Lex is sitting next to me, scrolling through the files on the rest. I turn my head his way, raising my eyebrows.
"Has this been a big problem?"
If more of their applicants
are spies than not, this could take a
long time...
"That depends on your definition of 'big'. The fact is that people are often rather attached to the country of their birth. Even someone with no history with their nation's intelligence service is a risk. And, naturally, I can't tell you what percentage of security risks are getting though our screening, because..."
"Yes."
After all, people do talk to their family. And it's all too likely that they'd spill something without even thinking. If it's known that they're working for Luthor's fleet, their family will undoubtedly be bugged to hell and back...
That's another reason why we're focusing our development efforts on Africa, of course. If your country was a corrupt shit hole before my allies 'arrange things', you're not going to feel all that emotionally attached to the institutions of state. If your country is only held together by external pressure, are you going to spare it a second through when you get a better offer?
A sad statement about human nature, but alas, such is the world. No matter how much or how little someone has, they always end up wanting
more.
As the developed world's immigration statistics tell you, the answer's a resounding
no. Which makes the place
perfect for us. Company towns as far as the eye can see. Incorruptible genome-supported policing. Good roads. Reliable water supplies. Schools, admittedly focused on supplying the EDF's need but the EDF needs
everything. There's a government around somewhere, but we're making a MegaCorp here. I doubt… Ah, what's this place-?
Ogaden, that's it. I doubt
Ogaden as a
notion attracts a great deal of loyalty.
And various powers are eyeing up Luthor's projects with concern as he more or less buys himself a country, one bit at a time. At least they're making the region a better place to live.
So in twenty years we'll have a huge number of well educated, well trained 'post-nationalist' employees, but for now we're mostly looking for people who don't care all that much about their home country but either care about our mission or are prepared to learn to care about the EDF.
And don't work for their home country's intelligence agency like this git.
Ha! It's that obvious?Sooner or later, someone in their agency will catch on and send someone really well-trained. Does Luthor have contingency plans in case of Bond?
"Want me to have a word with the Chinese?"
"No, I think it's best if you don't mention it. Obviously they know that I'm working with you, but I doubt they'll comment on it unless you force the issue. It's better to keep the good will." His eyes flick my way as he smiles. "It's not as if anything you say will make them stop."
Yeah, getting any info they can on the spacecraft and weapons the ESF have displayed must be giving them raging espionage-boners...
I nod, and return my eyes to the interview being conducted with their latest effort. Lex has happily been accepting offers of seconded military personnel from everyone who offers them, but their political masters have swiftly realised that we're not giving them access to design schematics, let alone the more sensitive parts of the EDF's technology catalogue. So they're getting thorough demonstrations on how to use Dr. Metcalf's equipment but without any real idea how to replicate it.
Smart. Because you know the second someone gets even the slightest bit of info...
So many things we're not able to patent for fear that someone will do something stupid with the knowledge. Or worse, clever.
...Exactly. And the worst part is, it's hard to be sure which is worse.
"It's starting to get a little difficult to recruit people who aren't from Africa."
I frown, turning to face him.
"Surely there are enough idealists for what you need?"
Idealism will only go so far. Sooner or later, you have to look to the more mercenary types.
"There's a very narrow Venn Diagram overlap between people idealistic enough to rise above their patriotism, strong willing enough to resist pressure from their home nations and skilled enough to actually be useful. And we have to make sure that they stay that way."
"Do you want to accelerate the colonisation schedule?"
I'm impressed that they even
have a colonisation schedule. Grayven's serious about splitting humanity from its single-world biome...
That would be… Difficult. Life-bearing worlds tend to bear life. Most of the immediately-habitable planets in this Sector already have people on them. Quite a few of the marginal ones as well. We have the technology to build habitats, but what's the point? There isn't much they can do that can't be done far more easily on a planet. The worlds we've tentatively identified as possible expansion targets aren't all that appealing places to live and won't be at any point in the near future. There are a few nicer worlds in the region that no one's using yet, but they're far further away which… Causes its own problems.
Yes, I doubt many people will appreciate their territory, no matter how empty, being used as a bypass by another species. And unless some genius develops some manner of Genesis device, they will be very busy terraforming for a long time to come...
"I don't see that we can. Unless one of our colleagues has a way to rapidly terraform an entire planet."
"I don't know of anyone with that capacity. If I could get hold of Swamp Thing and… Somehow talked him into it, he could accelerate the growth of local plant life forms. But terraforming requires that the entire ecosystem develop together."
