At this point, perhaps the first thing that all humans in the world would do is to make the macaques disappear from the universe.
This is the objective reality of the universe.
Might makes right.
But the weak are not born to be slaughtered.
The infinite possibilities of the universe are not limited to the weak civilizations having to die; they still have a slim chance of creating miracles.
Perhaps the Compound Eye Civilization had some kind of opportunity, overthrew the previous ruler, and attained their current status.
In any case, for the weak to break the cruel hierarchy drawn by the universe with the time difference of thousands, millions, or billions of years, and to break through the technological barrier, it is undoubtedly difficult, but there must be hope.
Even if this hope is one in a billion, it still exists.
Harrison Clark is now that hope.
The civilization is groping, and he is groping too.
