Chapter 380: This is the Dawnstar Sector
Dawnstar Sector, Pioneer-Dawnstar System, Dawnstar Orbital Ring
Ten years had passed since they left. Upon their return, it truly felt like a lifetime had passed.
The outline of the orbital ring had long broken through the old boundaries, extending outward like spreading wings for nearly twenty kilometers to accommodate the ever-growing population, allowing Dawnstar itself to better function as a political, economic, and cultural center.
In the south of the ring was a massive scientific hub.
Scholars, screened and sent here for advanced studies, constantly analyzed and researched technological artifacts recovered from all over the galaxy, recording their forms and functions, tracing their principles, establishing systematic observation and research methods, and finally replicating those technologies that had almost become black boxes one by one for application experiments.
With the huge victories achieved by the Dawnbreakers, the scientists here no longer had to endure the pain of technology being inapplicable to reality.
In the north of the ring was a massive art facility.
Here, rigorously verified records of human history and historical relics were concentrated. Countless past and present histories were recorded, archived, and finally passed down in the form of films, dramas, texts... dating back to the time when humanity first formed civilization.
In the orbit of the second planet closer to the star, the Agri-World Ishtar, wrapped in atmospheric regulators, looked like an emerald.
After ten thousand years of operation, artificial monsoons, which had become the climate itself, planned regular airflows between clouds, making the sunlight and precipitation of each agricultural area precise and natural.
Harvesting units manually controlled by humans patrolled various production blocks, transporting goods to synchronous space stations via space elevators, then transporting them to various parts of the system by cargo barge formations, continuously providing high-quality food resources for the population within the Pioneer System.
In the orbit of the fourth planet far from the star, the Forge World Mars steamed with ceaseless heat waves.
After more than ten years of planning and investment, the talent training program led by the Dawnstar Sector government began to show results. With the entry of a large number of qualified technical personnel, in addition to the supply of various basic combat materials, Mars's void shipyards and fleet anchorages began to expand further, and massive orbital docks gradually took shape under the continuous demand for production capacity.
A large number of light cruisers and frigates were continuously launched. These ships would become patrol fleets directly controlled by the Dawnstar Sector, used to further consolidate security between star systems.
Since production capacity and technical reserves were sufficient, a huge project to replicate several Gloriana-class entities as references was about to begin.
Three planets constituted the three core parts of the Dawnstar System. Even if external supplies were completely cut off, the Dawnstar System could still achieve efficient operation using internal resources.
Fleets emerged from the Mandeville Point, carrying countless pilgrims, travelers, warriors—all kinds of people, allowing them to glimpse a corner of the future with their own eyes.
Fleets flashed away from the Mandeville Point, carrying countless young people with dreams to deep space. Their uniform collars bore the Dawnbreaker emblem, and the coordinates of unfamiliar star regions jumped on the ship's augur arrays—these seeds would take root and sprout in more distant soil, bringing dawn to other worlds.
Countless ships came and went.
The prosperity of Dawnstar became increasingly mesmerizing.
But thinking about it, this was Dawnstar after all. "Rapid change" couldn't describe the speed of development here. For a race like humanity with flawed lifespans and numb for ten thousand years, seeing something new every time they came to a familiar place wasn't a bad thing, right?
"This is the second time."
Watching Trazyn, who was also in the reception hall appreciating the Feast of Blades with an antique camera, Aglaia, approving documents with a servo-skull at her seat, gritted her teeth.
From time to time, invisible Callidus Assassins emerged, disappearing with processed documents.
"Instead of worrying about my lifespan here, you might as well worry about yourself. When I heard your head was twisted off by a Phaeron of the Maynarkh Dynasty in the Ghoul Stars, I dropped a pile of affairs on Terra and ran back on the spot."
Stirring the recaf in his hand, Trazyn asked nonchalantly: "Did you take leave?"
"Of course!"
Aglaia blurted out, then raised bloodshot eyes and pierced the other party with a resentful gaze.
This damn leadership style!
Smacking his lips, savoring the pleasure from his soul with his metal body, Trazyn tilted his head and couldn't help but tease: "Why didn't I feel you cared so much about me?"
