OMCOM's surprise, part 2

Yesterday, OMCOM's livetar showed up just as Rome and Rei were wrapping things up. As an artificial superintelligence, he always has his own agenda but he makes it seem like it is in everyone's best interest. In this case, he reminded them that the time to have Lupe was drawing near. This is the conclusion:

     “You still haven’t answered my question,” Rei said. “What does our daughter have to do with those other species?”
     “You will recall when I first transferred my consciousness to the VIRUS units back on Tabit, I allowed many, many mutations to occur.”
     “Yeah,” Rei said, putting his hands on his hips. “You never did tell us why you did that.”
     “I did it to create living, self-aware probes, to travel the galaxy and even other dimensions, possibly even other universes, looking for the origin of the Stareaters. This was before we knew they were intelligent and noble creatures.”
     “And did they find it?” Rome asked, “the origin of the Asdrale Cimatiras?”
     “Not yet. But they have found signs of some of the other nine hundred species. First contact is inevitable. We will need someone who is capable of communicating with those species using methods we know or might not even know. Lupe is our best chance of establishing such contact.”
     “And no one else can do this?” Rome asked. “It has to be our daughter?”
     “There will be others some day,” OMCOM said. “But as I told you once before, you and Rei are the new Adam and Eve. You are the beginning of a new breed of humans, a superior breed. It has to start somewhere.”
     “Maybe what you are saying is true. But why three years?” Rei asked. “Why put a timeframe on it?”
     “Extrapolation,” replied OMCOM. “My simulations and the data that is starting to trickle in indicate the likelihood of first contact within the next twenty years. We need to be sure Lupe is old enough to handle it.”
     Rei looked at Rome then back to OMCOM. “Thanks for the offer. We’ll take it under advisement and get back to you, OK?”
     “That is all I can ask,” OMCOM said. “Thank you both for considering this. I will see you when I see you next.” The livetar raised his hand in salute then vanished.
     Rei turned to look at Rome. “What do you think? Do you want to go home and make a baby?”
     “I don’t think I’m ready just yet,” Rome said demurely, “but I am certainly willing to practice.”
     “Hot dog!” Rei said, his face lighting up. “I’ll race you!”
     Together, they turned and sprinted toward the landing strip and MINIMCOM, their friend and protector, who was carrying the most precious cargo of all.

That's it. That the end of The Ark Lords. Tomorrow, we'll see what loose ends are left.