Abyss Solo

Professor Hua Moli never thought that at over seventy years old, he would still encounter a kindred spirit.

This Yang Ming, the young general of the Luofeng Empire and a top-level fugitive of the New Federation, with his striking appearance and a kindred temperament, was truly remarkable.

When they first got together, they initially talked about beautiful women, then the fashion trends in women's clothing across different regions.

These were all topics Professor Hua Moli was well-versed in as his 'sideline', and Yang Ming turned out to be a connoisseur in these areas too.

They talked about the unique appearances of Guel men and women and how sometimes these unusual appearances could blossom into stunning beauty. (Guel means ancient humans, and Guel is a transliteration from a lost language.)

They discussed how a narrow strip of cloth could be worn in many ways, the excessively awakened 'group' protectionism within the Guel Alliance currently, and the policies originally developed to protect the relatively weak Guel communities but ended up granting them excessive privileges in practice.

The old and the young would laugh heartily at the bar counter, spend money to invite seven or eight Guel ladies to drink and sing together, and discuss somewhat vulgar jokes in elegantly decorated restaurants.

Inevitably, they talked about topics related to genetics.

What surprised Hua Moli even more was that this young man in front of him also had very unique insights in the relevant field!

Especially when Hua Moli brought up a currently popular professional issue, such as—

How the genetic fusion of the White Ghost is realized.

This general named Yang Ming from the Luofeng Empire offered Professor Hua Moli many novel perspectives and insights, which left the old professor in repeated amazement.

If there was no other possibility, then this guy in front of him was definitely a genius in biology!

Late afternoon at the cylindrical settlement.

On the balcony of the luxury suite at the top of the hotel, after a full day of eating, drinking, and having fun for over a dozen Galaxy Times, the two men were sitting in recliners, enjoying the simulated sunset.

"It's truly a pity you're not pursuing scientific research!"

Hua Moli praised:

"Do you also enjoy reading various biology journals in your spare time? It's really inconceivable for a soldier!"

Yang Ming smiled and nodded, and following instructions transmitted from an earpiece hidden in his ear, he casually mentioned interesting articles published recently in ten heavyweight genetic journals.

"My military life is too boring."

Yang Ming shook his head, lamenting:

"And to be honest, I also want to be a man like the White Ghost, someone who can protect my country and my family and friends when the insect swarm strikes, so I'm somewhat more focused on this area.

"I've even read two of your articles... I was a bit surprised when I confirmed half an hour ago that you are that Professor Hua Moli.

"My dear professor, shouldn't you be hiding in a laboratory, focusing on cutting-edge scientific research with test tubes and a microscope, instead of using a telescope to look at beauties here?"

"Don't I need a break?"

Hua Moli shrugged:

"Because of my reputation, all the grad students I supervise are rough guys, and facing them all day really gives me a headache.

"I have a daughter, and after that magazine incident, she's cut off all contact with me, sigh... damn political correctness!

"This era is frustrating, everyone just follows their own emotions, seeking things that resonate with them in the online world, while those nauseating capitalists package and sell information to fit people's resonance points, leading each person to continually advance in their preferred direction, narrowing their vision and making them more extreme!"

"There's nothing to be done," Yang Ming lamented, "even a strong presence like the White Ghost can't solve these kinds of problems."

"Humans are social animals, and at the same time, humans are creatures that feed on a sense of superiority."

Hua Moli laughed:

"The inherent weakness of humans means we must form societies and clearly define roles to advance civilization and make our environments stable and comfortable, thus creating collectives.

"As civilization develops, humanity's dependency on the concept of the collective deepens, and when the collective is prioritized, it creates a sense of pressure on individuals. Many can adapt by seeing themselves as part of the collective to offset this mental strain, but some won't and will resort to highlighting individuality to counter collective pressure.

"If human individuals all fell into these two categories, everything would be pure and simple.

"But unfortunately, capital interferes, exploiting beliefs for business.

"Individuals pursue superiority, small groups pursue superiority, because essentially superiority is the recognition of one's individuality, bringing safety and joy.

"When capital intertwines with superiority, it leads to distorted social phenomena, creating this form of excessive political correctness."

Yang Ming smiled and nodded: "Actually, solving this issue is quite simple."

"How do you solve it?"

"Just disrupt their stable living environment," Yang Ming said nonchalantly, "bringing life needs back to basic survival needs."

"Wow, that's an interesting idea and aligns with your military mindset. But in doing so, war becomes inevitable, affecting lives, and war leads to death."