Aquamarine for a long time." Han Xiao pondered, then glanced at the file again, his expression thoughtful.

This file was quite detailed, with records of Anglia from birth to disappearance, which surprised Han Xiao. The file was too unremarkable. It looked like an ordinary interstellar citizen. With Godora's productivity, most citizens no longer need to work—this is also a common social problem in most advanced civilizations.

Not earning money won't lead to starvation, but of course, life won't be too good. Anglia left the home planet naturally for this reason. The standard of living on the home planet is generally relatively high. Although civilizations can support idlers, it is limited to the minimum level of guaranteed life. If you want good things, you still have to work and earn money, and the prices and social atmosphere of each planet will naturally exclude those who do not work.

The High Ting Colony Planet is a very marginal territory, not valued, and relatively backward. If Godora's colony planets are divided into several echelons, then High Ting is definitely the worst echelon, basically equivalent to the interstellar version of a slum.

Bennett frowned and said, "Could the war on Aquamarine really be related to him?" Although he didn't understand the interstellar situation, he had basic judgment. Not only Han Xiao, but even he felt that this was an ordinary person's file, and there seemed to be nothing special about it.

"It's hard to say, I don't know which force he belongs to." Han Xiao shook his head. "Now there are new clues. First, according to this activity record, send someone to High Ting for a field visit to investigate. Second, ask the Six Nations to hand over the life support pods they seized. I will check the product numbers, find the seller, and trace it."

"Okay, everything depends on you." Hannes nodded solemnly.

"I'll talk to the Six Nations." Bennett said, he went to convey Han Xiao's meaning, and the Six Nations would naturally not refuse. He felt that he could only help with this.

Bennett was also a legendary figure who came from the Hundred Nations War of the old era, and he was also extremely curious about the reasons why Aquamarine became the pattern it is today.

Han Xiao nodded, took out the communication terminal, flipped through the address book, thousands of names flashed by quickly, he selected a member of the Sky Ring Army mercenary for contact. This person was a comrade-in-arms in a previous employment operation. After connecting, the other party's tone was warm. Han Xiao exchanged a few pleasantries and then asked him for help, passing over Anglia's information. The other party readily agreed to investigate.

Because the High Ting Colony Planet was relatively far away, and Han Xiao had things to do on Aquamarine, he didn't plan to let his mercenaries leave, so he used his connections to hire another partner company to help investigate. Sky Ring had many businesses and the investigation efficiency was higher.

Two days later, the Six Nations sent over the life support pods. Han Xiao invaded the system and easily obtained the product number. Not only that, he also found that the life support pod had a networking function. With his current technology, he quickly hacked the login account. The records inside were all entertainment items, nothing of value. He sent them to the Sky Ring mercenary as new clues.

Then he put the matter out of his mind.

He had done everything that should be done, and these were the only clues, waiting for the progress of Sky Ring.

The situation on Aquamarine was slowly stabilizing. Because Godora learned about the effect of the Heteromorphy Origin in advance, they did not take detours like in the previous life. More and more refugees were being rescued. The shelters were expanding at a rapid pace. The area covered by buildings was expanding outward in circles. Although they were all simple refugee houses, they gradually had the scale of a city.

The shelter was named after him, so the refugees who arrived would remember it. The number of refugees was increasing. Although the Heteromorphy Virus would erupt again in the next stage, gathering the refugees together could at least facilitate suppression. Even if there were not enough inhibitors, they could be subdued by force. The dead and injured would be less than in the previous life, but the pressure on manpower would increase sharply… Even after learning about the possible future situation from Han Xiao, Bennett still wanted to save people.

Nagokin's rescue team, the players, the shelter, the Six Nations, everyone was busy. There were several beast attacks during this time, but they were easily repelled.

Han Xiao was constantly recruiting players. Some players who earned Enas were starting to shop in the faction store. The number was small. After all, Godora's mission rewards were meager. These consumptions added up to less than 10,000 Enas in total, far from enough for Han Xiao to repay his debts.

He was not in a hurry at all. This was just the beginning.

