Earth's civilization level was after all merely 0.75, the recent 0.9 was just him boasting.
"Do you think, in the later stages of Faya's game, will there be five greenhouse civilizations directly confronting each other?"
"There will certainly be, otherwise, what's the point of them dividing into factions?"
Yang Ming laughed, "Is there a possibility in here for alliances and cooperation to be formed?"
The Fourth Pioneer frowned at Yang Ming, hesitating slightly and muttering, "Your civilization is only at 0.9. I don't want to be saddled with a burden for my homeland."
"We have a population of 8.2 billion," Yang Ming leaned back.
The Fourth Pioneer asked, "Have you achieved equal education?"
"Of course."
"Have you established a planetary autonomous republican social system?"
"We're almost there."
"Is your social wealth redistribution system perfect?"
"That's quite far off."
