Three Plans To Survival

When he attended the imperial meeting, every representative was gathered. From the Sanguine race to the Crystal race, from Bali to Irene. There was also Oob floating around a seat, flapping its wings.

Varian leaned into his throne and nodded at them to begin the meeting.

"We've come up with three plans." Secretary Alison, in usual work clothes, stood up and addressed him.

"First plan: evacuate everyone into Hortus. Stay low. Since you said this has a slight chance of exposure, we'll use the spaceships to transfer them out of the solar system. Thanks to Boo, we have the capacity to send out ten billion people. They can survive for 10 years in space.

It'll reduce the burden on Hortus and if the data is right, the chance of being found is less than 0.0001%. It's a safe bet."