Man Is Not Perfect

The Lamenters were building up Bolomite while waiting for the immigrants to arrive.

There was a special vigor in rebuilding your own homeworld. Reconstruction was proceeding in full swing.

On the surface, this place looked like a wasteland, but it had once been a Forge World, after all.

Heh heh.

Buried beneath Bolomite's ruins were more resources than the impoverished Lamenters had accumulated over hundreds, even thousands, of years.

Many of the machines that had been blasted into disarray could still be used. They just needed a bit of repair, and they would become perfectly good machines again.

Lin En stood atop a pile of ruins and looked down.

Wow, a super-large VIP treasure trove of a scrap-recycling center.

He liked picking up trash.

So he activated Machine Spirit Resonance.

There were so many machines. It would be a waste not to use them. First, he would dig out the good Machine Spirits.

The good Machine Spirits would dig out the ones that could still be repaired and fix them up.

Then the repaired Machine Spirits would continue digging.

Machine Spirits begetting Machine Spirits, Machine Spirits without end.

They worked while waiting for the supplies and population promised by the High Lords Council to arrive.

One day, Lin En was directing the Machine Spirits and the Lamenters in clearing the ruins together.

Sigh, if only this ability could be brought back to the modern world. He alone could match an entire construction crew...

Raise a building in three days, finish a residential complex in a month...

He wouldn't have to worry about work, either. Boss Lin, construction foreman...

A bright future lay ahead--!!!!

"My lord, what foreman?" Phoros, who happened to be passing by, heard Lin En's musings and stopped to ask.

Lin En glanced at him, then at the