The whole system was working together perfectly but that did not mean that the people in charge could just sit back and relax. In fact it was the beginning of a new phase of exploring the inner workings of the Vanguard Syndicates networks. With the outside problems solved and the twelve creators fully part of the system the Ledger of Oversight was now focused on making sure everything inside the system was running smoothly. The three million square miles of space needed a new way of being taken care of one that did not rely on the old rules.Maren Vance was sitting in the room of the Aethelgard lighthouse her computer connected to the central pillar. The room was completely quiet with only the steady light of the crystal core illuminating it. The data on her screen was clean and easy to read showing that everything was working perfectly. The global latency index was at zero meaning that all the information from the four point two billion citizens was being processed smoothly.Deep ben

The dark iron gate in Folder Group Nine-Nine-Nine. It showed the power station of the server.. It also showed the basic material of existence. The gold light in the room did not give off heat like a fire. Instead it sent out a frequency that helped keep everything in the Vanguard Syndicates territory stable. This was the place where the energy for the server came from.Maren Vance stood on the edge of the walkway her slate board connected to a floating pillar. Her grey coat was. Did not move, even though the room had no friction. Her cybernetic eyes were working well looking at the data coming from the gold reservoir.The flow of energy in the part is getting bigger Jonas said from the flight deck of the Vanguard Sovereign. The power station is working well. The energy grids in the Thirteen Hub, the Forty-Two Plaza and the Eighty-Eight Stadium are getting all the power they need. We are not just using the system we are giving it power than it needs.Keep the energy at the level Maren

The Vanguard Sovereign had to keep changing its direction to move through the empty space outside. Maren Vance and her team had been doing this for three watches after they took control of Sleeve Three. The ship and its two support carriers were moving fast at forty-two thousand miles per hour.Outside the ship the space was empty and quiet. The only thing that showed how away things were was how weak the old signals were.Maren Vance stood at the control desk with her slate iron board flat on the desk. Her grey wool coat was buttoned up all the way and the cool air on the ship made the fabric move a little. Her cybernetic eyes were looking at the screens that showed where Sleeve Four was. The screens were changing from numbers to a map of obstacles.The external friction index is going up Jonas said from his desk. We have entered the facility sector. The space around us is not empty anymore. It is filled with iron particles that are moving very fast. These particles are trying to slo

The Thermal Grid was changing from a system that controlled peoples heat to a system that shared heat with everyone. This change started with a moment that felt heavier than the coldest winter. For a time the people of the fifth tier had lived with devices on their wrists that counted down the seconds until their body heat would be taken back by the central servers. If they stopped working spoke out of turn. Just paused to look outside their remaining balance would drop and they would be in trouble.Maren Vance stood at the control desk of the Vanguard Sovereign. Her hands were flat on the surface of her slate iron board. She was wearing a wool coat buttoned up to her neck because the ship was still a little cold from the hostile environment they had just changed. Her cybernetic eyes were wide looking at the real-time conversion logs as the thermal extraction towers were being overridden by the Vanguard system.The primary distribution hub is working with our system Jonas reported fro

The Vanguard Sovereign moved into a part of space. The background noise of the universe disappeared. The emptiness outside the ship was not like the void; it was a complete suffocating darkness. This darkness absorbed the light from the ships rings. The fleet traveled through this space for three watches. They were guided by navigation and predictions made by Jonas and Architect Wright.Maren Vance stood by the control desk. Her posture was straight and firm. Her slate iron board showed a stream of coordinates. These tracked their movement through the dark sector. Her grey wool coat was buttoned up to her throat. The air on the bridge was dry and cool with a scent. Her cybernetic eyes blinked slowly. They filtered through the sensor data as the ship approached the outer markers of the new system.The light index has dropped to zero Jonas reported. His hands moved smoothly over his interface. The scanners are not receiving any photons from the space ahead. It is as if the entire sector