Digging Up Trash at Home

It was fine. People would come. The High Lords Council was already arranging population resettlement.

They planned to clear away the ruins first and begin the initial reclamation. Once the population arrived, they could rebuild everything.

Not bad.

Let's do it!

They left two Adeptus Custodes to protect Lin En while the Lamenters put on their Power Armor and got to work.

They had money and plenty of energy now, so they could go all out.

Their immediate priority was to build a small section of Legion quarters, clear out an inhabitable area, and get the Chapter settled.

The two Adeptus Custodes took up the high ground on either side of Lin En and stood guard.

Lin En waved at them and called out, "No need to be so tense—the Inquisition and the Grey Knights dug through this place inch by inch. It's safer than Terra now—"

Valerian said, "It is always better to be cautious—"

Fine, then.

The Lamenters cleared the ruins.

They piled the scrap steel together, ready to melt it down for recycling later.

They could now work in Power Armor without any reservations. Today, Lin En finally witnessed just how terrifyingly efficient an Astartes in Power Armor could be at construction work.

Chosen construction workers.

The ruins were swiftly sorted and cleared away, more outrageous than having a row of excavators working at once.

They could ignore the large furnace and forge-tower wreckage for now. First, they needed to clear a safe zone around the landing site.

Phoros personally led a squad westward.

There was an entire collapsed cooling tower there, its twisted metal framework sprawled across the ground and forming a mountain of scrap over ten meters tall.

Phoros approached, looked it over, then bent down and thrust both hands beneath the edge of a