And after his death, the second emperor was different, but in essence exactly the same.
[Moze, I want everyone to understand my endeavor. I want them to be well-fed, warm, secure, and knowledgeable... I want everyone to be filled with wisdom and wealth, with the leisure to understand my dream]
The same kind of king. More insane, more noble, more revered yet wanting to be distanced from.
Having become the deputy dean of the Spirit Wisdom Institute and the chief researcher of the Central Spirit Energy Laboratory, Moze half-knelt before the throne. He did not raise his head, yet he already knew what was in the heart of the pioneer on the throne who shone like the sun.
Although the reputation of the Blazing Sun King was completely different, and his words were dissimilar, Inega II was, in Moze’s eyes, exactly the same as his father.
—How to make everyone, whether Sublimator or ordinary person, understand his purpose and strive together?
It’s hard. Rather, why could it be accomplished?
Rely on humans’ self-awareness? Rely on humans’ morality? Rely on humans’ instinct?
Moze finally understood his mentor’s thoughts from back then, and he explained to the emperor helplessly.
[But didn’t the previous era’s civilization achieve this?]
After hearing the explanation, the person on the throne was neither angry nor irritable. After listening, he calmly asked: [They accomplished all this, everyone united as one, jointly advancing for a dream of pioneering]
This is different. Moze thought so. Inega II might be a successful scholar, but he clearly didn’t understand the essence of the entire civilization on Terra.
The societal progress of the previous era’s civilization originated first from demands. The advancement and refinement of tools all stemmed from the needs of humans in that era. Human desires kept rising, passing down through generations, viewing the previous generation as a given and continuing the development, while education transmitted knowledge, ultimately building a brilliantly radiant pyramid.
Before unification, the previous era’s civilization was divided into several completely different nations and civilizations, isolated from each other due to geographical reasons and more, leading to much akin to wasting with repeated invention of the wheel, but the different wheels would also change through civilizational exchanges, bringing advancement.
The civilization of the previous era was , with several different large civilization circles constantly exchanging, clashing, and the opening of the great age of exploration and repeated global wars, coupled with religious philosophy and ideological wars, made technology, thought, and philosophy leap forward.
Everyone was a member of this progress and civilization. Precisely because of their needs, technology could be practicalized. And at that time, the decaying nobles, churches, and upper echelons fostered scholarly groups for deeper research, thereby cultivating a new generation of intellectuals and new class members to replace them.
This was a process that lasted decades or hundreds of years, even thousands. The progress of civilization was closely related to everyone, benefitting all... even with occasional setbacks, it was for better advancement, such a process could cultivate a developed and healthy civilization like the previous era.
But... can the current Terra achieve this?
Everything that ordinary people need, imagine, and progress has nothing to do with the Sublimators.
This is a catastrophic fault line.
People only want to become Sublimators, only need to become Sublimators, can only become Sublimators to obtain everything they want.
And with such populace, such a society, how could anyone understand the ’dream’ of the pinnacle of the Sublimator class, the Fifth Energy Level Sunbird, the ’Emperor’ of the Setar Empire?
[The technology of the previous era’s civilization reached the point at its peak where it could mechanically interfere with the Domain of Void, Origin Quality, and even Aether]
Regarding Moze’s explanation, which was nearly a cold-water splash, Inega II did not show any anger.
But what he said made Moze, who was expecting punishment, raise his head in astonishment and look at the figure on the throne.
[As long as I can restore technology to the peak state of the previous era’s civilization, recreate an era on the Empire, rebuild a Terra... in this way, can we unite everyone as one?] Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs noveⅼfire.net
[In this way, can they understand me?]
At that moment, Moze finally understood what ’sane madness’ meant... he finally realized that the madness in the Setar Family’s blood might be innate, that the Sunbird was originally an ancient external god that mortals couldn’t understand, and their blood carried a curse.
Yet Inega’s kind of madness made him willing to bow his head.
But the answer was still no.
As long as there are other countries on this Terra, and as long as there is the distinction between ’us,’ ’you,’ and ’them,’ it will never be possible to reach the domain Inega II wanted to reach... even if the Empire developed exceptionally, ’they’ from foreign lands would come to destroy it, and even without ’them,’ the ’us’ within the Empire that the ’emperor’ faced would already be enough to disrupt everything.
[I still want to try]
After a long silence, the emperor, whose face was somewhat forgotten, but whose brilliant radiance was etched in memory, said: [Even if I fail, I must try]
And then, came a reform, a failure, a turmoil, and a decline.
But this was not the end.
In the end, when Moze was nearly in despair, he witnessed the third emperor silently bending over the ruins of the Imperial Capital.