In just three months, Xeratt's company LuxeTech took over the world. Everywhere you looked, people used his inventions. Families watched bright LuxeColor TVs in their living rooms. Offices stayed cool with LuxeAir AC units. Kids played with LuxePlay games, their glowing screens flashing simple lights.
Bee, the ship's computer, showed Xeratt a map covered in red dots. "Our products are selling in every big city," it said. "Even important buildings like hospitals and banks want them."
Xeratt smiled. "Good. Send special radios with calming sounds to the places asking for military tech. Keep them relaxed."
That night, in the secret lab, Xeratt pointed at the alien ship. "I need to watch everyone. Find people who are… different."
Bee showed plans for a big phone that could call anywhere using satellites. "This will take seven months to build. It can track strong brainwaves—maybe geniuses or people with rare health conditions."
"Do it," Xeratt said. "And hire more guards—big men who follow orders."
By spring 1966, LuxeTech launched the LuxeComm Mobile. It was a heavy phone inside a briefcase, but it shocked everyone. You could call across the world in seconds. Hidden inside were tiny voice recorders and trackers. The first buyer? A security company whose boss Xeratt hypnotized into signing a huge contract.
LuxeTech hired 200 new guards—serious men in gray uniforms. Their shoes had hidden microphones. Their coffee had mild drugs to keep them calm.
One midnight, Bee beeped loudly. "Strange brainwaves found! A person in the desert has extreme strength—maybe a health problem."
Xeratt didn't hesitate. "Send Security Team Six. Study them. If they fight, use sleep darts."
Outside, the city cheered for LuxeTech. No one knew the satellite above recorded their calls, tracked their steps, and hunted the extraordinary.