Kurt and his great-uncle Pre Vizsla, who were on the freedom, were currently surveying other planets for mineral content, fuel content, and rare mineral content.
"The entire Zanbar System can be armed into our largest base. Every planet and celestial body can have refineries built, and more Starbases can be established to build a stronger fleet!" Pre Vizsla was a typical fleet enthusiast; he had even lived his entire life on a spaceship.
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"That's right, Great-Uncle. You'll oversee the progress of all this. When I return, the transports will send the SCVs over. Absolutely do not let anyone else discover anything here, or they'll think we're trying to attack the Republic again. The current government can't handle the upheaval," Kurt said to the relatively radical old man beside him.
"I understand. The Duchess's policies are very good for our people, and you represent our entire Vizsla Clan. We all follow you; the direction you point is the direction we will advance. We will be Mandalore's sharpest sword," Pregos saluted Kurt.
At this moment, Pre Vizsla, who was on Zanbar, returned to the freedom to personally report the situation on Zanbar to Kurt.
"Clan Chief, we have completed the initial exploration on Zanbar and discovered a local creature with extraordinary aggressiveness. According to our later comparisons, it is the Anubas, which exists on multiple planets. Therefore, we recommend only building military bases; it is not suitable for large-scale colonization!" Pre Vizsla reported to Kurt with great excitement.
"People will thank you. You are also an outstanding talent of our Vizsla Clan," Kurt patted his devoted fan.
After the formal report concluded, Pre Vizsla sought out Kurt again.
"Clan Chief, I want to learn by your side and become your assistant," Pre Vizsla said sincerely, "Please give me this opportunity!"
"No, Pre, right now I need you and Lei to assist Great-Uncle with the matters on Zanbar. The people need you," Kurt said, looking at the main proponent of Mandalorian revivalism and his devoted fan.
"Understood, Clan Chief, I will appear when you need me!" Pre Vizsla still listened to Kurt's suggestion and returned to his room to start writing in his diary.
Meanwhile, Kurt returned to Vadiel to oversee the upgrade of the Starport into a Starbase.
"You mean this thing can warp directly to near the battlefield to start building ships, and each time it can produce twelve viking fighters!" Kurt pointed to Starport One, which was undergoing modification.
"That's right, as long as it's converted into a Starbase, our fleet will be endless, and it can also quickly repair heavily damaged machines. Of course, this is just my current speculation; I can't fully understand its production capacity until it's completely built," the adjutant said from inside the B1.
"How are the two Behemoth-class ships being built at Starports Five and Six in the asteroid belt coming along?" Kurt asked about the matter he was most concerned about at the moment.
"They are nearing completion. Currently, our Starports can produce one Behemoth-class ship every six months, and once completed, we don't have enough personnel to staff them. Our four Starports on Vadiel are currently producing viking fighters, Banshee Fighters, vagary frigates, and the latest hercules-class transports."
"After two years of development, we now have hundreds of viking fighters and Banshee Fighters, two newly modified vagary frigates, and four Hercules-class ships."
"That many already!" Kurt was surprised by the adjutant's report.
"That's right, Commander. The ten military factories have also built a considerable amount of ground equipment: forty hurricanes, sixty goliath droids, ten Siege Tanks currently under construction, and one Thor being assembled."
"Can our resources provide for the construction of so many things?" Kurt was very puzzled; could one Vadiel support so much?
"Enough, Commander. Everything we have is built modularly, completely wasting no resources. And the resources we've seized are entirely sufficient to establish a powerful fleet. In fact, our current mineral deposits can be mined for over fifty more years. All the resources in the asteroid belt are our primary focus for extraction right now, and once the Zanbar System is fully established, we won't need to extract anything from Vadiel at all," the adjutant's future planning was much clearer than Kurt's.
After all, Kurt was merely a hands-off boss who only needed to point the direction, while the adjutant and others had much more to do.
A few months later on Kamino, Lana Sey was leading people to look after the first batch of five hundred thousand Clones in their embryos.
"Doctor, this Clone's index is very off, please come take a look," an assistant anxiously called out to Lana Sey.
Lana Sey rushed over and looked at the data pad of Clone CE-888, number eight hundred eighty-eight, finding that its internal mitochondria had mutated, soaring towards Kurt's own data.
"Stop his cultivation, and check the status of the blood from the same batch!"
"I need to personally cultivate him," Lana Sey brought out the child, who was just over a year old.
The other assistants were still conducting checks, while Lana Sey extracted CE-888's blood for testing. While waiting for the test results, she sent a communication to Kurt, but where was Kurt at this moment?
He was piloting his khmurlk-class light freighter on his way to Tatooine. He had originally intended to redeem Anakin and his mother, Shmi Skywalker, from Vortu, but he now received a message from Lana Sey.
"You mean there's a Clone whose internal mitochondria are abnormal?!" Kurt inquired.
"That's right, currently, among this batch of five hundred thousand Clones, only this one has shown abnormal mitochondria. I think you should take a look and consider whether to have him learn The Force by your side," Lana Sey thought of the child's uniqueness.
"Give me a few days, I still have some matters to handle on Tatooine," Kurt piloted his ship out of hyperspace, preparing to enter Tatooine, and entered Tatooine.
"This is Mos Eisley Tower, we are tracking you, please park at Docking Bay 35," a message came from the tower.
"Understood."
The ship skimmed over Tatooine's surface, entered Mos Eisley, and finally docked at Docking Bay 35. Kurt disembarked with Omen, Shari, and little Bo-Katan.
"Tatooine! I'm finally here!" Kurt exclaimed as soon as he got off the ship, and several repair droids rushed up.
"Boss, this has been building up for a long time," Omen and Shari whispered to each other.
Bo-Katan followed at Kurt's feet. Kurt handed five hundred credits to the repair droids, then led his group out onto the streets of Tatooine. The streets were bustling with aliens, and even a Geonosian startled Bo-Katan.
"It's just a big bug, don't be scared of it," Shari patted Bo-Katan.
Kurt then grabbed a passerby and asked if there were any taverns or shops nearby where he could buy ship parts.
The Togruta told him the location of the tavern, but shops selling parts were everywhere on Tatooine.
"Is it okay to take the kids to a bar, Boss?" Omen asked Kurt.
"Uh... actually, I'm only thirteen right now," Kurt spoke up, as it was already 40 BBY.
"I can go already!" Bo-Katan complained to the others.
Then the four of them arrived at Chalmun's Cantina.
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