People once again set out on an unknown journey. In the end, curiosity could also serve as a driving force. Armed with nothing more than imagined benefits, they piloted their ships into the sea of stars, their courage entirely concealed beneath what seemed like ordinary behavior.
It was not exactly blind exploration in total darkness, though. After all, there were still several Outposts in space that could be used.
The S.P.E.A.R. Agency's Alpha Centauri and Latveria's Gliese had finished construction last night. While Deathstroke slept, the Adjutant had been busy with this, helping them establish permanent colonies on both planets.
They had originally been habitable planets, so construction had been much easier. For now, cities and supporting facilities capable of housing one million people had been built. More could be added later if needed.
Besides these two new landmarks, people in the universe could also choose to visit Deathstroke's Contraxia and Kepler-113B—Ice and Snow Fun Valley and the ticket office of Monster Zoo. They could even go to Sparta Star, which was also marked on the star charts as a friendly power.
With these bases, they would at least have somewhere to stop when exploring the Milky Way Galaxy. Thus, traveling from Earth to those places was only the beginning. The true exploration would officially begin when they set sail from those planets once more.
Right now, people were effectively starting with nothing but their spacecraft. After all, Earth currency could not possibly be used throughout the universe.
But that was not much of a problem. Even through bartering, there would be aliens willing to buy outdated technological products as antiques. As for communication, that was even less of an issue—most aliens spoke English anyway.
Would people die during this great voyage? Of course they would, and there would definitely