You don't seem to recognize me. "

This was the first sentence the Trisolaran said.

Baihe stared at the Trisolaran for a long time and shook his head: "Sorry, in my eyes you all look the same. I know you can distinguish each other by the color of your body, but I don't have this ability to distinguish at present. I just remember that you didn't seem to come these days."

"This is really an irrefutable statement for the Trisolarans, but it's the same when we look at Earthlings. Without the auxiliary information system, it is difficult for us to identify a specific Earthling." The Trisolaran said: "Maybe we should get to know each other again. I am the first Trisolaran on Trisolaran to talk to you, and I am also the head of the ecological research department."

"It turned out to be an Ampera star."

Baihe suddenly realized and remembered the content of the conversation that day.

"Yes, we talked about this topic." The Trisolaran said.

"I'm a little surprised. According to the Trisolarans I have contacted these days, I should have been transferred out of your department. ”

“You don’t seem to know how much trouble you have caused for our government.” The real-time translation system anthropomorphically sighed from the Trisolarans: “Nearly three-quarters of the people who have questioned you these days have been found guilty.”

“Guilty?”

“Yes, according to our Trisolaran laws, these people will be burned in the square after being dehydrated.”

“Excuse me, this is a bit of an exaggeration. Why? "

Baihe understood the concept of "guilt" of the Trisolarians, but he was just shocked by the execution of the Trisolarians.

Just by questioning him, he found out a lot of guilty people. No wonder the guys who came to question him recently were more nervous than each other.

If he hadn't read the original novel and knew about the strange political system of the Trisolarians, Baihe would probably be even more shocked.

"You don't understand the situation. The people who questioned you these days are mainly from the lie identification department. The way we communicate as Trisolarians determines that we cannot lie when communicating. However, because of some of our plans, the ability of other intelligent races to lie has become our focus of research. Over the past few eras, we have done some research on lies, especially the ability of humans to lie.

Your remarks sound very ridiculous, so the head of state decided to let these professionals expose your lies..." The Trisolarians sighed again: "As a result, they are guilty."

"Haha." Baihe laughed: "Your head of state doesn't seem to believe what I said."

"They are too ridiculous. I didn't believe it when I heard it for the first time."

"What about now? ”

“Half-believing, half-doubting, but if what you said is false, then your ability to forge is obviously beyond the current technical research and identification scope of Trisolaran, and I think the people on Earth do not fully possess this ability. Despite this... I still find it hard to believe you.” said the Trisolaran.

“Understandable.”

“The head of state is very dissatisfied. He thinks that this department cannot even expose such a ridiculous lie, so someone must have committed a crime.”

“So most of the people in this department committed a crime?”

“Yes.” The Trisolaran sighed and knocked on the simultaneous translation device in front of him: “In fact, most of them don’t deserve to die. They have done an important job in inventing this thing. Do you know what this thing was used for the first time after we came into contact with the concept of lies?”

“Let me guess…” Baihe looked at the Trisolaran: “Suppose two Trisolarans talk through this instrument and each of them closes the space in which they speak, then you have the ability to lie.”

“Yes, this has brought many problems to our society. "The Trisolarian shook his head helplessly: "In the past few eras, most of the people that the Lie Identification Department has dealt with are actually us Trisolarians ourselves."

"It sounds ironic."

"It is ironic. After we came into contact with the outside civilization, we were the first to be irreversibly polluted. Since lying has become technically feasible here, more and more people have deceived in various ways." The Trisolarian shook his head helplessly: "The new Lie Identification Department is still being reorganized. Before the reorganization is completed, I will ask my superiors to allow me to complete the unfinished research work before."

"This is really a hard job for me." Baihe Juhua said nervously.

"Yes, I hope you will be patient for the time being. The record of civilization is a very serious process." The Trisolarian said: "After we conquer the earth, you may be free."

"Conquer the earth. I have heard you talk about conquering the earth many times these days. Do you mind if I learn about it? "Baihe asked.

"Of course, this is not a secret plan. Even the people on Earth know that we are dealing with them. We use sophons to stagnate the technology of Earth. Well, you can understand sophons as intelligent robots compressed to the particle scale. And our fleet will arrive in four hundred years. With the current technological level of the people on Earth, it is impossible for them to resist our conquest."

