Terraforming

"I can't know for sure until we retrieve better data from Coravis, My Prince," Abraham's voice resounded from the ship's control desk's speakers. "Establishing colonies isn't a problem, but everything else is a matter of Credits."

Khan sipped from his glass while staring at the dark expanse past the canopy, letting the autopilot do its work. Two days had passed since his abrupt awakening, which Khan had spent traveling back to Nott Station. His ship could go faster, but he had to ensure the White Mouse crew remained behind him.

The orders Khan had relayed from Coravis were already in the work. Specialized teams had teleported to Nott Station and were in the process of departing to address the various directives. Much had to be done, but securing Coravis had the priority.