Nothing of note

With the wildlife keeping perfectly away from the military base, your men continue maintaining close watch on the colony as you keep well within your areas and avoid danger for the time being. Still, none of your men are the type to remain idle, and most of them busy themselves with whatever games and other forms of entertainment they brought on this trip.

Following the President-General's advice, you send out mining drones to obtain the necessary metals from nearby asteroid belts to commission the construction of a new Space Station, one that will serve as a nexus point and headquarters for the colonization of this new sector of space.

The Alliance's finest are hard at work, the skeletal frames of the station quickly built by construction ships and drones working day and night, and reinforcing fleets of ships bring in shipments of food and new materials whilst allowing other ships to return home over the course of a month.

Soon, the station is finished, and it is a marvel of engineering; a combination of Human, Turians and Krogan engineering, it possesses the sleek curves and angular simplicity of all three cultures. Brimming with gun emplacements of the latest make, any pirate fleet would be hard-pressed to conquer the station, let along get close to its guns and its fighter craft.

"A magnificent station, if I do say so myself," Said Wrex, "Of course, many of Tuchanka's engineers were here to help - all handpicked by me."

"Don't forget that I helped callibrate the guns," Said Garrus.

"Meaning you both helped, and that's that," You said smilingly, "So by the way, what shall we name this station?"

"Maybe the Adams's station?" Garrus suggested.

"Oh dear, no," You said, "That'd be the laziest kind of naming I've ever heard."

"I'm no good with names, actually," Said Wrex, "Guess I'll be leaving it to you, Peter."

"Well, this is a place of hope," You said, "A hope for new life blossoming from the ashes of war and destruction, and a hope that we can leave behind the chains of the past and look to the future."

Indeed, many of your troops were already talking about settling down here and putting down roots, bringing their families or starting new ones on its verdant green landscape. And where else to go than to this galactic Eden?

But then, there was already Eden Prime, so that option was out. Elysium and Arcadia were already taken as well, ruling out two more popular options from western mythology.

"Maybe... Gen'heyem?" You suggested.

"Interesting name," Said Wrex, "What inspired you to name it like that?"

"Well, I recall having an Israeli friend back in military school," You said, "He once wanted to be a gardener before the Reaper Wars happened; said he wanted to make a Gen'heyem - a Garden of Life, in Hebrew."

"Garden of Life..." Garrus muttered, "Now that is a wonderful name."

"Gen'heyem," You said, looking to the planet, "Let this be the start of a new colonial venture in the Golam Sector!"