Chapter 84. Vulcan survivors Flora and Flort
"Other Cindy races?" Olet looked at him in confusion. "I think three is enough. There are no more races."
Jeffrey just nodded and kept the other information. He didn't want to reveal too much. For him, the overriding principle of non-interference with less developed civilizations remained valid.
"You are very interested in Cindy, it seems so. Are there not more dangerous races, such as Klingons?" Amiya asked in surprise.
"To us, Cindy is a mysterious myth, and we know a lot about the Klingons. So we're fascinated by this mysterious race," Noah said, trying to calm the situation. He wanted to end the topic so he wouldn't be asked too many questions. After all, he wanted to steer the conversation toward the real purpose of their meeting. "How did you get all the information about Vulcan? That planet seemed to have been destroyed nearly two thousand years ago."
Orlert nodded. "That's right. But a twist of fate has brought this race back into our sights. At least back into our consciousness. Therefore, we are able to welcome you here, Mr. Jeffrey, as our guest, a Val Ken. We have always believed that all members of your race have become extinct. In our opinion, it should not be possible to encounter other survivors, because the disaster happened so long ago," Olet explained his joy Affection.
"Except for the Vulcans who live here," Noah said. "At least that's what we're told."
Orlert nodded. "Yes, you're right. They are the last survivors. Although it seems they are different from you in some way." He nodded to Jeffrey.
"In which way?" Jeffrey asked.
He said hesitantly: "There is no difference in appearance, but in character. Our friends are not quite..." He was obviously searching for the right words. "Reason," he finally said. "But maybe that's just a trait of yours. I personally find it very pleasant," he added quickly, clearly speaking euphemistically.
Noah couldn't help but hold back a smile. He decided to keep that stubborn logic in his heart. Still, Olert's words confused him. Aren't their Vulcans logical?
Jeffrey got there first. "Until two thousand years ago, the Vulcans were an emotional race. This led to our near extinction in a nuclear war. But before that, the philosopher Suhzifer got my race back on the right track. We learned To control our emotions and ultimately banish them deep within. Our actions from that point on are dictated by logic.”
Olet nodded slowly. "I think we now turn to a topic that will be of interest to everyone. So we should invite our allies in."
At his signal, Ono Ichiro stood up and walked towards the door. After only a few seconds, two tall figures walked in. Their slender and toned bodies revealed their healthy lifestyle. They were dressed in traditional Vulcan ceremonial clothes. Coupled with their upright posture and serious expression, they exude a majesty that no other can match.
When the Vulcan entered the room, everyone present stood and raised their left hands in the traditional Vulcan greeting: "Longevity and prosperity," as they greeted the Republic officers.
Noah returned the greeting while the others just smiled and nodded.
"This is Flora and Flort," Olet introduced.
Flora stretched out her flat palm and said with a smile: "It's great to meet you in person. We have heard a lot about you. Especially the data you kindly provided to Mr. Tchaikovsky very interesting."
Noah was a little surprised and took the extended hand, but a smiling Vulcan made him feel a little suspicious. He introduced his officers in turn, ending with Jeffrey. The two Vulcans also extended their hands to Jeffrey, but Jeffrey only responded with Vulcan greetings and ignored the outstretched hands. An awkward atmosphere arose, and Noah quickly tried to break the deadlock. "Can Dr. Celia do a scan on you? We just want to make sure you are indeed a true Vulcan."
Flort raised his right eyebrow, a familiar gesture. Then a smile appeared on his lips. "You are doubtful, Captain. But as your saying goes: it is never too bad to be careful." Then he turned to the doctor. "Of course, you can check on us. We have nothing to hide."
During the brief inspection, the two Vulcans once again displayed the tranquility typical of their race. There's no sign of any emotion on their part. Celia read the test results and then nodded to Noah. "There's no doubt they're Vulcans."
"No surprise to us," Flort winked at the doctor, and they sat down at the table together.
When everyone sat down, Noah's eyes wandered between Olet and the Vulcan. "It was unbelievable," he concluded. "We saw the ruins of Vulcan. It's hard to believe that anyone could survive that."
