The Space Battleship Peace, which was on an external combat mission, returned fully loaded to Base Six for rest and recuperation.
When the mecha warriors of the Independent Group disembarked the battleship to enter the base, they were shocked by the noisy scene.
"Whoa, why are there so many people?"
"Could they all be here to see Rong Xinyue?"
"That can't be. They must be here to receive the old man's blessing."
"But there are so many people. How many can the old man bless in a day?"
"It must be related to the Dust Storm. They said this Dust Storm would last for half a year, so they came early."
"Can our base support so many people?"
"Supporting them isn't a problem. Our base's production capacity, when running at full capacity, is enough to sustain 200,000 people. It's just a bit crowded, but we've managed before."
"Indeed."
