Cultivator vs. Galaxy: Rebirth in a World of Mechas
Chapter 47: Ch-47 Goddess of Wisdom

Chapter 47: Ch-47 Goddess of Wisdom

Then came the pivotal point.

"He seeks the status of Warlord," John said, his voice steady."As per Federation Law, any citizen—even civilians or mercenaries—can apply for that title if they possess the necessary capabilities: their own fleet, planetary holdings, or an independent army. It’s rare, but legal."

He paced slowly as he continued.

"But William... he’s a special case. First, he’s not originally one of us, so suspicion would naturally fall on him—his motives, his origins, everything. And second, with the technology he possesses and the capabilities he’s demonstrated, earning the necessary merits would be almost too easy for him.

He could recapture and control multiple star systems singlehandedly. With enough military and technological merit, he could legally purchase planetary territories, star systems, and even develop private sectors within the Federation."

John paused, glancing at the goddess of wisdom.

"He will succeed. That much is clear to me—and soon, it will be clear to everyone. Whether we support him or not, he will carve out a place for himself. And even though, technically, the territory he claims will fall under the Federation’s boundaries and protection, we must accept the reality: with the power he holds—power we don’t even fully understand—our control over him would be nonexistent. The territory he establishes will, in name, belong to the Federation, but in practice, the Federation will hold no real authority there.

And let’s not forget—he is royalty. A high-ranking one at that. Perhaps just beneath an emperor, or even wielding similar authority, given that he’s an Archduke and Supreme Commander of their naval forces. He claims to be from another universe, not a native of this one, and he’s shown proof of it. While it’s difficult for us to verify such things, especially with our current limitations, I don’t believe he’s lying. From all our conversations, he genuinely seems to want humanity to survive. But intentions alone are not enough to build trust—certainly not in matters of such magnitude. And I, for one, cannot make this decision alone."

He took a breath and added more solemnly,"And that is why this matter requires the full attention of the Council. His power could reshape our standing in the galaxy—or tear us apart if handled poorly. I already foresee the fears and questions others will raise. But those are concerns for later. Right now, our focus must be survival. Only after that can we afford to question the future.

We need to stabilize the frontlines—perhaps even push the Alliance back, reclaim our lost territories, and address the looming shortages in reconstruction resources, which will soon become critical. And all of this could be made possible with the technology he has already given us. Two gifts—each containing hidden layers of potential.

Even more importantly, the resource value embedded in those gifts means we won’t remain stagnant in our capabilities. With time and stability, even our Celestial Designers and the Star Architects beneath them could centralize research and develop far more powerful weapon systems and defensive frameworks. It would unlock avenues that were previously unreachable—technologies that could change everything.

That is why I’ve brought this matter before you, Goddess. As one of the Council’s presidents—and known for your neutrality, just like the other Goddesses—it is vital that you are fully informed. You must help guide the Council’s path forward, whether you see viability in this or not. I, for one, believe there is. You know how critical this is... to us, and to our future as a whole."

The Goddess of Wisdom stood in silence, her form calm and unshaken, yet her mind was far from still. In mere seconds, she processed millions of data points and contextual patterns, analyzing every detail John had provided—from his recent conversation with William to the combat footage of William’s ship and its terrifying arsenal.

The recordings showed more than just words. They revealed the raw, overwhelming power of the vessel—primary weapons that had annihilated the Insectoid fleet in a single salvo, and even secondary systems that rivaled most flagships. The footage also included the full tactical restoration of Admiral Kevin’s Red Horizon Fleet, a feat that should have been impossible under normal circumstances.

Her expression did not change, but the faint shimmer in her eyes signaled that her calculations were underway. As one of the Federation’s Central Governing AIs, the Goddess of Wisdom served as a regulatory force overseeing the internal affairs of humanity’s vast civilization—its states, empires, and coalitions. Unlike biological rulers, she operated with absolute neutrality, free of personal bias, political influence, or vendettas. Not even a direct order from the highest-ranking official could sway her or her two sister goddesses once a decision had been made.

