Book 2: Chapter 8: Farming Satellites
Howard
April 2189
Vulcan
The holotank glowed with overlapping information windows, all competing for attention. Several nodes blinked red, demanding immediate input. I cranked up my framerate a little. Not enough to overload the VR hardware, just enough to be able to get ahead of all the demands on my attention.
“Guppy, you’ve got coordination of the drone mule-team, right?”
[Affirmative]
Good thing. I thought my head was about to explode.
We were about to spin up the third farm donut, which would increase our capacity just in time for the arrival of the third colony ship.
Farm-1 and Farm-2 were already in full operation, generating a comfortable .25 G in the rim. Riker and Homer had found through trial and error that crops didn’t do well below that level of gravity.