"You think too much."
Fingers relying on muscle memory to approve documents, brain relying on neural memory to process information, Aglaia, despairing to find her thinking starting to alienate, wanted to shoot the other party in the forehead.
Without mourning Trazyn's death for a moment, she rushed back to the Dawnstar Sector to take over what was supposed to be the easiest job and the most generous allowance in history!
Resulting in this guy, whose head was hung on the Phaeron's waist, not dying.
The appearance of a wormhole in the Maelstrom area was no secret to the High Lords of Terra. Although Terra had a relatively negative attitude towards it, suggesting blowing it up with a rift weapon once and for all, the Dawnstar Sector still actively controlled and researched this wormhole.
And to ensure research proceeded, control of the wormhole had to be guaranteed.
The Maelstrom side was fine; everyone trusted Huron to get things done.
But the Ghoul Stars side was different. The environment was complex, warp travel difficult, and conflicts with various monsters attracted by the news were inevitable.
But the Dawnbreakers kept winning, moving from one victory to another.
With the existence of the wormhole, the Dawnstar Sector's military edge could be projected directly through this powerful logistical system in the galactic core.
Loss of a capital ship? Soon Forge Worlds could produce brand-new warships for replenishment. Replenishment of fighters, tanks, and tactical equipment always followed closely after loss. Even if a Titan Legion suffered damage, for the Dawnstar Sector, it was just a simple rotation and resupply.
Even the Mortal Auxilia responsible for holding the line were equipped with a large number of heavy vehicles and void armor. Looking from the horizon, you couldn't even see a single person.
After clearing the hidden dangers in the Maelstrom Zone, a steady stream of combat forces began to pour into the 'Midnight' Sector, which had been cleared by the Lamenters and Carcharodons only a few years ago but was occupied by various xenos again.
Before they could enjoy the benefits brought by this hard-won change, these xenos, whose ancestors had left a heavy mark on the galaxy, were angrily planning to teach these 'invaders' a lesson, only to discover a serious problem.
Dead memories began to attack them again.
This time it wasn't as simple as being constrained by transport capacity and only sending three or four Astartes Chapters and a dozen Astra Militarum regiments for limited processing beyond the frontier.
In less than a year, while Huron's 'Iron Ring' had just started construction, the xenos in the Midnight Sector were plowed over again. Humanity welcomed a brief military expansion in this territory beyond the Astronomican.
The event lasted until the intervention of the Necron Maynarkh Dynasty stabilized again. Humanity engaged in large-scale combat with a relatively intact Necron dynasty for the first time, currently in a stalemate.
Trazyn intended to take a look while the two sides were in a stalemate, but his head flew off as soon as he met the Phaeron.
"The galaxy is getting lively."
Reflected in his eyes were cheering crowds, Space Marines displaying their martial arts, Astra Militarum and Navy officers retired and rehired in military academies, busy technicians, diligent scholars, shuttling civil servants...
Trazyn said thoughtfully: "How long do you think this life can last? Little Inquisitor."
"I don't know."
Aglaia responded without looking up, still seriously processing documents.
The noise of the celebration outside the window intertwined with the rustling of paper turning indoors. She simply stamped another electronic seal at the end of a transfer order, the bright red Aquila solidifying on the screen.
No matter how many challenges might exist in the future, she was full of confidence.
A new report spat out by the terminal trembled gently on the corner of the desk. She reached out and pulled it into the pending queue.
"We carve out the path step by step. The future, we walk towards it naturally. You just overthink things, living so long for nothing."
She only needed to do well now with this confidence.
"Hehe, you live quite clearly."
Trazyn asked the bartender for two glasses of water to wash his components, sighing in his heart: This is the pillar of humanity.
The 'ancient human' who had lived for sixty million years felt that humanity's future lay with these young people.
I have to arrange more work for the determined little Inquisitor later.
Downing a glass of water, Trazyn thought secretly.
Those who are capable should do more.
"Achoo!"
Aglaia suddenly covered her mouth, looking around suspiciously.
Her prescience was alarming again.
She immediately glared vigilantly at Trazyn, who was pretending to study the glass.
Having a soul had this downside.
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