Chapter 14: The Birth of the Fourth Tianzai

14. The Birth of the Fourth Civilization (Calamity)

"Administrator... I can revise it, I'll go revise it right now!" Norris Barry said in a panic, his voice trembling with fear.

However, at that moment, he saw a squad of marines bringing the rest of the Social and Cultural Department staff into the room! Seeing the heavily armed marines, Barry became even more terrified.

"No, your work is done very well. I was originally wondering if I needed to wake up a master-level sociologist to help you complete this task, but you managed it. This once again makes me realize that so-called class division is merely the achievement of that person at the time they boarded the ship; people from the common class can also reach the level of a master," Tang Xiao said calmly, a smile on his face that was impossible to decipher.

Barry was unable to say a word out of fear; in truth, he didn't know how to respond to Tang Xiao's praise.

"However..." Tang Xiao’s tone shifted, "You will be dismissed from the Social and Cultural Department. I will re-awaken suitable people to serve as department heads and members. As for you, you will disappear from the records; no one will ever know of your existence," Tang Xiao said.

Barry fell to his knees with a thud, "Administrator, we haven't committed any errors, have we?!"

"Of course you haven't committed any errors. On the contrary, you have created a perfect history, and you must also bear the heavy burden of this history. You will become 'Keepers of History,' creating and maintaining our history. In return, you will have everything you desire, enjoying all material and spiritual pleasures," Tang Xiao said, glancing at the stunned group.

He continued: "However, you may never have contact with anyone else for the rest of your lives. Anyone who has contact with you will also be permanently imprisoned or killed. I will build a secret residence for you, as luxurious as I can make it, and you will spend the rest of your lives there."

Norris Barry let out a long sigh and said, "I understand. We will become your greatest secret, the ones who carry this history."

"Correct. This is the weight of history." Tang Xiao stood up and gave Barry a hug, then hugged the other ten members of the Social and Cultural Department. Finally, he stood before them and bowed, "I leave it to you."

"It is my honor, Administrator." Barry and the other ten bowed in return, saying solemnly, "We are fortunate to witness the birth of the Fourth Civilization. This is the greatest glory."

Watching the eleven 'Keepers of History' being escorted away by the marines, Tang Xiao took a deep breath, his gaze sharpening.

The Fourth Civilization—that was the label, or rather, the belief he had determined for himself and the people on this mothership. Barry was right; a nation's history determines its values and way of thinking. And in the *Star Wars* universe, which was about to be engulfed by the flames of war, such values absolutely could not be peaceful!

Thus, the Fourth Civilization was born!

He wanted to deeply implant a bone-chilling sense of crisis into everyone.

In the history they had fabricated, the Earth civilization had survived three great calamities—the Zerg invasion, the Contingency, and the extra-dimensional entities—before the survivors followed the mothership here.

They were to rebuild their civilization and reshape their glory. Not only that, the painful experience of the three calamities ultimately leading to the destruction of their civilization filled people's hearts with both agony and desire. They hoped to survive, hoped to develop even more brilliantly than before, and hoped never to repeat the same mistakes and be invaded by a fourth calamity.

And the way to avoid being destroyed by a calamity...

...is to become the calamity!

Yes, from now on, they would identify themselves as the Fourth Calamity, the Fourth Civilization that survived after experiencing life and death. Survival and development were the only paths; conquest and hegemony were the goals of progress. Nothing could stop them!

Although this was just a fictional story—to ordinary people, a story is just a story, at most something you write as a novel on Qidian Chinese Network to earn some pocket money—Tang Xiao had the ability to turn this story into history. He could make this story exert real power, influencing the thoughts and values of everyone under his rule. This was the power of authority. He also possessed various technologies and starships from different civilizations, and perhaps even heroes from different civilizations; these were the best evidence for this false history!

He was going to weave a grand and tragic dream for everyone, and this dream would lead everyone here toward another war—the *Star Wars* war! The Clone Wars!

From this day on, they were the Fourth Civilization from Earth.

"Mainframe, input this document into the database and establish it as the history for all of us. Issue sleep suggestions to all hibernating residents, guiding them to identify with this history. Remember, fragment the content of this history so that each person can only recall small pieces," Tang Xiao said.

[Understood, executing immediately.] The Mainframe replied.

"And then... re-establish the Social and Cultural Department." Tang Xiao searched the list of hibernating residents for an elite-level educator and an elite-level sociologist, equipped them with a few teachers, woke them all up, and prepared to begin compiling history textbooks. This was what the department should be doing.

...

Tang Xiao began to dream again. He dreamed that he traveled through the endless starry sky and arrived at a unique planet...

Two stable stars illuminated the land. The ground was covered in yellow sand, and strong winds blew, kicking up sandstorms dozens of meters high. The masses struggled to survive on this harsh planet...

However, here, he felt an eye staring at him! This eye was incomparably huge, incomparably dark, and boundless... This eye seemed to be calling out. It didn't make a sound, but a voice appeared directly in his mind...

The voice wasn't 'Tang Xiao,' but a set of other names, yet Tang Xiao knew it was calling him...

This huge eye grew larger, deeper, and darker, as if a black hole were sucking everything in! Planets, stars, galaxies... and Tang Xiao himself...

[Beep! Beep! Beep!]

Tang Xiao opened his eyes abruptly, realizing he had fallen asleep at his desk. He was drenched in cold sweat. The communicator on the side emitted a prompt; someone was looking for him.

Tang Xiao took a deep breath and rubbed his face hard.

This was the third day in a row he had the same dream... What did it mean? That planet, that eye...

He shook his head vigorously, suppressing the unease in his heart, and pressed the button to let the person in.

A moment later, Daphne Clement opened the door and entered, "Dubrak Quinto wishes to speak with you, Administrator."

Tang Xiao stood up, "Bring him in. It's been a few days, and I've been wanting to talk to him as well."

After a while, Dubrak Quinto and Mars Ferasi walked in. They were now wearing clothes provided by this place—clean and tidy. They even looked much healthier from eating and sleeping well, completely different from the weary explorers they had been before.

The two came before Tang Xiao and hesitated. It wasn't until Tang Xiao signaled them to sit that they sat down opposite him, looking somewhat restrained. Quinto said carefully, "Respected Administrator, I don't know your origins, and I won't pry. But I want to say that we came to the Endor system this time because we were on a mission. Now that the time is almost up, could you please be lenient and let us go back?"

During their stay over the past few days, Quinto and the others had been filled with fear toward Tang Xiao's faction. The super-giant ship, tens of thousands of meters long, sitting right there was not something an ordinary faction could possess. Moreover, they had a military that looked well-trained, as well as professional talent in every aspect.

From any angle, they were not an ordinary faction, but one with a significant background.

"What was your mission?" Tang Xiao asked.

"You know, we work for the Hutts on Tatooine, helping them run some smuggling jobs. The cargo for this trip was furs and gems produced on Endor... ah, no, on the planet Lamu, and some Ewok jerky." Quinto naturally knew by now that Tang Xiao had renamed the planet Endor to Lamu.

(End of chapter)