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The Valkia Envoy cleared his throat. “As we were saying before, we were so rudely interrupted. The Klem are not an endangered species and not a sentient one. This has been determined by Alliance Government scientists without outside interference and verified by both the Hunters and the Humans.
They are currently being secured by planetary security forces, but Alliance Military intervention is incoming, and the Terminus Trading Company has been hired to remove the infestation from our planets while the Government searches for the root cause of the incidents.
This marks a rather unusual first for the Alliance. No other species has been hired as pest species exterminators as their very first official arrival on an Alliance world, but we would like to welcome the Terminus Trading Company to Alliance territory once the official cleansing of this world is finished and we make the transfer between worlds.”
That announcement shocked everyone, not just the Alliance citizens. Nobody on Terminus had expected that they would be heading to another extermination mission so soon, and certainly not in another Galaxy.
Max stepped forward to join the front rank of speakers and addressed the crowd. “There will be some changes made to our Mecha force to optimize performance after the test of the Android Pilots in this battle, but we estimate that we can complete the mission with very minimal casualties and at great reward to the Terminus Trading Company.
Building an entirely new World Ship was no small endeavour, and the resources gained from this mission will benefit not only every resident of Absolution but it will provide generous benefits to all Reavers.
With that in mind, I do hope that you can make our Alliance guests feel right at home here while the mission is ongoing. Their Government has assigned a large number of vessels to observe our performance, as this is our first official extermination mission for the Alliance Government, so we will have guests for an extended period of time.
There will also be upcoming announcements about improvements to the unoccupied areas of Absolution in the upcoming days, so feel free to submit suggestions and requests to your supervisors. We have been listening, and one of the improvements that is being planned is from the very top few requests that we have received.”
Max wanted to leave them in suspense, but he was also checking the crowd to see what came to their minds when he said that. There was no public data on the requests, so they could only guess what everyone else wanted.
Their ideas right now would tell Max what he should try to add to the ship to make life better for his people.
It might be a bit underhanded, baiting them into telling him what they wanted, then pretending it had been his plan all along, but it was certainly going to be effective, and judging by the responses in the crowd, it would be simple as well.
The main habitation floor of Terminus was designed to be accommodating to as many species as possible, so it was temperate and moderately humid, but the first thought of most of the humans in the crowd was [Tropical Vacation Resort] or [Gravity Slides].
Both of those were already in the works with the plans to adapt a floor for the comfort of the Innu, who liked warm temperatures, and who might actually riot if he did away with the Gravity Slides.
It was actually a relief that his crew had such simple requests from him. If they had wanted something truly outlandish, he might have had to draw up entirely new plans and not just let Nico and the Innu design a tropical Island Nation on an upper floor.
“Commander, will there still be hiring for Mecha Pilots now that you’re reorganizing the Android forces?” Someone called up from the crowd as the spectators who were only here to hear about the Klem situation began to disperse.
“Yes. I won’t get into specifics, but we will be having some human Pilots accompany the force in the future instead of having them all guide from inside of Drones. We believe that our new plan will make things even more efficient.” Max informed him.
The man gave him a Cygnus Military salute before departing back into one of the Arcades, intending to refresh his skills for an imminent test by the Terminus Military Forces should his application be approved.
[Commander, all units are back aboard and accounted for. We will have casualty and damage data for you soon. Absolution is ready to transfer whenever you are.] Admiral Penner informed Max while he was talking to the prospective pilot.
[Thank you, Admiral. I will give you a schedule once I know what we will do with all the visitors. There is no problem bringing them with us, but we need to inform their ships before we just take off.]
No matter how much fun that thought seemed like. Max could imagine the chaos if he just opened a portal and left with thousands of corporate reps whose ships were in orbit.
“Envoys, how long is polite to wait before opening a portal? I assume that most of these people are coming with us, so they don’t really need to leave, but we should change locations as soon as possible to start preparing for the first planetary intervention.” He explained.
“Give it two hours. It’s enough time to get everyone who wants to return to their ships off of Absolution and for them all to prepare for the voyage. Will you be holding the Portal open for everyone?” The Valkia Envoy asked.
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The Innu began to laugh and sing a song in her head to distract from what she was actually thinking, but the Giant’s thoughts gave it away.
Their World Ships really were round simply because they were called World Ships, and nobody could decide on another shape other than that of a planet.