A general born to rule

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As the space program advanced and achieved greater success, Sam shifted his focus to modernizing Valorcrest's technology. The city already boasted modern architecture, but its technology lagged behind. Sam realized the potential in bringing them up to speed, and he began working on introducing 1990s-era technology: televisions, computers, phones, and most notably, the internet.

In his workshop, Sam tinkered with a prototype of a bulky 1990s-style television. His hands moved deftly as he wired circuits and calibrated signals. As he worked, he couldn’t help but smile at how far they had come—building spacecraft one moment, and now replicating 90s technology that once felt so mundane in their old world.

Across the city, billboards announced the impending release of new technology. Televisions that could broadcast live news, computers with early versions of the internet, and phones that connected people across vast distances—all were part of Sam's plan to leap forward in the tech landscape. For the people of Valorcrest, this was the dawn of a new era. They marveled at the wonders Sam and his team brought to life, eager for the promise of even more advancement.

However, Marcus had reservations about unrestricted access to this new technology. He understood the power that information could wield and feared that too much freedom too quickly might disrupt the order they had worked so hard to build. Marcus knew how much they relied on the people's trust and loyalty, and that unfiltered information, especially from across the stars, could unravel that delicate balance.

One evening, as the golden hues of sunset bathed the capital, Marcus called Sam to his study. The room was lined with books on strategy and governance, the warm glow of candles illuminating the wood-paneled walls. Sam entered, still energized from his latest project, but he sensed the serious tone as Marcus leaned over the large oak desk.

“Sam,” Marcus began, his voice steady but firm, “I’ve been thinking about the future of this technology you're introducing—the internet, phones, and televisions. It's all incredible. But we have to consider how we handle it.”

Sam crossed his arms, listening closely. “You think the people aren't ready?”

“No,” Marcus shook his head. “I think they are ready for the technology itself. But the internet is a gateway to information—information that could challenge everything we’ve built. The order we've created is fragile. I’m not saying we shouldn’t move forward, but we need to have control over what’s accessible.”

“You’re talking about restrictions,” Sam replied, his expression serious now.

“Exactly,” Marcus said. “We give them access to communication, entertainment, and essential knowledge—but we restrict anything that could sow seeds of doubt or rebellion. We can’t afford to let things slip out of our control.”

Sam sighed, running his fingers through his hair. "I get it. We don’t want to destabilize the balance. But you know as well as I do that restricting too much could backfire. People always find ways around things when they feel caged."

“I agree,” Marcus said, leaning back. “It’s a fine line. We’ll have to be smart about it. We’ll provide them with what they need, but we ensure there’s enough oversight to prevent potential chaos. The people trust us, Sam. But trust can crumble if they’re bombarded with conflicting ideas.”

Sam nodded, understanding the delicate situation. “I’ll work on it. We’ll introduce the tech with limited access—maybe start with public networks that we control, broadcast stations that we own. As for the internet, we’ll make sure it’s regulated. But we’ll need to be transparent about it, at least to some extent.”

“Agreed,” Marcus said. “We don’t need to hide everything—just enough to keep people focused on the future we’re building. The last thing we want is for them to question the unity we’ve achieved.”