Helped third-world nations

With his super cool Moon base, Travis started by fucking with the third-world countries. Travis used his Moon base to replicate his rays, shooting people under specifications that it only affected those who take joy in the act of killing or harming others, among other major issues, like child **** or corruption. These men would be turned into repentant, short, weak, scared individuals with clear, unremovable tattoos in bright pink that would feel like the sun was on them if they covered them up. As for the women, Travis had every female, regardless of age or health, become implanted with knowledge of various advanced fields, along with increasing their IQ. Additionally, women were turned into muscular amazons with hot bodies, ensuring that even the underage women were simply too big for bad to climb over them.

After these changes and the knowledge that those with these tattoos were bad men, there quickly happened to be a massive purge by these maidens, who were suddenly stronger and trained in martial arts.

Going a step further, Travis then shot a second volley that targeted these bad men and women branded with these tattoos, turning them into native plant variants that intertwined with their cities, offering free food, cooler cities, and more beautiful landscapes. Combining this with the intelligence and knowledge women now have? Imagine how suddenly the lives of people began to change. Suddenly, women were using their boundless energy to grow vast fields and dig comprehensive structures out of ornate sandstone and other such resources.

There was certainly evil in all people, women included, but with this tool and base, Travis used another ray blast to anoint those who wished to take a stance against evil and were pure of heart, or wished to do good without compromising on their ideals. These women gained halos and extra information on how to begin a fair society, including every philosophical point, theory, and idea, ensuring they could make their own decisions, good or bad, and that every person anointed knew that these people weren't some god's chosen or something.

Travis was tempted to just run in there and declare his work, getting many grateful beauties climbing over him with their tits and chiselled abs, but he didn't want that heat just yet. Travis had more he wanted to do before then.