Han Xiao's consistent principle was common prosperity. Only when the players' wallets were full can the market purchasing power rise. And making the players rich is something that can't be thought of in the short term, after all, it's not easy for the players to earn money…

Aquamarine was temporarily fine. At least before DarkStar made a move, there would be no trouble. Han Xiao was more concerned about other planets with Heteromorphy Disasters. The disaster situation was spreading in the Garton Star System in the form of news broadcasts. The people of Godora were still praying, blessing, and supporting the disaster relief troops.

However, some different voices quietly appeared.

"So many planets have outbreaks of disasters, and the symptoms are similar. It's too coincidental. It must not be that simple."

"I heard some rumors that some people say that Godora actually set up experimental bases for developing weapons on these planets, and accidentally the experiment failed and the weapons leaked out, so the disaster was brewed."

"If you want to experiment, why not find unmanned planets? How could you risk experimenting with weapons on the planets of allied civilizations."

"Indeed, this statement is too stupid. It's obviously fake at a glance."

"Not necessarily, if it's a biological weapon, it just needs to be experimented with life."

"You're overthinking it. It's probably DarkStar's ghost. They have a history of attacking low-level civilizations in the Garton Star System and causing trouble for Godora."

"What if Godora deliberately pushed this matter to DarkStar's head… Such an enemy is a natural shield."

"Heh, how is that possible? It's simply nonsense. You will be responsible for it in the future."

On Godora's network, some citizens began to make various speculations. Compared with serious disaster relief, many idlers preferred heretical guesses, more to enjoy the stimulation brought by this kind of speech, with a kind of unique excitement, but not many people really believed it.

And about the disaster, new rumors came out.

"I have a friend who is a member of the disaster relief team…"

"Here it is, I have a friend series."

"Hate it, stop it… Anyway, he said the disaster is too strange, and the top is completely helpless. There is no way to eradicate it. In the end, it is very likely that civilization will be migrated and refugees will be taken in."

"Ah? No way."

"So many planets, the population is too large. Migrating so many people is a big project. I am afraid that the top will let those refugees live in our colony planets temporarily."

"How can that work? I don't want to live with those natives."

"That is, they can go to other places and reclaim the land on uninhabited planets. Why come to our territory and occupy our resources."

"Actually, if it is a temporary residence, it is tolerable, but I am afraid they will not want to leave."

"Simply open up a new uninhabited planet and throw the refugees from those planets on it and let them fend for themselves. Anyway, don't come to our Godora."

"Yes, disaster relief is enough, but there is no need to be responsible for them to the end."

These different opinions are just wishful thinking, there is no evidence yet, so like the foam rising in the rolling river, it is instantly submerged in countless blessing messages.

However, in the public opinion survey, the support rate for rescue seems to have peaked and rebounded, dropping a little bit.

These different remarks seem to appear naturally, but there was no sign of it before, as if some deliberate things were brewing in secret.

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Garton Star System, Godora Territory, High Ting Colony Planet.

This is an earthy gray planet, which looks dull in color, quietly suspended in the dark universe.

Overlooking from outer space, the cities on the surface are well-organized. Although it is a poor colony planet, the urban planning is not dirty and chaotic. However, compared with the splendor of other prosperous colony planets, High Ting looks a bit gray and has not so many golden buildings—gold is the most favorite color of Godorans.

This situation is because part of the urban construction of High Ting is outsourced to the Interstellar Engineering Team, so it looks very uncharacteristic of Godora. The Godora citizens who live here are naturally the marginal people who are unwilling to work.

There is no wind, and the clouds seem to be stagnant in the sky. At night, the artificial moon emits bright but not soft light, and the tall buildings are plated with a layer of silver-white paint. The rows of residential buildings, hundreds of meters high, basically have all the windows lit up. At first glance, it seems to have a kind of warmth of thousands of lights, but if you understand the reason, you will know that it is because the Godora citizens who are unwilling to work basically love to stay at home.

Therefore, there are not many hover cars coming and going on the street, and there are almost no pedestrians using public flying runes. Only cleaning robots are slowly patrolling, and the roller tracks roll over the ground, making a rustling sound. Although the streets are clean, they are cold and desolate, revealing a sense of decadence.

And in a low-rise apartment on the edge of the city, in a simple residence, three Godorans are playing cards and chatting together. They are not young, with wrinkles on their faces and relatively bloated figures. Although they have grown fat, it can be seen that they should have been relatively strong when they were young.