The Space Gate closed silently behind him, completely sealing off the clamor of Golden Stone City.
Allen had returned to Cybertron.
He didn't head directly back to the main control room. Instead, he walked alone to the specially constructed observation corridor on the dome.
Beneath his feet lay the Cybertron Workshop, so vast it was a world unto itself. Countless Factory Servants flowed in an orderly fashion through the network of steel, like red blood cells in the bloodstream, sustaining the breath of this massive war machine.
[Civilization Modification Plan confirmed. Partner 'Aiselan Kingdom' has accepted all terms.]
[Project commencing shortly.]
The voice of Jarvis announced that a massive, thirty-year project, one capable of changing the global landscape, had just begun.
But Allen's thoughts had already drifted to deeper, more distant places.
'Half the continent's mineral resources?'
