System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 789 - 326: "It’s Not Slaughter, It’s Erasure." (Requesting Monthly Votes)

Chapter 789: Chapter 326: "It’s Not Slaughter, It’s Erasure." (Requesting Monthly Votes)

"This is the story’s background."

"In such a massive Interstellar Federation, people don’t live happily."

"If one has never seen the blue sky, perhaps they wouldn’t feel how dismal it is to be stuck in the mire."

"But when they see some can travel the cosmos, some can savor the delicacies of different planets across multiple galaxies, eating a different one each day for a lifetime, when they see some can live for thousands of years, living in debauchery, life is extremely enjoyable."

"And they only live a little over a hundred years, and when they’re past 30, they’re basically done for."

"When they learn that their great-great-great-great-great-great-grandmother had been taken advantage of by their own boss."

"The more they know, the more they see."

"Conflicts arise and become uncontrollable."

"The enormous disparity between rich and poor causes extremely sharp social conflicts."

"At this point, a unique profession gradually emerges, known as the ’Backpacker’. This profession involves using time to acquire enough resources to let their descendants join the nobility; it’s a suicidal path, a high-stakes gamble with one’s life, with no guarantee of success."

"After spending tens of thousands or even several tens of thousands of years, when the train returns, it marks the day their children join the ranks of the nobility."

"In ’Coco’, which is the AI database of that train, it is recorded that before they departed, the ’Nia Civilization’ had existed for 124,700 beeps, which is the official time unit recorded by this civilization."

"In the ’Nia Civilization’, there is a giant Stellar Giant Beast that snorts once every 365 days, equivalent to a year."

"This is almost all the information in ’Coco’ concerning the background of the Nia Civilization."

"Hmm."

Chen Mang nodded lightly, his expression gradually becoming somewhat dazed as he took a cigarette from the pack and tapped it continuously on the table, lost in thought at the moment he first learned about the unique profession of ’Backpacker.’

Internally, he was initially a bit puzzled and confused.

Spending tens of thousands of years, consuming massive resources, not even certain of success, just to mine an insignificant ore star several light years away? Not even being able to see the results yourself, leaving all resources to an unseen child.

Is it really worth it?

Moreover, tens of thousands of years is just too long; who knows what might happen. By the time you come back, the yellow flowers will have gone cold, won’t they?

For instance, like Coco and them, after enduring myriad hardships, as if embarking on a pilgrimage, they finally made it back, only to find that Dongtu Tang had become Dongtu Song.

But after roughly understanding the background within the ’Nia Civilization,’ he somewhat understood.

When the wealth gap is too apparent.

This seemingly foolish act may have become the only means to break the deadlock, the only chance for their children to join the ranks of the nobility, with time being the price.

The universe is fair.

The cost of time is forever the most expensive.

As long as you are willing and pay enough time, you are sure to gain the rewards you want.

Then he glanced at the control panel, gently pressed a red button, and the Seven-color Level accessory ’Wormhole Radar’ began to operate rapidly. Minutes later, it detected all wormholes within a range of one hundred thousand light years.

None of the wormholes are ’Nia Civilization’ wormholes.

"Geese leave marks."

"Since the Nia Civilization existed thousands of years ago, there must be some traces left, not to mention thousands of years is not a very long time in the universe, such as attack remnants, wormhole remnants, or cosmic broadcast remnants."

"But—"

"There’s nothing at all."

"The wormholes built by a Fourth-level Civilization might be undetectable; I think that’s possible, but no matter the level of civilization, the more concealed the wormhole built, the more resources must be consumed. The Nia Civilization should definitely have wormholes for residents to shuttle through, and there’s no need for such a high level of concealment for such civilian wormholes, right?"

"Even if they all moved to other galaxies, there should be traces."

"Moreover, according to that middle-aged man, this planet was where he used to be. Three hours ago, I thoroughly checked this planet with robots and radar and found no traces of the existence of the Nia Civilization."

"There are no city ruins deep underground either."

"A planet, as long as a civilization existed, even after ten thousand years, would definitely leave some traces."

"However—"

"There’s absolutely nothing."

Chen Mang shook his head again, turned his head towards Ai and softly said, "It’s like... "

He lit the one in his hand, paused for a moment, then flicked the ash onto the table, leaned forward, and gently blew. The ash quickly dispersed into the air, leaving no trace, whispering as if he understood something.

"Just like that."

A bit troubling.

Based on all the galaxies he’s acquired so far, the conclusion deduced is that the ’Nia Civilization’ is very likely not to have left voluntarily, but was erased by a more advanced civilization, thoroughly erased, leaving no trace of the Nia Civilization throughout the entire universe.

But the ’Civilization Mark’ wasn’t removed.

The ’train’s’ civilization mark would automatically disappear after the civilization’s demise.

This is a cosmic rule.

But if the civilization didn’t perish?

But never existed in the first place?

The only attack method he can imagine is an unknown advanced civilization directly going back in time, appearing before the Nia Civilization was established, directly destroying the budding Nia Civilization.

Going to the forefront of the time stream to launch an attack.