(Meanwhile...)

(Supreme Palace, Supreme sector)

[A man was smoking in a large room. Youproblem know, the sorts of man from the Mafia, the gangsta? He looked like one.]

[He had red hair, which smelled like weed, just like his whole body. He was wearing a tuxedo, typically just to make himself look like a gentleman. *He wasn't gentle, by the way... {*EMPHASIS ON THIS}]

[A young-beautiful lady, probably a worker, a servant of this palace, entered the room.]

["Lord." She first bowed to the Lord, the 'gentleman', and then proceeded to announce the news: "It's done, milord! The 2nd Wasteland sector been completely demolished! We can now build our megastructures there!"]

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["It's done already?" he asked, as he smoked some more. "Ah! I wish I could stop the cultivation of food items and grow these weeds at a large amount! Alas, if I stop the production of food, what would I eat when my appetite grows? Such an issue!"]

[S:"Milord, if you don't mind..?"]

[L:"Yes?"]

[S:"I have a plan to solve this problem..... Would you...... ?"]