Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva-Chapter 1637 - 86: Voices of the Children of the Stars (Part 3)

"Even in the Interstellar Era, human life span barely reaches a hundred years, yet they can remain forever young." Rationality tells them this is the difference between biology and machinery, but emotions are never rational.

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Aijieka Network Space, Seven Sages Council Center.

’Lord Silver Green.’ A tiny speck of light navigated the complex trajectories among the vast star tracks to the silver mechanical puppet at the center.

’I have something to report to you.’ The slightly familiar voice triggered some memories in her mind.

"Speak."

’It concerns the future of our Children of the Stars and stopping the Federation from veering off track.’

"Indeed, the Federation is developing rapidly now, everything seems fine, but that doesn’t necessarily mean it’s right." The other party’s voice was firm.

"The current prosperity stems from two entirely new technological systems, and the immense demand for construction brought by new technology has masked past conflicts. This should have been a great opportunity to adjust the Federation’s internal structure, but Prin did not seize it."

"All she is doing now is a replay of history. Once the boom in new technology subsides, the behemoth under her will become the greatest cancer within the Federation."

"Due to the Fire Lotus - Radiant Star faction’s practices, all emerging companies and excellent ideas outside their faction are acquired and swallowed up by them. They monopolize nearly all the publicity channels and hold the keys to each Federation resident in this Interstellar Era."

"This means that everything any resident sees, buys, or interacts with is controlled by them. Such strong governance results in a very stable structure, making it extremely difficult for outsiders to challenge their position, which leads to many drawbacks."

"First, it stifles the birth of new ideas, depriving many civilians and up-and-comers of opportunities for advancement, significantly slowing the overall progress of technology and thought in society."

"Second, inefficiency and corruption arise because, without competition, they can act unscrupulously and hold positions without contributions."

"Third, their inflated confidence makes them deaf to any voices for improvement, potentially leading the group of human leaders to become largely rigid and degenerate."

Subsequently, the voice enumerated many more examples to support and explain its reasoning.

To these statements each with their own flaws, the central silver mechanical puppet didn’t rush to oppose but instead inquired.

"Do you have a better method regarding the future architecture of the Federation?" Even if the current system is flawed, it’s still the result of countless generations of Songstresses and politicians’ struggles, and its ability to sustain the Federation’s framework indicates a high degree of feasibility.

’Of course, we just need to construct a circular parliament centered around a network of neural consciousness according to the ideas of our Children of the Stars. At that time, AI will aggregate the unconscious concepts and thoughts of all of us, forming a brand new moral framework. Moreover, due to the widespread adoption of Aijieka Network Space, everyone will be able to participate in genuine civilizational decision-making.’ His voice brimmed with enthusiasm and yearning as he spoke.

"But how do you ensure that every member has the qualifications and sense of responsibility needed to make decisions?"

"When decisions are made by everyone, it also means no one is responsible, allowing each to shirk off cleanly." The Silver Green puppet shook its head.

"A hundred children who have never swum before, compared to a fisherman who has been fishing at sea for years, although fewer in number, the latter is better able to assess the smoothness of the waves and where to catch big fish."

"Decision-making is a skill with no upper limit in demand. Most people are amateurs. If we rely entirely on the collective votes of all members, the leader who ends up on stage will inevitably be the one best at capturing attention like a performer, not a true practitioner."

"Prin Coco may have willful arrogance, but she is still a leader who meets the baseline, and we cannot easily rip apart the Alliance." Thus, the silver mechanical puppet once again rejected the proposal.

After extinguishing the communication, the puppet, which always operated with mechanical precision, temporarily paused its endless tasks.

How many times had she received similar suggestions and applications? There was no shortage of dissatisfaction with Prin among the Children of the Stars. The dissatisfaction only differed in degree, with very few genuinely liking Prin.

Her personality and approach were fundamentally at odds with the values held by the Children of the Stars. Discarding overly authoritarian rulers, they preferred a Federation framework where expert groups collectively managed affairs. Yet Prin continues to tread further down the path of centralization, disappointing many of the Children of the Stars.

They did not want merely to be accompaniments and tools. As the other part of the Fire Lotus - Radiant Star faction, even though the faction’s name combined symbols from both sides, in actual policy implementation, the Children of the Stars had always had a minimal voice.

This insignificance was acceptable at the initial cooperation stage, but over the 20 years of the Star Son Alliance’s growth and strengthening, many began to resent this position.

’We should obtain the power that belongs to us, to let everyone understand that the Fire Lotus - Radiant Star faction is not just the blazing Fire Lotus but also includes the shimmering multitude of stars.’

Such ideas quietly spread within the Star Son Alliance. They are technical elites from numerous advanced schools, research institutes, and giant corporations, until one day these hidden voices collided, stirring up waves of upheaval.

"The times will ultimately respond to our prayers."

Reclining on a long bench in the aerial corridor, the kelp-haired researcher gazed at the starry sky overhead.