hotmtlnovel Chapter 4190 is about the Supreme Sorcerer (3)
Chapter 4190 is about the Supreme Sorcerer (3)
Chapter 4190 is, The Supreme Mage (30)
The Interstellar Council established four departments in a single day. But this was not the limit. In the subsequent response process, various problems arose, forcing the Supreme Intelligence to establish five more departments: the Department of Energy, the Department of Education, the Department of Communications, the Department of Development, and the Department of Industry, as well as three independent agencies: the Rapid Response Team of the Special Agents Agency, the Anti-Discrimination Task Force against Racial Discrimination, and the Efficiency Monitoring Task Force specifically for coordinating the various government departments.
In other words, within a single day, the number of departments in the Interstellar Council increased from 7 to 16, more than doubling.
Initially, due to the rushed formation, all employees in all departments were the same person, the Supreme Intelligence. However, as the number of departments increased, this approach was bound to cause discontent among others, especially carbon-based life forms.
If there were only 10 departments, it wouldn't be so bad to have you in two or three. But to have you in 9 out of 16 departments is really going too far. The Shi'ar Empire is in complete chaos.
In the past, during the golden age, I could overlook this and just live off the giant portal. But now, nobody's doing well; even the richest families are struggling. Is it reasonable for you to monopolize so much?
So in the end, they discussed it and decided to stick to the original model. However, the Supreme Intelligence was cautious and still appointed ministers for two departments: the Ministry of Transportation and the Ministry of Labor. The Skrull Empire had four ministers, and the Shi'ar Empire had three.
That would be enough for the new department. But with more departments, all sorts of new problems would arise, such as poor coordination or people taking the opportunity to make money. Moreover, the various department heads would be scheming against each other, and no one would be willing to relinquish their power. The old department heads would try to sideline the new department heads, while the new department heads would try to grab a piece of the pie, resulting in a fierce and chaotic power struggle.
Even the robot executive secretaries got involved. After all, in politics, where your position determines your perspective. If the minister is involved, and you don't follow suit, what about the robots?
Robots have no ambition, but their duties require them to perform their tasks within a specific position. If they lose their position, they can't complete the work. So, to keep their jobs, they have to grit their teeth and keep going.
The executive branch was almost entirely caught up in the mess; it was a matter of choosing sides or facing certain death. Choosing sides was a complex matter, involving not only race and political affiliation, but also nepotism and collusion. A single misstep or wrong move could lead to utter ruin.
The highest wisdom divides power, which can indeed create checks and balances among individuals. However, throughout history, checks and balances have been known as redundant manpower and resources. When everyone's power diminishes to the point where they can barely protect themselves, they must fight tooth and nail.
Greed is terrifying, but the will to survive is even more terrifying. By doing this, the supreme intelligence essentially transformed their already limited greed for power into a survival instinct that made fighting inevitable. Even the most stable and glamorous political arena would inevitably turn into a gladiatorial arena. Unfortunately, emperors throughout history who attempted to maintain checks and balances ultimately ended up checking and balancing themselves.
Although Strange is the nominal emperor, he doesn't actually manage anything. The one with real power is the Supreme Intelligence. He then discovers that the situation is not only not being contained, but is actually getting worse.
Previously, approving funding was only restricted by the finance department; now, it involves at least four or five departments. Everyone is very strict, and everyone has special requirements, making it virtually impossible to get approval.
The supreme wisdom was not stupid. It immediately realized that power is limited, but people's desire to exercise power is unlimited. In fact, it can be said that the less power one has, the greater the power people have to exercise their desires, which is the so-called "using a chicken feather as an imperial edict".
Because their power is so limited, they can only appear powerful by constantly exaggerating and making all sorts of bizarre and difficult demands. They must bluff to protect themselves. And since everyone is doing this, naturally nothing can be accomplished.
An application submitted by a department cannot be approved. If it is approved, the other party may think you have little real power and are easy to deal with, which would cause problems later. On the other hand, if it is not approved, everyone will think you are difficult to deal with, and they will stop bothering you.
Therefore, the inevitable consequence of bloated politics is the stagnation of policy implementation. Since there are still tasks to be done despite the government's shutdown, new departments are created. However, these new departments take away power, causing others to become more anxious and cling even more tightly to their power, leaving no room for others to exploit, thus hindering the implementation of any policies. This is the pattern that leads to the demise of almost every dynasty.
In the short week since Strange arrived, the Interstellar Council has completed the political process that humanity has gone through hundreds or thousands of years, evolving from an ignorant infant to a decrepit old man, as if time has been accelerated.
Unfortunately, reaching this stage leads to another qualitative change. People finally realize that instead of clinging to their own power, it's better to block the path of those who come after them. As long as there are no new people, they can live out their days clinging to their meager possessions.
So the Ministry of Justice began to study the law, the Interstellar Court fully cooperated, the Ministry of Labor and the Ministry of Development responded actively, and even the special agent team followed the plan step by step, as if everyone was tacitly contributing to something.
