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Getting a Technology System in Modern Day

For others it takes dying and reincarnating for them to get a system but what happens when you get one without dying? Aron Michael is an average student set to graduate within a week, but he was expelled for a random reason. Due to that, he had heavy student debt and no diploma to help him earn the money to pay it back. But one day he got a system that called itself the [Advanced Tech System]. follow the story to watch him develop from your average Joe to him being the owner of the largest company in the world. Discord server is open: https://discord.gg/KptypY8dGh ********************************************DISCLAIMER************************************************ This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual companies is purely coincidental. The portrayal of names, characters, positions, and companies in this book is entirely fictional and not intended to represent real-life counterparts. All content in this book that may share names, characteristics, positions, or companies with real-life entities is purely coincidental and does not indicate any conflicting part to their real-life counterparts. The author and publisher do not have any intention to defame, discredit, or infringe upon the rights of any individual, company, or entity mentioned in this book. This book is meant for entertainment purposes only and should not be construed as factual or a representation of real-life events or people.

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Mars Could Wait

“How long...” Fleet Admiral Jason Ryfczinski said. “How long ago did this happen?”

{Initial scans indicate a range of 30 to 75 years ago, Admiral. More detailed scans will narrow the field,} Teegarden, the task force’s AI, replied.

“So there’s a chance of survivors. Signal the fleet: launch a satellite constellation and put the explorer team on short call. Their orders are to find the survivors of this... this unholy massacre, should any exist. If there are no survivors, I want bodies,” the fleet admiral ordered.

“Yes, Sir,” the flag comms officer replied, then turned back to his display to distribute the orders to the fleet. “Satellites deployed, Admiral, they’ll be on station in approximately five hours.”

“Split the fleet, send half of it to Teegarden c. The other half, including the Teegarden herself, is to approach Teegarden b and enter a high equatorial orbit.”