"Dustin," growled Olivia, obviously not following along with his reasoning.
"It's alright Olivia, just let me explain," he said, giving her a smile.
She seemed to calm down, and he turned back to the woman who was looking back and forth at them, amused.
"If I can verify that the people on this planet are all Uz'En, then I would be fully capable of helping you with your inbreeding problem. We have many Uz'En back on our home world, who would be interested in forming life bonds with your people, I am sure."
"But I am certain, that none of those in power would be interested in having our people leave the planet, or have your people come here," she said, cautiously.
"I can fix that, too," he said, pleased that he could fix so many problems all at once, assuming the people on the planet were all Uz'En.
She seemed to mull over the thought for a while, pacing back and forth as she thought, then finally, she nodded. "If you can make sure that none of the people on this planet are aware of being tested, then I will give you the go ahead to test them. If you can fix the main problem our people struggle with so easily, then I am willing to suffer the wrath of the council."
He nodded, and Olivia sent orders through her PED to release the nanobots to search the planet over.
"Do you know how long it will take for your testing to be complete?" she asked, as Dustin started to receive reports from the nanobots. He listened to their electronic signals, as if they were tiny bugs singing him songs.
"So far, every person tested has come back positive for being an Uz'En, but it may take several hours for the testing to be complete," he warned her.
She chewed on her lip as she thought about that. "I can not be away for that long. If there are people who are not Uz'En, then what do you plan to do?"
"We already have a handful of individuals on our planet who are not Uz'En, so as long as there is an overwhelming number of Uz'En to non-Uz'En, then I don't think it will be a problem. Would you like us to contact you when our testing is complete?"
She nodded; relief evident in her haste to agree. Dustin wondered if anyone in power knew what she was doing, and decided to check it out after she left.
"Here is the private channel you can contact me on. I will be waiting for your message. I look forward to seeing what solution you have." She handed Dustin a card with a series of code written on it, and he was impressed to see the level of encryption they had. This was the first time he had seen a group of Uz'En actually using technology to their advantage, and the implications were exciting.
As she left, they all returned to the ship, where Granny and Kitteral were waiting.
"I think this may be where my mother's people came from," he told his father, as he moved to his chair."
"What do you mean?" asked his father. "Your mother was a warrior class Uz'En. She wouldn't have had anything to do with these people."
"Of all the Uz'En I have encountered in the entire galaxy; this is the first time I have seen any actually using technology. Their security system around their planet is the best I've seen, and I've seen a lot. This communications channel is so secure, I might not be able to hack it. This is just the kind of thing I would have done."
Kitteral thought about that for a moment, then shook his head. "I don't understand how she could be related to these people, and I'm certain we didn't have any Uz'En classes that focused on technology. Perhaps there are some non-Uz'En people behind the technology here?"
"Or," added Granny, "Your people have developed a new class with the changes that have happened to them over the generations. You can't deny that we have seen some rather interesting things occurring because of the situations they have been placed into."
Kitteral shrugged and finally gave up. "Whatever. So, can you hack their system, or not?"
Dustin chuckled as he shoved his finger into his port and dived into the system. The security they had was very impressive, better than any system, other than his own, and the new hivemind, that he had ever seen. Moving past the security programs, that couldn't see him, he began to check up on how their society was doing.
It looked pretty impressive, stable and well developed, which would explain why they didn't really want outsiders messing it up. It soon became obvious what had happened.
Whenever an Uz'En bred with someone, rather than the child being half, it would be a full Uz'En. These people had basically bred themselves to a full Uz'En population.
Diving deeper, he found that they had a council set up to deal with any problems that occurred. Perusing through their documented laws and regulations, he saw that the woman chancellor who had allowed them onto the planet, had broken at least half of them. She was looking to suffer a lot of grief if they discovered what she had done.
Pulling back, he turned to his crew and smiled. "I know what we need to do, to legally get this planet moved to our solar system," he said.
"What? Since when was that your plan?" asked Olivia.
"Since I discovered that the planet had mostly Uz'En on it, and they are needing new blood. Kit asked us to bring in a new planet to let the people not be so crowded. I imagine he wants to build better cities, and needs a place for the surplus to bleed over during construction."
"You don't think he's having trouble feeding everyone, do you?" asked Granny.
"No, there's plenty of food there. Besides, he would have asked us for help, if he wasn't able to handle everything. The kids really good at this whole leadership thing. Way better than I ever was."
"He gets that from me," sighed Kitteral, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes so that he didn't see the eyes rolling or the looks everyone threw his way.