"Administrator... I can modify it, I will modify it immediately!" Norris was a little scared and said quickly.

 

However, at this time, he saw a team of marines bringing all other personnel from the Ministry of Social Affairs and Culture here! Norris was even more frightened when he saw the heavily armed Marines.

 

"No, your work has been done very well. Originally, I thought that I needed to wake up a master sociologist to help you complete this task, but you did it. This once again made me understand that the so-called class Classification is only the achievement of that person when he boarded the Mothership. People of ordinary classes can also reach the level of masters." Alan said indifferently, his smile was enigmatic.

 

Norris couldn't say a word because of fear. In fact, he didn't know how to respond to Alan's praise.

 

"But..." Alan changed the topic. "You will be expelled from the Ministry of Social Affairs and Culture, and I will reawaken suitable people to serve as department leaders and members. And you will disappear from the list, and no one will know about you. existence." Alan said.

 

Norris plopped down and knelt down. "Administrator, what mistake did we make?!"

 

"Of course, they didn't make any mistakes. On the contrary, you created a perfect history, and you must also shoulder the burden of this history. You will become the 'Guardians of History', create and maintain our history, and in return you will Have everything you need and enjoy all material and spiritual pleasures." Alan said as he looked at the stunned crowd.

 

Then he continued: "However, you will not be able to contact anyone else for life, and anyone who comes in contact with you will be imprisoned forever or even killed. I will build a secret place for you, it will be as luxurious as possible, and there you will spend the rest of your lives."

 

Norris sighed and said: "I understand, we will become your biggest secret and the people who bear this history."

 

"Yes, this is the weight of history." Alan stood up and gave Norris a hug, then he also hugged ten other people from the Ministry of Social Affairs and Culture, finally stood in front of them and said: "Thank you for your efforts."

 

"This is our honor, Administrator." Norris and the other 10 people said seriously. "We are fortunate to witness the birth of the Fourth Civilization. This is our greatest honor."

 

Watching these 11 'Guardians of History' being escorted away by the Marines, Alan took a deep breath, and his eyes became sharp.

 

The Fourth Civilization is the mark, or belief, that he has determined for himself and the people on this Mothership. Norris is right. The history of a civilization determines its values and way of thinking. In the Star Wars Universe that is about to be covered by war, such values cannot be peaceful.

 

Thus, the Fourth Civilization emerged!

 

He wants to implant a deep sense of crisis in everyone.

 

In the story they invented, after Earth's civilization experienced three Scourges: The Zerg invasion, the Rectifier Protocol, and the invasion of entities from hyperspace; The survivors of the galaxy to escape the last Scourge boarded the Mothership and ended up arriving where we are now.

 

They wanted to rebuild their civilization and revive their glory. But more than that, the painful experiences of those three Scourges had filled the people with pain and longing... They longed to survive, to grow bigger than before, and to avoid a fourth Scourge.

 

The only way to survive without being destroyed by a Scourge is to... Become the Scourge!

 

Yes, they would now consider themselves the Fourth Scourge, the Fourth Civilization that had survived the destruction of the Galaxy. Survival and development were the only way, conquest and dominance were the objectives. Nothing would stop them.

 

Although this is just a fictional story, for ordinary people, a story is a story. But Alan has the ability to turn this story into a true story and let it exert its true power to influence the thoughts and values of everyone under its rule. That is the strength of power. He also has in his hands various technologies and spaceships from different civilizations, and perhaps heroes from different civilizations. This is also the best evidence of this false history!

 

He wants to weave a grand and tragic dream for everyone, and this dream will lead everyone here to another war... The 'Star Wars' war. The Clone Wars!

 

From today on, they are the Fourth Civilization from Earth.

 

"Main Brain, enter this document into the database and make it part of the story of all of us. Induce dream suggestions in all hibernating residents so that they accept this story. Remember, fragment the content of this story, which each person Just remember small fragments." Alan said.

 

[Okay, executing immediately.] The Main Brain replied.

 

"Then... re-establish the Ministry of Social Affairs and Culture." Alan ordered. On the list of hibernating residents, he found an elite educator and an elite sociologist, along with some teachers. He woke them all up and they began to work on the historical materials. That was what this department should do.

 

After a while, Daphne Clement suddenly came to him. "Dubraque Quinto wants to talk to you, Administrator."

 

Alan stood up and said: "Bring him here, it's time, I want to talk to him too."

 

After a while, Dubraque Quinto and Mars Felasi walked in. Now they were wearing the clothes provided here, they were clean and well-groomed. They are completely different from the smugglers who were full of vicissitudes of life before.

 

They both approached Alan and hesitantly sat down across from him after Alan instructed them to do so. Quinto said very carefully: "Dear Administrator, I don't know your origins, and I won't explore it. But what I want to say is that this time we came to the Endor system because we have a mission. Now that the time is almost up, could you free us to return?"

 

In the past few days, Quinto and others were full of fear of Alan's power. Because the super spaceship with a size of tens of thousands of meters in front of them cannot be owned by ordinary forces, and they also have a well-trained army and professional talents in all aspects.

 

From any point of view, they were not an ordinary force, they probably came from a large organization or power.

 

"What's your mission?" Alan asked.

 

"As you know, we were working for the Hutts on Tatooine, carrying out smuggling activities. This time's shipment includes skins and gems from Endor... Sorry, from Dawn Planet, plus some jerky from the Ewoks." Said Quinto, who these days also learned that Alan had changed the name of Endor to Dawn Planet.