Chapter 544 - 533 Emergency Support_1

Capital Normal University.

In a classroom filled with new students, a casually dressed, bespectacled middle-aged man was giving a lecture:

"The French positivist philosopher Auguste Comte first named sociology and is also recognized as the father of sociology.

When it comes to sociology, one cannot overlook the seven people since the modern era, they..."

"Ding-ding-ding~"

"Okay, that’s it for today’s class.

Students, I must say, although sociology is not a popular subject, it is by no means a blow-off class.

The importance of studying sociology lies in the entire human civilization, allowing us to become familiar with the various reasons behind civilization’s behaviors, to speculate about the future, and to guide the goals of human progress.

I hope we can promote each other and make progress together. Class dismissed!"

After finishing, Yang Zhongkai unplugged his USB drive and pocketed it—he didn’t even bring a textbook, and he had hardly used a few slides.

As the only teacher in the sociology department, Yang Zhongkai was really not an insignificant figure; he also held a position in the Social Sciences Academy and could be considered a small cell of the national think tank.

For him, teaching was far less interesting than researching society, especially when his research field was quite niche.

As usual, he walked toward the parking lot, but he had only taken a few steps when he heard someone calling him from behind:

"Professor Yang, Professor Yang!"

Turning his head, he saw a young man wearing a mask and a baseball cap, though he immediately realized that this person’s demeanor didn’t resemble that of a student at all.

"Professor Yang, your lecture was really good. It gave me another perspective on thinking about problems."

"You are..."

Yang Zhongkai looked carefully at this person, who also cooperatively lifted his cap slightly.

"Lin Ju... I’m pleased to meet you."

"Pleasure to meet you."

A super-rich business magnate coming to the university to attend a blow-off class, Yang Zhongkai almost thought he had mistaken the person; it took him a while to confirm that it really was Lin Ju himself.

Although he was unclear about his intentions, Yang Zhongkai was also very interested in having a chat, and the two began to talk as they walked.

"Mr. Lin... I didn’t expect you would be interested in attending a sociology lecture."

"Just call me Lin Ju, I am over ten years younger than you.

Indeed, I am quite interested in sociology, and it is related to my field of work."

Yang Zhongkai looked up at the clear sky and said after some thought:

"Space, the sociology of the universe, then? So you believe in the existence of aliens?"

Lin Ju casually nodded:

"Of course, I do. There are more stars in the universe than grains of sand in the Sahara Desert. I believe not only in the existence of aliens but also that there may be extraterrestrial civilizations that communicate with each other.

However, even if there are no aliens, studying cosmic sociology is still meaningful."

Yang Zhongkai: "It seems like you have some ideas."

Lin Ju: "Yes, human civilization will inevitably expand into the universe, but what does that process look like?

I’m not talking about building more advanced spaceships or larger colonies, but rather the changes in our outward forms, societal structures, and operating rules as we venture out, which I learned from an article you published a few days ago."

"The one about the people of Madagascar?"

Seeing Lin Ju nod, Yang Zhongkai immediately remembered that article.

The topic was about the South Islanders, that is, before the area under the Indian Ocean was submerged, how the ancient humans of what is now Southeast Asia, known as "South Islanders," gradually expanded southward and finally reached Madagascar.

Madagascar is close to Africa, but the natives are of the yellow race. Modern genetic results prove they came from Southeast Asia. How did they manage to sail across the vast ocean in canoes to reach there?

During the period of the South Islanders, this part of the sea had not yet risen, dotted with various scattered islands, and they expanded by using these islands as stepping stones.

Yang Zhongkai then analogized this to the universe. To the ancient humans sailing in their canoes, the ocean was like the universe, unable to provide the necessary life support, with islands serving as resource-rich planets.

In the process of expansion, they could settle on these "planetary islands" and use them to venture further afield.

Clarifying their social structures during expansion has significant implications for the future expansion of space civilizations.

But Yang Zhongkai certainly hadn’t expected his niche article to pique Lin Ju’s interest so unexpectedly, and he immediately continued the conversation.

Lin Ju listened with interest as they walked, and after a while, found a tree where they sat down in the shade to rest.

He suddenly took an interest in sociology because of the impact "Departing Fire" reaching Mars had. What if they really found aliens? How could they guide the situation in the best possible direction?

Of course, researching the expansion of humanity itself is also very meaningful. Spiritual construction is an extremely important aspect of space colonization.

Seeing Yang Zhongkai still looking somewhat eager to continue, Lin Ju made a suggestion:

"Professor Yang, have you ever interviewed astronauts who have been to the Moon? Their experiences might reflect the possible state of humans in space colonies."

Yang Zhongkai shook his head: "I certainly haven’t... However, their experiences can’t serve as a theoretical basis. The main force of future immigrants will certainly be ordinary people, and it’s the experiences of the vast majority that are the most important."

"Why don’t you try it out, to refine the rules and spiritual norms of space colonization?"

"Heh, I... Huh?"

Lin Ju paid no mind to his surprise: "Are you interested in becoming an external sociology advisor for Xinyuan Company? Going to space would count as a business trip with a subsidy.

Of course, you can decline if you’re not interested. Next week, Cloud Ascend will carry out its fourth flight mission, and I hope you can be one of the passengers. I hope it will help your research. But if you join us, you may be sent on a mission to the Moon in two or three months. We really need research in this area."

...

Edo, Edo University Medical Department’s Affiliated Hospital.

Nakayama Juji, who was "working while ill, and overexerted," lay comfortably on the bed in a single VIP ward, with no sign of the so-called severe pain.

"Knock, knock"

At the sound of knocking, he hurriedly covered himself with the blanket, closed his eyes and slightly parted his lips, then heard outside the door the words "Private Marseille" before the door was pushed open.

"Your Excellency, it’s me."

Hearing the familiar voice, Nakayama Juji slightly opened one eye and, after confirming the door was closed, suddenly sat up and berated Rumi Yasuhiro in front of him.

"Lackey! You actually agree to detonate a hydrogen bomb in your own country, have you no shame?"

However, Rumi Yasuhiro was not at all annoyed but responded indifferently:

"But Your Excellency feigning illness to leave work, that’s what truly disappoints the citizens."

"That’s none of your business, if someone wants to replace me I’ll resign immediately, I won’t hold back the nation!"

This self-righteous demeanor made Rumi Yasuhiro’s face twitch, but considering this insect’s fickle stance, it was not surprising.

"Your Excellency, you are still the leader, there’s a document that probably requires your personal attention."

"What document?"

Nakayama Juji took it and after only a few glances, his eyes widened in shock as he said:

"The IAEA and the multinational Anti-Chemical Emergency Support Rescue Team are taking over the area around Fukushima? Wait, what’s in the aircraft list—is that right? Why does the rescue team have bombers and rocket artillery?"