Unbeknownst to the Supreme Intelligence, a brand-new interstellar code was born. This code, forty million times longer than the previous version, meticulously detailed every step of every process. However, it was entirely written in English.
When the supreme intelligence discovered this, things had become this: everyone could conveniently refrain from doing anything because they were acting in accordance with the law. The law allowed them to be so irresponsible, and there was nothing wrong with the procedures.
Even if some actions are too outrageous and lead to arrest under the law, the law itself is ambiguous, and it's not unreasonable to interpret it in any way. As long as you find a good lawyer, you can actually refute the investigators until they are speechless.
Thus, the first to find interstellar employment opportunities were not human engineers and scientists, nor the most powerful superheroes, but Earth's litigators.
When they heard that aliens wanted to hire them to handle lawsuits on another planet, they were quite apprehensive and specifically requested a legal code to study. After reading just two pages, they were completely reassured. They didn't even need to read the rest; they could read the legal provisions with their eyes closed.
The lawyers from Earth didn't even need to change their language; neither the plaintiff nor the defendant needed a translator; and even the judge and jury spoke with impeccable London accents. And because there were so many people from the Shi'ar Empire, they constantly addressed her as "Queen"—wasn't this just like coming home?
Many people may wonder: How can interstellar society, which has developed for so many years, be inferior to modern human society, which has only developed for a few hundred years?
But in fact, humans are quite unique in the universe; they are one of a kind.
The development process of the homelands of all the politicians that can be seen in the Interstellar Council is roughly the same: First, there is a planet with a fairly good natural environment, no natural disasters within a million years, no fatal defects in the races born, and the ability to achieve unification in the same era after the basic genes have been developed. The ruling political system is also quite efficient. Then, it develops rapidly for several thousand years without being disturbed, and if it is lucky enough to discover a faster-than-light engine on its own, or to come into contact with and obtain faster-than-light technology, it will then usher in the interstellar era.
It's not hard to see that this is the normal development process of an advanced civilization capable of interstellar colonization. Some might think this is too idealistic, but it's actually a survivor effect.
Countless lives have been born in the universe, and countless civilizations have developed. All the advanced civilization members who manage to work in interstellar societies are likely among the lucky few out of trillions. It's like on a train you only meet people who have already bought tickets; you certainly won't hear stories from them about how difficult it is to get a ticket.
The truth is, if any one of the above steps is not achieved—for example, if genetic development is poor, if the unification process is too slow, if the civilization is discovered by another advanced civilization too early, if faster-than-light technology cannot be developed and access is limited, or if a mysterious natural disaster occurs, or if one gets caught up in a conspiracy—one will die.
Humanity is the only species with severely impaired genetic development, which has never experienced a unified era in history, whose outstanding talents have long been noticed by interstellar society, and which, until a little over a decade ago, couldn't even grasp the threshold of a faster-than-light engine, yet today it is able to enter the inner sanctum and chat and laugh with these normal advanced civilizations.
This is like the Wolf of Wall Street invading a primitive tribe. Yes, the analogy isn't wrong, and it's exactly like that. While Earth is called a cosmic greenhouse, it's actually the other advanced civilizations that are the flowers in that greenhouse. Humans are different; if they hadn't developed a unique and stylish approach to rottenness, they wouldn't be able to sit at the same table as these other advanced civilizations with such a primitive level of development.
Therefore, the essence of human civilization is not necessarily the essence, but the dross is certainly dross enough. It cannot play a good leading role, but its ability to drag people down is unparalleled. It cannot create healthy competition; it excels at everyone competing to be the worst. Other civilizations spread culture through influence, but the spread of culture by humans is more like contagion.
It can only be said that human history, a collection of mistakes that are never corrected, is destined to have only two fates: either become a forbidden book in interstellar space, or become the new Bible.
Unfortunately, the person most capable of banning this book missed the best window of opportunity and, due to a complete inability to comprehend just how wicked humanity can be and a lack of proper respect, allowed the situation to spiral out of control.
But this is not the end. After all, humanity is only a legend in the universe, and humans haven't even joined the game yet.
"What did you say?" The Supreme Intelligence stared at the Minister of Development, feeling as if all its threads had crashed for a second. "Say it again?"
"After careful consideration by various parliamentary departments, we believe that the proposal to sell the Parliament Star is feasible and would bring many benefits, alleviating the current problems facing Parliament. There are no legal obstacles either, so we may need to trouble you, Speaker, to approve our joint application..."
"You mean you're going to sell the planet we're standing on? Is that it?"
"Yes, because it is indeed the best proposal to deal with the current situation. We..."
Before he could finish speaking, what appeared before him was a fist the size of a sandbag from the Supreme Wisdom.
"boom!"
"Hey, Secretary General, what are you doing?!" Strange, who had just come out of his office, was stunned. He said, "Can't we talk this out? That's your colleague; violence is unacceptable!"
The Supreme Wisdom gritted its teeth and said, "Yes, Your Holiness."
Electronic life forms swing their fists, the Sage Supreme speaks of civility—it's all insane! It's better if they're all a little crazy!