People are always needed on distant planets. If you are not a specialist and do not want to become cannon fodder in wars with strangers, then the choice is simple: either you vegetate on Earth, working from dusk to dawn for pennies, or you fly to a new planet. There you have a 50 to 50 chance. If you are unlucky, you will die from the fangs and claws of wild animals, or you will be killed by more successful colleagues. Well, if you’re lucky, you’ll become a completely respectable and respected person in the new world under construction. A world that you, too, built. Attention! The hero often makes mistakes, is stupid and dies due to his inexperience and naivety.