"We left Vulcan before the disaster," Flora explained. "We were on an important mission to prove that we were not the only race in the universe. At that time, no manned spacecraft had ever left our solar system. Our destination was a neighboring galaxy, passing through the sleep capsule Sailing. A few years ago, an unmanned probe sent a signal that seemed to suggest the existence of life. Since we do not have a Vap engine yet, the hibernation capsule became our only option.
We set out at 12548 in our time calculation. As planned, we arrived at our destination. Although there is no intelligent life in the target galaxy, there is life. For us, standing on a strange planet is very fascinating. We became the first Vulcans to set foot on a planet outside our solar system. It's a sublime feeling.
We know that nearly two hundred years have passed at this time, which is a full Vulcan life span. During this time, we received no news from our home planet. But this doesn't surprise us. We are too far away, and even if there is news, it will take time to arrive. But we never imagined that Vulcan would no longer exist by that time. So we returned as planned. We go back to sleep and look forward to waking up back home. But when the automatic wake-up program activates us again, what we see is no longer a planet, but only debris. At first we thought we were off course. But soon we had to accept the harsh truth: Vulcan had been destroyed.
The only sensible option is to go into hibernation again. We think that if there were a space-traveling race someday, they would find us. Then we'll see if we can live out the rest of our lives among their species. So we spent nearly two thousand years in hibernation. Then he was found and awakened by Mr. Tchaikovsky and his companions. "
Noah nodded thoughtfully. "And you joined the colonists?"
"We have a hibernation pod ship," Flort reminded him. "It doesn't have a Vapor engine. Although we have enough energy because the ship is designed to have a permanent energy supply, what else could we do? We could have continued to remain dormant, but for how long? Hibernation technology can reduce physical activity although , but does not stop completely. This means that even in hibernation, our bodies are aging, albeit at a much slower rate. Still, we cannot stay dormant forever."
"So there was no other choice," Flora continued. "What else can we wait for? We don't know other races, and humans seem to be so similar to us, it is a logical choice. Although humans are not like us in some aspects," he winked, seeming a little It's meant as a joke.
Looking directly at Flora, Noah said, "Yes, we understand that. But we want to find a solution where your history can be repaired and we can still exist. We don't want to destroy Anyone’s life.”
Flora slowed her breathing. "I can understand what you are thinking. However, time travel is a very complex and dangerous field. Changing history may have unknown consequences. Are you responsible for this?"
"We do realize the risk," Jeffrey interjected. "We will do our best to avoid causing too much disruption to the timeline. Our goal is to repair our home and ensure that all races can continue to exist."
Flora was silent for a moment, then nodded. "I believe you have good intentions. If there is a way for us to continue to exist, I will not stop your efforts. We will try to help, but please understand that all the changes we Vulcans have experienced throughout history have made us part of it. If all this is changed, we will face an unknown fate."
"We will act with caution and try to avoid causing irreparable damage to your history." Noah solemnly promised.
Olet broke the silence. "I trust you to do your best. That being the case, we work together to hopefully find a solution."
"Thank you for your understanding and cooperation." Jeffrey expressed his gratitude.
For the rest of time, Noah and his team will live and work with Flora, Flort, and the other residents of the colony. As they explore the culture and way of life of this unique colony, they also work to find a way to repair the timeline. Every step is taken carefully, and they understand that changing history is not an easy task.
Over time, Flora and Flort developed a deep friendship with Noah and his team. Together they face challenges, share knowledge and help each other. Although it was a difficult journey, their efforts paid off in the end.
Eventually, Noah and his team found an ingenious way to repair the timeline so that Vulcan history would continue to exist without affecting their own existence. Their mission accomplished, they can return to their own time.
In their farewell, Flora and Flort expressed their deep gratitude and blessings. They admit the experience changed their perspective on time and history. They maintain hope for the future while also understanding the importance of cherishing the past.
Noah and his team board their ship and prepare to return to their own time. They parted with the knowledge that the bonds they had formed with Flora, Flort, and this unique colony would last forever. This is a unique experience that will be an unforgettable page in their memory.
