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"As expected, we humans still have more experience when it comes to management..."

Ron looked at the Central District as it gradually regained its vitality and felt rather moved.

Although individual Eldar were powerful—even ordinary warriors were not much weaker than Adeptus Astartes—

compared to humans, they were far too few in number, and their organization was relatively loose.

In prosperous human regions, populations started in the trillions. The sheer number of people and affairs involved was immense.

As the Emperor of Mankind, Ron managed all of humanity. Organizing and governing the Eldar of the Alaitoc Craftworld was easy by comparison.

He restored order to the relevant areas in an extremely short time.

"What a pity. It's not that easy to quickly rule over an entire race."

Ron shook his head.

As Asurman, he had entered Alaitoc under the pretext of providing aid.

Once this world restored order, if he still had not obtained legitimate ruling authority and absolute control, the best outcome would merely be leaving behind the faith of the Goddess of Life and slowly infiltrating every aspect of society.

But that was far too troublesome, and it would take too much time.

He did not have that patience, and the situation did not allow it. Simply put, time was not on his side.

That was perhaps why the high-ranking seers were so calm. Aside from the Elder Farseer and the Conservative Faction, almost none of them clashed with him.

They were accumulating strength, preparing to reap the benefits from the sidelines.

Once Alaitoc's situation stabilized and it recovered its strength, he would undoubtedly face a fierce counterattack.

"Destruction is always easier than creation. No wonder the old Imperium liked solving problems with slaughter."

Ron thought silently.

But he knew that if he launched a war, things