Captain Cohen was monitoring the progress of the away team and trying to make sense of the situation. It looks like an insectoid species lived there and they later moved to another planet or may be extinct. However, the extinction hypothesis was not seriously taken. The reason was, that there was no evidence for that. After several hours of exploring the surface of the planet, finally, Sam and his team managed to find out another faint energy signature to the north of the planet. The team moved there with a shuttle and discovered a ruined structure. It was even larger than the previous structure, but this structure looked different from other structures. It also had a long winding of electrically conductive materials burrowed down the ground. The team scanned and it was a coil gun, pointed toward the space.
“Planetary Defense System?” asked T'Yer.“Not likely,” replied an archaeologist, “If these were planetary defence systems, the projectiles would have some of the best rides in the galaxy,” she continued, “See, these pressurised rooms? These were boarding rooms. I believe it’s an orbital launch centre.”T'Yer and Sam couldn’t argue because they were tactical and operational members, but the archaeological team members had the best knowledge of this situation.Those team members calculated the launch vectors of the coil gun and finally said that the coil gun was powerful enough to launch a projectile at an escape velocity of that planet. There were also some genetic fragments, in some cases, there were some pieces of exoskeleton lying around in a room with several strange-looking surgical instruments. The away team took the genetic material for tracking and returned to the ship. Captain Cohen was ready to plot the next jump. The science lab reported that the gene fragments were about 1500 years old. The bio scanner of the science ships could be fed that genetic information and the ship could search within 50 light-year range. However, there were some issues, for example, false-positive and degraded signals could be hard to find. Nonetheless, they started looking for those species. There were several biosignatures matches, but they were erratic. Cohen tried to find out why and came up with a hypothesis that some plagues or other problems might be the cause of the erratic signals. The trace was found around 70 light-years away, at an abandoned orbital station. It contained some logs of chirping and buzzing sounds and some written stuff which was impossible to translate. Humanoid languages could be easier to translate, but insect noise was alien. There were also some flight trajectories on a holographic display. They were 250 light-years away from a colony world. They again set a course and finally, reached a star system.It was nothing like an ordinary star system. It had a huge ring around the star, which was the size of the orbit of the earth. However, the ring was completely abandoned, however, the ring had, strangely enough, humanoid structures, not insectoids. Now they had a dilemma on their hands. Should they research the ring or go for the biosignature.“The ring isn’t going anywhere. The best we can do is, send a request for another science ship to the main team. We can always come back later,” said Cohen.The chase lasted for 2 hours. After that, they found another clue. It was a planet, tidally locked and they managed to transform this tidally locked planet into something amazing. It was a server planet. The sun-facing side had numerous solar panels and the colder side had all the servers. The thin habitable section between had the buildings for controls. The cold section maintained server cooling while the hot section of the star contained solar panels for energy generation.The team landed on the thin strip of land in between the hot and cold sections. They entered into a room which contained some genetic signatures of the species and to their horror, there were some really horrible things in the room.The room was a lab of some sort. The team tried to find out from where those genetic signs were radiating. They finally got a glimpse of the true size of the insectoid aliens. There were several exoskeletons in the room and each exoskeleton was the same size as an adult human. The more pressing concern of the team was that the exoskeletons had varying degrees of cybernetic implants in them.The team finally discovered an intact computer, so they powered it up. With the help of some exoskeletons, the team managed to operate the computer. It had a map of a star system to where the team finally pointed the ship.The star system was 15 light years away. The team with the ship jumped there.That was not a star system. It was something beyond the imagination of most of the Sagittarian crews. It was a Dyson Shell. Around 550 million earth could fit inside. The shell was made out of something unknown materials.When the team jumped to the system, a strange tractor beam-like thing was holding t
The drone was moved to another town. The Butterfly was moving the drone in a manner that looked like an old man. But captain Probir wanted to visit the planet by himself. It was still difficult for him to land because it was dangerous.Probir ordered the drone to move to a quiet place, out of the town and decided that he, himself would land. He took a shuttle and landed right beside the waiting drone.Probir, although a very capable starship captain, lacked the personality of being a captain, a showy personality with a very high level of charisma. He only cared about his next mission, and by doing that, he distanced himself from the others. Even his first officer couldn't predict his next move, not because the captain wanted not to predict, but because he was not like clockwork, like the other captains.He always thought of himself as an observer, observing everything without interfering. The reason was, from his childhood, he was an observer, always keeping to himself and observing.
