"I am opening all of your minds, friend and foe alike, to each other, so that you may all see for yourselves what depths of rottenness exist there and just how unfit your world is to associate with the decent worlds of this or any other galaxy. It would take God Himself to do anything with such material, and I am not God. Therefore, when we have rid this world of atomics we will leave and you will start all over again. If you really try, you can not only kill all animal life on your planet, but make it absolutely uninhabitable for...." "Stop it, Clee!" Lola jumped up, her eyes flashing. Garlock dropped the tuned group, but Belle took it over. Everyone there understood every thought. "Don't you _see_, you've done enough? That now you're going too far? That these twenty-odd men, having had their minds opened and having been given insight into what is possible, will go forward instead of backward?" "Forward? With such people as the Prime Ministers, the labor and business leaders, the bosses and the gangsters to cope with? Do you think they've got spines stiff enough for the job?" "I'm sure of it. Our world did it with no better. Millions and millions of other worlds did it. Why can't this one do it? Of course it can." "May I ask a couple of questions?" This thought came from the tall, trim, soldierly Chief of Staff. "Of course, General Cordeen." "We have all been taking it for granted that you four belong to some super-human race; some kind or other of _Homo Superior_. Do I understand correctly your thought that your race is _Homo Sapiens_, the same as ours?" "Why, of course it is," Lola answered in surprise. "The only difference is that we are a few thousand years older than you are." "You said also that there were 'millions and millions' of worlds that have solved the problems facing us. Were all these worlds also peopled by _Homo Sapiens_? It seems incredible." "True, nevertheless. On any and every world of this type humanity is identical physically; and the mental differences are due only to their being in different stages of development. In fact, every planet we have visited except this one makes a regular custom of breeding its best blood with the best blood of other solar systems. And as to the 'millions and millions,' I meant only a very large but indefinite number. As far as I know, not even a rough estimate has ever been made--has there, Clee?" "No, but it will probably turn out to be millions _of_ millions, instead of millions _and_ millions; and squared and then cubed at that. My guess is that it'll take another ten thousand years of preliminary surveying such as we're doing, by all the crews the various Galaxian Societies can put out, before even the roughest kind of an estimate can be made as to how many planets are inhabited by mutually fertile human peoples." * * * For a moment the group was stunned. Then: