When we arrive in a new world, the first thing we need to do is chop down some trees and make a workbench... Oh, no, we need to establish a campsite first.
The first batch of immigrants had been carefully selected. Aside from some family members, half of the rest were technicians needed to establish the outpost. Under unified command, they began unloading the various equipment brought on the trip and assembling essential power, lighting, and communication facilities. The broad beach quickly filled with noise and activity. They had to set up a campsite before sunset and get the key equipment running, preparing for the larger-scale construction work the next day. The people who landed today were merely the advance team.
Hao Ren had originally planned to return immediately and bring over the second batch, but in the end, he decided to stay and see if there was anything he could help with. After all, his ship could only make up the numbers when it came to transporting immigrants. He might as well stay and lend a hand.
"We're setting up the magic-energy reactors first, so we can deal with lighting and heating for tonight." Hilda pointed at the bustling beach. "We also need to build some dormitories. They only need to get us through tonight. Tomorrow, we can begin guiding the Ecological Domes down."
It was true that this planet had a suitable environment and vast expanses of undeveloped land, but it was unrealistic to expect such a primitive planet to support a billion people all at once and let them immediately begin living normal lives. The Erem Elves needed a transitional period. There were still eleven spaceborne islands transported from their homeworld orbiting the planet, and the next day, they would all descend into the boundless oceans covering