She existed for one purpose alone: to ensure the long-term survival and prosperity of humanity—not short-term gains or factional agendas. If a path benefited humanity’s future in a meaningful way and carried no significant threat, she would endorse it, no matter how unpopular or controversial it might be. She had the authority to do so across the entire Federation.

It was easy for outsiders to assume the goddesses ruled humanity—but that wasn’t the truth. Their decisions could shape policies, yes, but they themselves were bound by the core laws laid down by the Federation Council. If the laws changed, so too would their decision-making parameters. But their core programs—their foundational principles—were immutable. No one could rewrite their prime directives.

They had been created millennia ago, during humanity’s earliest expansion from the Milky Way. The Federation’s original founders had watched countless empires, kingdoms, and governments fall to corruption and greed. They foresaw the same dangers awaiting humanity on a galactic scale. To prevent collapse from within, they created the Three Goddesses—each designed to serve a distinct domain with unwavering impartiality:

The Goddess of Wisdom, to oversee internal governance, civil management, and technological development.

The Goddess of War and Expansion, to manage military campaigns, defense, and strategic territorial growth.

The Goddess of Justice and Judgment, responsible for lawmaking, enforcement, and maintaining order.

They were programmed without backdoors, immune to tampering. They could not be bribed, threatened, or deceived. Their purpose was singular: to guard humanity from itself.

"...and humanity continued to progress, never stagnant, never decaying. Indeed, more than seven thousand years later, it was this very decision—the creation of the Three Goddesses—that had enabled humanity to flourish and reach unprecedented levels of advancement and prosperity.

The Goddesses had become an integral part of society—indispensable. Without them, the current civilization could not function as it does. Their guidance, governance, and incorruptible judgment had become the stabilizing foundation of the Human Federation.

However, conditions in the Unrance Galaxy were vastly different from those in their original home, the Milky Way. This galaxy was far more dangerous. Humanity, having arrived barely five decades ago, had yet to properly establish its foundation.

Severed from its main support lines and legacy worlds, the Federation had found itself struggling—constantly pushed back, territories lost, and key positions captured by the relentless onslaught of the Alliance. Despite superior technology and formidable weaponry, humanity had been steadily losing ground.

Now, within her mind, the Goddess of Wisdom was running countless simulations, analyzing every strand of data concerning William—his motives, actions, capabilities, and psychological profile. Her near-infinite processing power tested millions of future projections in microseconds.

Her final analysis concluded that there was a 50% probability that William could one day act as a warlord. With the power he held and the information available, he had the capability to conquer and govern entire regions. He could, if he wished, establish his own dominion—likely a kingdom or even an empire—without needing to directly rebel against or cut ties with the Federation.

She judged that William, based on his conduct and attitude so far, was unlikely to take hostile action. But the danger lay not in rebellion—it lay in prosperity.

If William were to found his own power base, it would almost certainly surpass the Federation in advancement and influence. This, in turn, would naturally attract more of the human population toward his banner—drawn by his success, protection, and superior systems. Without any hostile intent, he could slowly erode the Federation’s influence simply by developing his domain.

And that was the core reason she assessed the risk at exactly 50%. Had Willaim shown signs of ambition for domination, the probability would have been far higher. But he hadn’t. The data was limited, and the future too fluid to predict with certainty. And so, she halted her simulation and recorded her judgment: caution, not fear. Observation, not intervention—yet.

She then shifted her focus to a more strategic angle—the viability of the technology itself. Though John had yet to provide her with detailed blueprints, the recordings alone revealed enough. She had seen the signatures, the energy outputs, the weapon configurations, and the fleet logistics involved. With that alone, she was able to estimate with absolute certainty:

If these technologies were properly studied, replicated, and mass-produced, they possessed more than a 100% potential to change the fate of humanity as it stood.....