The Council members were no longer looking at Elias as just a powerful young genius, but as a visionary—someone with a scope of thought and ambition that far surpassed anything they had seen before. The base wasn't just a safe haven for outcasts and refugees. It was a training ground, a place of innovation, and most importantly, a place of equality. What Elias had created was a movement—an ideological shift where everyone, regardless of race or origin, was expected to be self-sufficient and capable of growth.
Councilman 5, always the skeptic, crossed his arms and leaned forward slightly. "And you expect them to teach their people with your methods?"
Elias's eyes narrowed, but there was no malice behind his gaze—only clarity.
"That's the point. I teach them how to think for themselves, how to build, to innovate, and to evolve. Then, they take that knowledge and teach it to their people. They're not just learning how to fight. They're learning how to create a better world for everyone. Whether they're a robot, alien, or human, everyone here is meant to contribute to the future."
The Council exchanged looks, some of them beginning to understand the magnitude of Elias's vision.
Councilman 4, who had been quiet until now, broke the silence, his voice thoughtful. "So, this isn't about controlling or dominating these species. It's about empowering them… and helping them evolve."
Elias nodded, his expression serious.
"Exactly." His tone was unwavering. "That's why I built this place. For the same reason I created the artificial sun, the water, and the air. So that no being here is bound by their limitations. No one has to be a slave to their biology or their environment. They can become more. And in turn, they can help others do the same."