"...how are they doing so far?"
In his office, Ashton stood in front of the glass window with his hands behind him. Felicia, the old Oracle, was sitting down on the opposite side of his desk, saying:
"Great so far." She stated, "The menial missions they're doing was allowing us to maintain order and peace throughout the metropolis. A lot of work was being done each day. Estimates show that we might get most of them done ahead of the anticipated deadline."
"Good. How are we managing our stocks then?"
"Honestly, the drain isn't that severe. Probably because there are only 100 people so far. They barely made a dent in the resource pool. Plus, with the amount we're generating from other sources, we're replenishing them as quickly as it's being consumed."
"I assume that we're moving forward with the expansions then?"