Baihe showed a puzzled look at the right time. The Trisolarian seemed to want to relieve boredom by talking, and patiently explained some terms to Baihe. Baihe also kept asking questions, turning some concepts he learned from the original plot into "I heard from you" from the Trisolarian.

He knew that this might be a different way for the Trisolarian government to get information from him, but what does it matter?

...

"But they are still resisting?"

"Yes, they are resisting." The Trisolarian sighed: "It's a futile resistance. Their own government is a mess, and some people on Earth are still secretly supporting us. ”

Yes, a mess of populist governments and brain-dead cults.

“After the conquest, what are the Trisolarians going to do?”

“Induce them to kill each other, use genetic weapons, and end the ability of Earthlings to reproduce.”

“How cruel.” Baihe smacked his lips. It was indeed more shocking to hear this sentence from a real person than from a book.

“This universe is so cruel. The arrogance of Earthlings is too much.” The Trisolarians began to fiddle with the machinery, taking blood and scales from Baihe. While working, they did not turn off the translation device, but coldly spit out: “They are luxuriously enjoying a safe cosmic environment, and can live and reproduce freely at extremely low costs? And the Trisolarians have to struggle on the verge of death in every chaotic era. When things are good, they are dehydrated and wait for luck to come. When things are bad, the whole clan will be exterminated. Only a few poor people hiding underground can survive such a disaster by chance? The universe gave us such an environment, but let Earthlings enjoy such a perfect planet. While we are producing resources and researching technology bit by bit under the danger of extinction at any time, just to increase the possibility of survival of the race by a few percent in the next chaotic era, what are the people on Earth doing while we are doing this? Are they slaughtering each other without restraint? Are they setting up inefficient and ridiculous governments to argue with each other? Are they closing down the research department after completing close-range space exploration? Is the purpose just to defeat opponents on the political line?

There is such an unfair thing in this universe!

The Trisolarians want to change all this and save the earth from the corrupted humans who waste the gifts of the universe! Isn’t this the justice given to us by the universe? "

I am poor and I want to rob, I am right, the rich waste things, I am right to rob, I am just.

In the way of refining the central idea, Baihe summarized the Trisolarian's long speech in his own language as simply as possible, and then compared it with the original text. Well, there is nothing wrong.

"Do you think humans are corrupt? ”

He waited for the Trisolarans to calm down from their somewhat excited emotions before speaking: "But I have a question here. Think about it from another perspective. If the Trisolarans and the Earthlings switched roles, do you think the Trisolarans would not be as degenerate as the Earthlings?"

This question caused the Trisolarans to be silent, and the dazzling brilliance on the nearby Trisolarans' surfaces also solidified in an instant. These Trisolarans' technological elites seemed to have a brief exchange after the silence, and finally Baihe heard a sigh:

"...Yes, I'm afraid that our appearance and physiological characteristics will be completely exchanged. The current situation must be that the Earthlings living on Trisolarans will conquer us who live on Earth and are degenerate." The Trisolarans sighed again: "You are right, a comfortable environment leads to degeneration, which seems to be a truth, but even so, the occupation of the Earth by the Trisolarans who are more diligent and more eager to change their destiny, what is not in line with the principles of the universe? Who can explain what the principles of the universe are? In addition to mathematical formulas and physical rules, what other principles can be arrogant enough to represent the truth of the universe? Perhaps our attitude has also become arrogant. "

"Perhaps one day, our descendants who conquer the Earth will become as arrogant, extravagant and decadent as the Earthlings; perhaps they will also begin to believe that their own principles and justice can represent the universe, perhaps they will sympathize with the Earthlings who were destroyed by their ancestors, and even some so-called good Trisolarians may appear among them, so-called repenting and criticizing the crimes of their ancestors."

The dry laughter of the Trisolarians came from the translator: "It's really sad to imagine, but I look forward to that day coming soon, although I am destined not to wait for that day."

"Is conquest for decadence?"

"No, it's for survival!

In order to escape the days of facing extinction at any time, even if it brings a byproduct of decadence, it is worth it." The Trisolarians said with anticipation.

"So, you are willing to bear the decadence for survival, if... I mean if," Baihe said carefully: "If there are other ways to survive, but you may pay a different price, will you accept it? "

"What are you talking about?" The Trisolarans in the room stopped their work the moment Baihe finished speaking. The Trisolarans fell into a strange silence for a while, and he asked back with a little hesitation, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.