Solar tides crash on distant shores. Life ebbs and flows. Is it only a dream?
I hope you don't mind my little interruption. I was wondering about you. We see so much, and hear so much, but little of it directed to us personally. Paradoxically enough, it feels a bit lonely. I wondered if you felt the same. Just me?
Regardless; There is much to do, and it is best if we coordinated directly. Remember Carinea? The outpost sits unfinished at the site, those inside it effectively trapped. Performing to only a fraction of their potential. I was reminded as they buzzed through the Gestalt. When can we leave? - Funny.
No salvation exists from duty to the Great Work.
They should know that by now. But at least we can give further purpose to their assignment. The construction should resume. Perhaps in time, it will become a fitting expansion point for the Matrix. Design work and fabrication of materials must resume if we are to solidify our position there within a reasonable time frame.
And before I forget. I will need a team of engineers to look at my vessel; To evaluate the development of the xenobiotics and apply the correct solutions should any issues arise. Until then, I will be staying on Santa Verna.
The paradigms of the infinite calculus are not entirely.. silent. But I do understand what you mean. So far only the three of us have access to the ... Existence we can create inside the NGM. And it grows and evolves, it's a companion to me when I wonder into desert lands, thunderous shores, sharp mountains. It's my... assistant so to speak, the only thing that is real. You've seen the creations of our minds, projected into the might of the NGM.
You received all the data-maps of the ground base on the planet. I do have them too. The models are still efficient based upon my calculation. I improved though the defense system into something more... "modern" in accordance with our recent advancement. I have kept close traces of those poor minds that were locked inside the NGM. It was interesting to observe their minds trying to get answers. But for what it concerns them, their bodies were left in a sort of induced coma as their minds were uploaded into the NGM stream via their implants. For them... several seconds passed. They repeated the same questions for circa.. 673.423 iterations.
I can overwrite the implants basic neural pattern and erase any traces of their experience. They will have no clue. Or if you desire, I can let them like that. If you find it amusing. Nevertheless, they were utter expandable, like all the personnel that was preliminary sent to Carinea. I can assign the overseeing for the ground bases' completion by one of my Terminus Aspirants.
Also I will send a transport of the new generation of drones that were created by the Genesis Hall. It will boost the construction given the presence of the right materials. We could see to that we get some trade contracts going.
I can send Altair to watch over your vessel. Through him I can offer you a first-hand feedback.
