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The returning expeditionary fleet quickly felt the consequences of all of the increased traffic.

Traffic control became swamped and many space lanes had become completely occupied.

The number of inspection ships on duty had multiplied by 10 as all of the incoming visitors needed to be checked in case they were terrorists or saboteurs who intended to ruin the founding ceremony.

The orbit of Davute VII had actually become a lot less busy as the colonial administration had already pushed most fleets and ships away.

The only ships and mechs that were allowed to linger within a certain distance from the planet were those that already pledged to serve the colonial state as part of its future mech military.

For now, most of those mech forces still belonged to many different private organizations. Their diverse colors and markings remained unchanged which made for a chaotic and disorganized impression.