All eyes were on Noah. He had never hinted at their plans before, so Olert and Tchaikovsky were in the dark about his intention to correct the timeline. He must choose his words carefully to avoid creating unnecessary difficulties at the outset. "This is not necessarily true. Quantum physics describes countless parallel dimensions, in each of which every decision and every turn in history can occur. Therefore, the possibility that this universe will cease to exist is extremely slim. ” he emphasized.
"I don't think we have to discuss that now," Flort smiled.
"That's right," Olet agreed quickly. He wanted to avoid anyone getting upset. He needed to continue working with the Vulcans. But he also needs the people of Republic. They appear to have more advanced technology than any other race in this universe. Maybe they were the miracle he had been looking for. With their help, the colony may be able to survive the current crisis.
"We have prepared a place for you," Olert invited them again. "You can stay on this planet."
"We appreciate your kindness," Noah replied politely. "However, we prefer to return to our ship. You can contact us at any time. And our teleporter is always available for short-term meetings. In addition, I would like to invite you to visit our ship. I believe that a brief tour will make you They are very impressed. We are very proud of our spacecraft."
"We are happy to accept the invitation. Before you leave, I would like to ask you to attend a reception tomorrow. A special correspondent from Earth will come to us. I would like to introduce you to each other," Olet said.
"Special correspondent?" Noah looked at everyone doubtfully. Didn't anyone tell him that the relationship between the colonies and Earth was not very good? So why did the special correspondent arrive? "Is there any special reason for this?"
Olert seemed to understand the root of the problem immediately. Apparently, the captain was worried about falling into a trap. Such concerns are understandable given their previous experiences. "No, there's no particular reason. But we still belong to the Earth, even though we enjoy some autonomy and self-management."
Olet could only hope Noah believed that. The true present situation of the colony must not be revealed to him. It was too much of a worry for those strangers to leave again and thus not interfere in the conflict.
The colonial guests, however, did not delve further into the matter. It was all out of courtesy, to avoid embarrassing Olert. Instead, they expressed gratitude for the invitation and agreed to attend the reception. During the farewell, people shook hands and said goodbye. Soon after, Noah and his team returned to their ship. They returned to the ship directly from the Council Hall via the teleporter, without detouring to the airport. This is completely unnecessary.
When the visitor left, Olet looked around. "What do you think of our guest?" he asked encouragingly, hoping for a sincere answer.
"They're funny," Flora said, imitating the logical character of Jeffrey. Then he smiled. "I'm very much looking forward to the subsequent meetings, especially with Jeffrey. Our species seems to be undergoing interesting developments in their universe."
“It seems like we could learn a lot from them,” agreed Amiya. "If we can convince them to stay here, it might be good for the development of our colony."
"This is all true, but do you have to invite them to come tomorrow?" Ono Ichiro criticized. "We don't know them yet and don't know what they might be up to. What if they come to kidnap the commissioner? What if they are sent by Earth to intensify the situation?"
"You don't really believe this, do you?" Olert replied in surprise.
"Why not? What evidence do we have to the contrary? Their statements? But if we don't know the people they're meeting with, then what's it all worth?"
Olet shook his head. It became increasingly difficult for him to understand why someone like Ichiro Ono was elected to the Senate. He said: "This is almost impossible to be true, right? Moreover, we received reports from the Earth that they had a large alien spacecraft appear and be intercepted a few days ago. This is consistent with what they said."
"What if this is all fake, to deceive us?" After seeing the looks of others, he raised his hands in defense. "Maybe I'm over-concerned, but I'm just being cautious." He was sure that his performance was convincing. He did not like strangers attending the commissioner's reception. They were a wild card and did not fit into his plans. What if Rasaka is stopped by a stranger? He wasn't actually sure that Rasaka would actually do what he wanted. But he couldn't tell all of that. His reasons were far-fetched and he realized he had to give up. Whether the stranger was there or not, they couldn't stop anything. He tried to believe this.
"We understand your caution," Olert said lightly, and for him that was the end of the subject.
With no one else commenting, the group members dispersed and went about their business. Olert made sure to talk to the two Vulcans again. Their opinion on the subject was of great importance to him. However, Ono Ichiro cannot be allowed to know about this. Therefore, he could not retain them. They had already left before Ono Ichiro left the conference room. He would have to call them back later.
