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But Aris was watching the Aurora ’s final transmission scroll across the secondary screen. Not geological data. Not atmospheric spectra.

But to send data across 4.2 light-years without a four-year delay, they’d used the quantum entanglement relay—a miracle of physics that cost more per second than most nations printed in a year. The relay was leased from the Conglomerate, a post-human cartel that didn't negotiate. They simply billed.

The Aurora . Humanity’s first interstellar probe. It had taken thirty years and the GDP of a mid-sized continent to build. Two weeks ago, it had arrived at Proxima Centauri b and begun transmitting data that would rewrite every textbook from here to the Andromeda Galaxy.

And the price of the truth—the real truth—had just been set at 2.1 giga-dollars per second.

“How much have we racked up?” Aris asked.