The Galactic Republic has ruled the Galaxy for more that 25,000 years, bringing prosperity, wealth, and security to the galaxy.
However, in its tens of thousands of years of history, the Republic has never established a centralized and efficient administrative system. Bureaucracy, oligarchy, and loose government organizations have made the Republic into a huge bubble. Rather than a country, the Galactic Republic is more like a loose alliance of sovereign planets and businesses. Countless hidden dangers lie beneath this flashy appearance.
Starting with the most developed star regions in the central location of the galaxy, the galaxy is roughly divided into the Deep Core, Core Worlds, Inner Rim, Mid Rim, Outer Rim and the Colonies. The closer to the Galactic Edge, the poorer and more numerous the systems there are.
The Galactic Republic's countless contradictions have a real undercurrent: the contradiction between the poor and underdeveloped Outer Rim and the rich and developed Inner Rim and Core Worlds. This is also the contradiction between the exploiters and the exploited. The Separatist Forces that want to break away from being exploited will begin to rise gradually.
But before such contradictions finally push the Republic to the end, a huge spaceship lands in the Modell Sector on the edge of the galaxy, which will bring a storm here.
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You must make a decision... "Jon Roberts."
"The stars are burning, people are suffering, everyday there are billions of innocent people dying... And now, the fate of your people is in front of you, do you choose to accept or refuse?" A low and mysterious voice suddenly rings in my head.
Jon Roberts finds himself floating in the endless stary skies, overlooking countless shining star. "I'm in a dream? Accept? Accept what?" He puts his hands in front of his eyes, so unreal but also very real.
Suddenly, a huge warship flew over his head shooting at other ship!
This warship is so massive that light is flying over his head for a full minute. Countless lasers adjusted the direction, followed by a shot out of its whole body, which was also more than ten times as significant.
There is another fleet in front, and the two sides are in a fierce firefight. Countless laser beams instantly filled the whole space, and the original sky was torn a sunder.
Starfighters also began to take off like flies from the huge warship. They were flying around, engaging each other, constantly exploding into flashes of light.
Heavy artillery hit the warship over Jon Roberts' head, the outer armor was torn, and the flames began to spread. He could clearly see crew and other items flying out of the holes in the huge warship. The crew that was sucked out by the vacuum of space were struggling desperately in the cold dark space.
"This is..." Jon Roberts looked at the other fleet in the distance, those huge spaceships with weird shape and the countless H- shaped starfighters.
The memory was suddenly opened, and he was shocked, "TIE fighters! Imperial-class Star Destroyers! Home One! This is... the space battlefield of [ Staar Wars]!"
Suddenly, everything around him was broken and disappeared like glass, and Jon Roberts found himself back in the bright starry sky just now. However, from his perspective, he could clearly see that every planet was constantly on fire, and the mushroom clouds of nuclear explosions were rising and falling.
"You have to make a choice, and fate will reward you." The low and mysterious voice rang out again.
"Hello!! what did you ask me to choose? I haven't chosen yet. Hello...?" Jon Roberts had not finished his sentence, his whole body was sucked into the past, and he was still spinning. It felt terrible, like being thrown into a toilet and flushed away.
"Hello!! Can I have some options?"
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[The target system has been reached, the name is unknown, and the coordinates are unknown.]
[Start the planetary scanning function. The moon's diameter is 4900 kilometers, and its orbits a gas giant. The ration is 20 standard hours, and the orbital period is 405 standard days.]
[the atmospheric composition is A2, suitable for human breathing. The primary terrain is forest, mountains, savannah, and plains. The surface water coverage rate is 10%. The surface of the planet is primary geology, with signs of violent crustal activities.]
[Conclusion: the planet is habitable planet for humans, bit it is too small to meet the needs for social development. The comprehensive rating is A-.]
[The Hyperspace Core has encountered an unknown condition and losing response. The Mothership will not be able to migrate before re-establishing contact. The cruise is terminated, and the Interstellar Colonization Process has begun.]
[According to Chapter 12, Article 4 of the Interstellar Colonization Act, when the AI determines that the colonization process can be started, it needs to wake up the Commander, who is fully responsible for colonization work.]
