Many stories have been written about the problems of dealing with alien races, of wars between mankind and bems. But maybe that won’t be a serious problem after all; we’d probably have no use for planets suited to alien life-forms, our troubles may be with life-forms similar to us--oxygen-breathing bipeds, looking for Earth-type planets, like the Rumi. It’s then that we’ll have need for Man had been happy back in his little two-by-four system. Happy but not contented. So he had invented himself a stellar drive and had burst out of his nice safe little system into a galaxy that he wasn’t really ready for. A galaxy where there just wasn’t enough of him to go around and where other races were …
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