Several days later.
Ron and Fahra strolled down a road paved with Blackstone.
Before them stretched a vast complex of domed structures built from silver Living Metal, extending all the way to the edge of sight.
It did not have the grandeur of a pyramidal tomb. Countless metal pillars enclosed layer after layer of space, forming independent dimensional cages one after another.
The scenes within each dimensional cage were all different. Some were volcanic lava fields, some were ice plains, and others were forests. Here, they could see the natural landscapes of many worlds.
"The Karachu Volcanic Behemoth? An interesting life-form." Ron looked toward the exposed rock of the lava volcano, where a pitch-black winged lizard lay.
It was curled up, sleeping soundly, sulfurous sparks drifting from its mouth with every breath.
He felt rather emotional.
The Royal Zoo Fahra had built encompassed the ecologies and life-forms of thousands of civilized worlds.
Using phase-dimensional technology to build a zoo could only be called extravagance on a staggering scale.
Perhaps only an existence with eternal life like a Necrontyr Phaerakh would have the time and resources to slowly create such an enormous zoo.
In short, that young Necrontyr Phaerakh was extremely wealthy, wealthier than most Phaerakhs.
Once the war is over, I'll transform an entire star system and build a zoo many times larger than this!
Ron thought this to himself.
Aside from building wonders in his own image, The Savior's other hobby was developing culture and tourism—creating tourist attractions and the like to enrich the Imperium's cultural life.
These were habits he had brought with him from home. How could you call it civilization-building if you did not build tourist attractions?
He even wanted to make a few ancient Terra attractions, such as the ancient city of Rome, pre-industrial world