

You can, if you want, design a utopian society to your specifications. Once the Von Neumann probes reach your property, they’ll build it for you. You can set the initial conditions and let them grow, reflect, and flourish on their own
Good news once I got back to earth e-bay still exists and my Nintendo stocks had appreciated enough to buy another distant galaxy! However three billion years of cyro-sleep has warped my personality so now I will rule my galaxy with an iron fist as a space queen. Space law only says:
- No torture or slavery
- Space property rights
So I shall not rule through torture or slavery, but through fear and only giving my enemies property rights to individual cells on my prison planet!
That said, note that with superintelligent assistance, other people will probably be able to eventually figure out what you did, and judge you for it.
“Oh no I feel so judged” I say as I use my property rights to tell those other losers not to send radio-waves or subspace comms into my galaxy.
(Wait this is supposed to be the good ending?)




“Don’t worry guys it’s only the present that we failed to predict, not the future!”