Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

In the future, whether it be construction or development, a large population will be needed. The 1600 people from the Heshan Rescue Association might be far from enough. Although these Fox-tail Species are not particularly perfect, they are not completely uneducable either.

"I understand." Lu Qing nodded, feeling a bit pleased upon hearing that Hexia wanted to take her as a subordinate. Perhaps having a powerful backer in this chaotic land was indeed a good thing.

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The next day, Hexia and the caravan members set out once more. However, this time she changed her previous low-key style. Instead, she had the caravan members openly carry guns and added new insignia to all the carriages.

"What name do you think is appropriate?" Tilan asked everyone in the morning. A catchy name was needed for future activities to enhance the sense of identity among all the members.

"I'm not good at naming, but if I have to suggest, I think using terms like XX Pact, XX Agreement, XX Alliance might give off a more advanced and powerful impression." Guy answered.

"For once, I don't feel like contradicting." Sura scratched his head.

"Haha, that suggestion is indeed interesting." Flan laughed heartily.

"Actually, our suggestions don't really count. After all, you are the soul of the team. It's okay to name it based on your own thoughts; you don't have to consider our opinions too much." Flan advised Tilan not to engage in unnecessary democracy at this moment.

"Is that so..." The young girl sat in the carriage, deep in thought.

To be honest, if it were in the Federation, giving an organization a name using a flower as a code would be most appropriate. It wouldn't be too provocative to certain sensitive political areas and also aligns with public aesthetics. But it's not the case in this land. In the absence of communication channels, a name is the first impression and the first conversation.

I want to establish what kind of organization, or rather, deep down, what form of country do I truly long for?

It's time to make a choice, Hexia.

Child of Man, Children of the Stars, Child of the Sea, Tree of Life Sect, Primordial Heart, Mechanical Council, Cloud of Tracing, Deep Sea Alliance, over the years, the ideologies and voices of various factions she heard, received, and learned about started to collide in her mind.

Is it to follow the pure blood, singular national system, or choose an inclusive social structure? Is it to concentrate power and will, or to respect everyone's choice, dispersing power to those who need to be heard?

At this moment, Hexia suddenly felt an urgent desire to know what kind of decisions Isenisha had faced back then. It is known that when Isenisha ended the Fifth Epoch, many newborn race allies contributed, but after the Federation was established, those figures gradually faded away.

And what agreement did the Federation and the Mechanical Council make back then to maintain a certain mutual non-interference? This was something she had never understood.

Having historical references is naturally a good thing, but if everything is done by looking at how predecessors did, it might not be a long-term plan.

When she truly took up power, she felt how heavy it was and how much it would profoundly affect many people. Possibly, a light comment from her could make countless people devote decades or even a lifetime, becoming the future standard and political correctness.

However, at this point, she wouldn't shrink back like she did in the past.

In her contemplative state, she opened her eyes, where countless thoughts and considerations whirled, with one person after another she had seen in the past clashing in her consciousness. The far and great Isenisha, the determined and firm Emuralin, the inclusive yet indifferent Ishegrelin, the guiding and encouraging Isabella, the solemn yet hopeful High Priest, the old and profound Idrylia, the iron-blooded and tough Yarnasha, the gentle and delicate Evelyn, and many more. Aside from these predecessors and objects of admiration, there were also those with flaws but still had shining aspects, such as Sevia La, Alanna, etc.

Everyone seemed like a small fragment, and their experiences and choices reflected a part of society.

First of all, she believed the current Federation model no longer met the needs of the era's development. The past prohibition against gene editing was due to the painful lessons of the Fifth Epoch, but it undeniably locked up the ladder of human evolution, meaning too many possibilities were given up. But the threat of the Black Sun also existed. She must enable the Federation to gain the power to suppress any Black Sun before she can reopen the gene editing policy.

If gene editing is opened, it will inevitably bring along many racial issues. Then what will be used as a bond to maintain the entirety of human civilization, as primitive bloodline customs will no longer suit the Star Sea Era.

If it's culture, then how can cultural unity and similarity be maintained to uphold shared cognitive recognition?

The vast differences in living environments, educational inequities, etc., would bring numerous imbalances and discrepancies, ultimately making it difficult to establish a common cultural core.

In addition, different gene edits will inevitably bring innate differences and gaps. What standards should society use to assess individuals? If the official authority abandons establishing supremacy in this area, then it will have to be usurped by various intentional forces or organizations.

In an instant, Hexia considered too much; perhaps it was also in her character to always think long and hard, not to be perfunctory about the superficial and short-term matters. The consequence of such a character was that she often appeared hesitant and indecisive. But the advantage is that once she makes a decision, almost no one can interfere or interrupt.