Over the following days, Bolomite was built up.
Supplies were plentiful, and so was the population.
The supplies allocated by the High Lords Council piled up in the warehouses.
Transport craft lined up in orbit, unloading cargo onto the surface one after another.
When the warehouses could not hold any more, supplies were piled in open spaces. When the open spaces filled up, temporary sheds were built. When those filled up too, new warehouses were opened.
The High Lords probably wanted to win Lin En over and curry favor with him. As soon as one batch was counted, another was delivered.
There were enough people too. The three million newcomers were extremely useful. Cecilia replanned the industrial district, leveled the old ruins, and erected new factory buildings one after another.
There was not quite enough housing in the residential district, so it was urgently expanded.
The original city walls were pushed outward another ring, and a new ring of neighborhoods was built.
Cities always talked about this ring and that ring. Turns out that was not wrong at all.
The city would expand outward in rings from now on, making future construction easier.
The residential area was divided into several districts, with white walls and red tiles, neat and uniform.
The civilians moved into their new homes.
At Lamenters Fortress, the windows were installed, the doors were installed, and the interior furnishings were nearly done. The Astartes could finally move into the main fortress!
They finally no longer had to live underground. Every warrior was assigned a room, with a bed, a cabinet, and a window. At last, it looked like somewhere a person could live.
Lin En and Iron Hammer lay over the desk in the governor's mansion, handwriting five-thousand-word reports.
Their two chairs stood side by side, with