A few days later.
While Grey and the others placed water purifiers throughout the various districts of the Underhive and began recruiting troops, drones were also conducting a carpet search in hopes of finding Grot's younger sister.
As everything steadily improved, Qin Mo began searching for a suitable construction site for the Orbital Dock.
Anreda and Klein, both highly knowledgeable about engineering, were transferred back to the lower levels to help Qin Mo complete this very important task.
"We can't find any Rebels now. Haven't heard any reports of Rebel sightings for a while."
"Of course we can't. They must have all been cleaned up by the insecticide."
"Sigh, what a shame... One crisis after another."
The three of them chatted idly aboard the transport craft.
The unmanned transport craft had already been programmed to stop after flying one thousand kilometers and release terrain-scanning waves.
The scan results from the terrain-scanning waves would then be transmitted to the screens inside the transport craft.
They did not even need to examine the results themselves. The Master Control Intelligence would automatically filter out suitable terrain and add it to the database.
"By the way, is this plan to build an Orbital Dock actually feasible?" Klein looked at Qin Mo, concern written across his face. "A dock is a huge, huge thing. Can it be transported into orbit?"
"Don't worry. If I say it can, it can." Qin Mo nodded.
"Fine. Do you have blueprints?" Klein asked again.
"Not yet." Qin Mo shook his head, then explained his concept.
An Orbital Dock was indeed extremely complex, but with matter-printing technology, it became simple.
All it needed was a shell, along with a large number of massive matter-printing devices. When manufacturing warships, they would simply input the materials and print the ships.
Of course,