Curate, connect, and discover
Pulling resources from the nearby dump was... Interesting. Signage indicated it was not only well guarded, but that it was routinely patrolled by workers and a public health agency. Despite that, nothing beyond wildlife moved past 9 pm local time. Useful to me, certainly, and I'm sure the owners of the dump will appreciate the fact it will soon be entirely stripped of all waste, leaving only their actual equipment and infrastructure intact, but probably concerning for the blatant misuse of funds and false advertising.
My first extractor won't do much, it can barely sort through a cubic meter in an hour. Thankfully it is both scalable and limited by my lack of resources, so I will be able to clean this site in a week at most, and start sending out mobile versions soon after.
What really has my attention, though, is the way my new senses interact with the cacophony of scents.
What I clearly remember was a noxious miasma of rot and filth is just... information, sensations and concepts I could never differentiate.
Here is a mass of good rot, almost usable for compost, save for the heavy metal tainting it. There is a cluster of oils, somehow having gotten into the main dump rather than the chemical disposal zone. Useful for me, being in the open like this, but it would have been a concern for the town in the future.
If only I could get some actual sun on my leaves, I'd be a happy abomination in a world unprepared, but instead I'm suffering under constant overcast skies. Despite being in the middle of Utah, of all places.
Ah, right, the salt flats. I should get a beacon nearby, salt is soo useful at almost every level of tech I can think of.
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