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The Brave New World

IMPORTANT: I WILL NOT BE CONTINUING THIS SERIAL. SYNOPSIS It is January 2nd, 2035. In New York, leaders of all the world's nations are assembling to agree on a plan to save the dying planet: Earth. Of course it's a lie, because the planet isn't about to die. People will. As it often happens when something starts with a lie, disaster strikes. A mysterious electromagnetic storm destroys the global power grid, and cuts communications. Many people die, some commiting suicide because of the inability to post on Instagram. But as soon as the storm dies down, millions of mysterious, glowing cubes appear all over the globe. The cubes contain tools that will let humans colonize a new planet: a bigger, richer version of Earth. The newly formed Colonial Council, which answers to the United Nations, has only one goal: to ease the crisis on Earth by transfers of goods and resources from the New World. Millions of new colonizers rush to the New World, united by a common purpose: to turn their dreams into reality. Some dream of getting rich by trading New World goods. Some dream of conquest, and building an empire. Some dream of peace, adoration, and love. Some will succeed, and others will fail. But fortune always favors the brave.

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The war room hidden in the basement of Jelly's villa was an imposing sight. Cruz was far too controlled to let his jaw hit the floor, but his lower lip definitely sagged when he saw what was inside.

The centre of the war room was occupied by an enormous raised-relief map sculpted and painted with plenty of care. It lay on what appeared to be many ping-pong tables set together. A standard, flat map was pinned to the wall across from the entrance, and it was correspondingly huge. Both maps depicted the southern Pacific hemisphere, and were decorated by a multitude of tiny flags and markers.

The underground room was brightly lit by overhead lights that had to burn through at least a couple of dollars every hour. A bar equipped with yet another working refrigerator stretched to the left of the entrance—Jelly clearly put a lot of importance on easy access to cold beer.