1093 Moving On

Late that night, the data analysis from the drones that Max had sent out began to compile on Terminus' mainframe, and he could finally get a clear picture of what they were headed out to find.

All the planets were habitable, or had been in the recent past, and each of them had some unique geological feature that suggested that they might have been artificially altered, which was what had drawn the attention of the Alliance to begin with.

For most of them, it was something simple. A perfectly round set of ridges, or a few pyramid shaped hills. Anything that was perfectly even and symmetrical was rarely caused by nature, unless it was a crater.