Captain Probir finished his song, looking towards the distant horizon, his mind was somewhere else.“Captain, what’s the meaning of this song?” asked the Butterfly.“It’s complicated. See, the song was written by a monk-song writer and poet who searched for spirituality around 700 years ago. The mystical village he was talking about was the soul. The soul, which we still don’t know if it exists or not,” said the captain, “You see, we have 2 schools of thought. One believes that there is something called a soul within every one of us. It operates us, just like your operating system. The second school of thought was they believe that there is nothing called a soul. We do not observe this soul and we have no physical evidence for it.”“What do you believe in, captain?” asked the Butterfly.“Me? I believe what is scientifically proven. Our consciousness is the result of the emergence property of our neurons. I think, this emergence property is called a soul,” replied the captain.“But my
“How did you know about AI?” Captain asked for the 3rd time. That time, the drone and the captain dragged Nicolas into a nearby wood for questioning. While despite being an alien, Nicolas was nowhere near strong enough to overpower the drone. “I am not going to tell you,” replied Nicolas, “I’ve seen you, descending from the sky. You are not one of us.” “But I mean you no harm. Please tell me how you know about the AI,” Probir asked. This time, he was angry. Nicholas was staring at the captain like an idiot. His facial expression suggested that he was not in a hurry, yet he was not happy about the entire “dragging into the wood” business. “I will not tell,” for the last time, he told, before he turned towards the river and lay down. He was acting strangely. Probir and the Butterfly stood up and communicated with the ship, “This is the captain, I need a neural suppressor.” He wanted to wipe his memories. He was not so sure if it would work. “What is that,” asked Nicholas. “I will
“I am an observer. I observe things,” said a very deep mechanical voice. “Observer? What do you observe?” Probir was annoyed more than curious. He absolutely hated the so-called monolithic civilization culture. “I observe civilizations, life, anything that is interesting to me,” replied the thing called Nicolas, “My origin is beyond your understanding. I am, you may say, beyond time and space, yet I’m not omnipotent or omniscient.” Probir said, “Looks like you are in a higher dimension anyway. So, so it’s reasonable to…” before finishing, the observer said, “No. I am not what you think I am. I have seen many lives come into existence and extinguish and I have collected so much data that your universe would not be able to handle any of that. It’s more than Graham’s number, it’s more than your universe could handle.” Probir said, “Okay, tell me your origin. I will comprehend,” he wanted to know. “My origin is out of time. Countless times the universe went into the big rip, big crunc
The observer stopped for a bit and said, “I am to be frank tired of living. I have seen everything there to be seen. Immortality makes me tired.” To which the Butterfly then said, “Observer, I am immortal too. I think immortality is a gift you should not cast away.”“I know what you are going to say. You will say, there are many things to see and learn. But I have spent so many for so long times that I have seen events recurring in an exactly similar fashion. You cannot even begin to imagine how long I am being alive. There is nothing new to observe,” replied the observer.“Do you want to die?” asked Prbir without even a single drop of hesitation.“I… I don’t know. I have seen many deaths, but I could never bring myself to think about my own death,” replied the observer, “however as an observer who saw the death and destruction of the entire universe a countless number of times, I am tempted to see this. I will require you to disconnect my dark matter reactor from my mainframe. I cann
Captain Cohen, in the other system, was investigating a strange insectoid species of a very advanced technological capability. Their science ship and the cruiser went inside of the Dyson shell.It was massive, the Dyson shell was big, it was massive, it was mindbogglingly big. It was so big, that 550 million of earth could fit inside of it. From the perspective of the ship, there were distant stars glowing and twinkling. But those were not the stars, those were lights of massive mega servers built inside of the Dyson shell. There were cables going from one side of the shell to the supposed “space.” The helmsman said, “Captain, I’m having a hard time keeping the ship stable.”“Why is that?” asked Theo, his first officer.“Sir, the wall of the shell is at our port side, and the entire bloody universe is at our starboard side. I know how to keep a steady line, but for some bloody reasons, the ship is banking to the starboard.” Extremely irritated helmsman reported.“My host star has a v
“We used to be Xitian hive, a hive-based civilization. We originated on a planet your ship visited during the first landing. That was our home. We had space flight for over 2000 years and we were the apex of the civilization in this sector of the galaxy. However, our hive-minded appearance scared many newer and fledgling civilizations. We are now in a technological singularity, merged with the machines and became a single entity,” said the insectoid.The first contact with the Xitian hive, the butterfly and the pre-FTL civilization taught the entire task force that natural biological lives could not go on forever. A sufficiently advanced organic civilization would create advanced machines that would do the jobs for them. As time goes by, the organics will incorporate some of the technologies into their own which results in cybernetics. Cybernetics are the final frontiers; it was also a pandora’s box.“When we started our first cybernetics program, it created some massive problems,” sa