[Wake up the Commander, the hibernation process is in progress...]
[Hello, Commander Jon Roberts.]
Hearing someone calling himself, Jon Roberts woke up from his dreams. His brain seemed to have exploded and contained a lot of things. Management, psychology, sociology, primary agriculture, essential industry, military training and other miscellaneous knowledge almost made his head explode as if stuffed into his head.
A strong sense of discomfort made him open his eyes suddenly. He found that this way a white room, and was lying in a glass cabin, although narrow but very comfortable. The white light outside, which he did not know the source of the light, lit up the whole room.
Under the omnidirectional light, even the shadows were blurred and hard to see. Some unknown instruments were placed in the room, controlled by an automated robotic arm. There was no doubt that no matter where this was, it would not be the house where he had just gone to sleep.
"What happened..." Jon murmured to himself.
[You are the Commander of this Mothership, Mr. Jon Roberts. During your hibernation period, you have completed the study of the relevant managerial knowledge reserve. Now we have arrived at a habitable planet. Please decide whether to start the colonization process.] There came an electronically synthesized elegant female voice.
"Who are you? Where am I?"
[I am the Mothership Core Control Computer. A hologram appeared in front of Jon. You are now in the living area of the Mothership, and here is the medical room for Administrators. After you were conscious, please go to the Bridge, and you can ask for nutrition if you need it.]
"Mothership? What Mothership? Like the ones I remember playing video games."
[This is a huge Mothership with a Hyperspace core for Interstellar colonization, and the information about the Origin Civilization has been found its Kushan. Now, this Mothership is yours, and all the inhabitants and crew are holding the tremendous honor to board the Mothership under your selection to start this interstellar journey.]
[There are 1 million Hibernating Inhabitants, 50,000 Hibernating crew members and 50,000 military members in the Mothership. In any situation, the Mothership can wake up the crew for emergency treatment. All the inhabitants and crew have been strictly selected and trained to master different professions to serve the colonization work better.]
[In addition, the Mothership has a massive embryo bank, which contains 500 billion different human embryos. Biotechnology can shorten the embryo growth time to 10 years.]
[Now, the whole Mothership and everyone on it will serve you, Commander Jon Roberts.]
Jon Roberts' brain was still trying to put everything in order dispute the chaos. First, he had a strange dream in which the voice asked him to choose something. Then he woke up and found himself in charge of a super Mothership.
The Mothership can hold 1 million people; how can you think it's small?
He struggled to stand up and came to the mirror on that was on the wall. What he saw was a very young man, but his face was a little pale.
The face was still his own face, but it seemed to have de-aged and been carefully maintained. The skin was much more delicate. The hair and eyebrows were short and trimmed, looking very fresh.
He was wearing a black uniform with a gold inlaid lapel. The material was soft and rigid, and the weight was almost not felt on the body.
Have I... travelled? The words ripple in Jon Roberts' mind like thunder. His pervious life, parents, friends, and everything else went up in smoke!
"Can you turn down the light? You can do it, right computer?"
[I am the Mothership Core Control Computer; you can call me Mei. The lights have been adjusted so that the room is a little darker; please enjoy.]
Obviously, the dreams before and now seem to have a specific connection. The mysterious voice let him choose, let alone whether he finally chooses or not. In any case, the voice said that choice and fate will give a reward.
Is this the reward or is there anything else?
Then choose me to do what? Jon Roberts remembered what he had experienced in his dream of the fleet battle in space. Obviously, there are spaceships and warships in [Star Wars].
Did I travel to [Star Wars]? If it is true that I'm in the Star Wars Universe, how can this Mothership survive? If it is with monster-like Doom weapons, for example, Death Star, even if the [EVE] titans come over, they cannot hold!
What is the end of the story? Jon Roberts was sitting in a daze in the medical room bed until Mei began talking to him asking him to come to the bridge.
[Commander, in the jump the Mothership had an unknown accident, now the supplies are almost gone, so if your body has recovered, please go to the bridge to preside over the work. If your body still has a problem, I will inform the Mothership's medical staff to come look after you.]
"No, I will be heading to the bridge now and can you get me some food once I get there?" Jon Roberts sighed and stood up and spoke.