(First of all, happy National Day, everyone. I envy those with a long holiday—and now, please vote for me...)
After the matter at the far frontier had been resolved, the things I needed to handle seemed to have suddenly multiplied instead. I had only rested at home for two days when work reports from the lower information network and proposals marked "Urgent, requires royal review" piled up before me. Once the routine affairs were removed, what remained was basically related to the events we had recently encountered:
We needed to resume exploration of the universe where Homeland Material had been discovered. The second Research Team would depart for the far frontier within twenty-four hours. Tawell had assembled the original work group and added more than a dozen of her own Mass Projections. This time, she intended to turn that universe upside down while preparing for the later "world-pulling" operation. Sandora planned to drag that universe into Imperial territory for long-term observation. She still had not given up on finding the coordinates of the Homeland World.
The Black Forest Tribes' migration had already begun. We planned to build three World Gates to meet the migration demand. Since the Black Forest Tribes had an enormous population, and the Planetary Fortresses they had built also had to be moved to their New Home, the second and third World Gates were huge and might take several more days to complete. Currently, a rapidly deployed small World Gate had been put into service to guide the Black Forest Vanguard Team to their New Home: a carefully selected universe that had just officially started up, with all resources at 100%.
Speaking of these "mass-produced universes," the New Empire was no longer as destitute as it had once been. We had many resource-rich worlds with a wide