You'd have to convince all the Elemental parliaments to cooperate. And that makes herding cats look extremely easy...
"I don't suppose he has an equivalent for microbes and insects, doe he?"
"Not one I've met. Distant colonisation is far more feasible. We'd have to make a bigger effort to make friends with the neighbours. Probably a good idea to come up with a casus amicus in advance. Want me to take a look?"
Well, there is the Rot or the Grey. But they aren't the most personable parliament.
"No. I'll take a flotilla and make a good will tour."
"That's.. not really a thing, on other planets. Turning up with warships doesn't exactly shout 'friends'."
TO be honest, when
has a 'good will tour' ever been anything but a nation showing off how big their metaphorical military dick,
ever?
"Then I'll have to establish another tradition. Mister Mere, do you have enough?"
The g-goblin nods slowly. I've noticed that the LexCorp g-goblin isn't anything like as expressive as the others. Even the older ones. Not sure why that is; Lex has been making an effort to be more genuinely personable lately, particularly when compared to the way 'old' Lex used to treat aliens. To say nothing of telepaths. Old Lex would have would have rather given himself root canal chirurgery without anaesthetic rather than rely on a telepath like this.
Presumably taking cues from Lex, or picking up some lingering dislike from him and treating him in kind. I'm honestly impressed Lex
is being so pleasant around them...
"Mercy, tell Mister Keates that he can conclude the interview at his leisure."
A nod and a touch of a computer pad.
No doubt with a polite 'Don't call us, we'll call you.' I doubt the spy's bosses will be happy...
"How was… Pony Land?"
I bow my head slightly, smiling as I do so.
If Lex weren't so busy, a trip there might be good for him... Or his biggest nightmare... Surrounded by strange, inhuman creatures, yet recognising so many human traits in them...
"Equestria."
"Gesundheit."
An oldie but a goodie.
"Thank you. It's a wonderful place. Almost like a children's animated series brought to life. A… Well written one, with the occasional competent adversary-."
"
I'm familiar with the type. My media companies produce several."
I'm sure they do. Hmm... If My Little Pony doesn't exist here, what does the brony demographic fixate on? Littlest Pet Shop?
"Interested in doing a documentary on the other side of the mirror? The videos of Luna are generating a farcical amount of attention, given what else is going on around here."
He pauses, then pushes his datapad aside and gives me his full attention.
Imagine if they set up a base with flying drones that just casually flew about filming interesting things... Like the ultimate nature documentary-slash-reality show ever... But can you imagine the legal
nightmare that would be?
"Has your paramour agreed to that?"
"Not yet. Though honestly, I think she'll find the whole process fascinating." Hm. "I may have to remind her that she doesn't need to project her voice so much with modern microphones. She was born in an earlier age and has a very healthy set of 'addressing the troops' lungs."
Probably a little bit of magic involved, given that she can
literally blow ponies away using Royal Canterlot Voice...
"That is an interesting idea. And meeting a friendly alien species will serve to encourage people to consider the less militant aspect of interstellar expeditions."
"Could do a series, then. Mars has more or less stabilised, and Tamaran's populated by orange swimsuit models."
Might get some attention drawn to Mars. And Tamaran would become one
hell of a tourist destination...
He nods. "Mars, yes. But while our ships are perfectly capable of reaching Tamaran, it would be a stretch on our supply lines."
I… Think for a moment.

Oh, that's always trouble. I fancy the sixty-plus light-year trip
might be a bit much at this point...
"How quickly can we put together a long ranged exploration vessel?"
"A dedicated one?" I nod. "I'm sure that Doctor Metcalf has a design. We can't really afford to refit an existing battlecruiser, but we could probably assemble one inside a year. Why?"
I fully expect such a design to be evolved and improved upon over the years. Why, you could make it look completely harmless... Until it busts out defensive death-rays...
"There aren't any heavily fortified obstacles between here and Tamaran. The only outstanding problems are raiders. And no one will expect a dedicated explorer to fight actual warships. So there's no loss of pride if I arrange for the ship to be met at the other end by a friendly fleet."
"And it will serve as a further encouragement to anyone interested in peaceful space travel." He nods. "I agree. I'll draft a request for Doctor Metcalf."
So they'll be able to have their own Star Trek program...

After all, they're already working on Star Wars.
I smile broadly. "I do so like living in the future. Don't you?"
Behind me, Mr. Keates smiles as he shakes hands with the failed Chinese spy and sends him on his way.
Why, it's like science fiction or something.
