Our electronics expert has discovered how to teleport. He has convinced society to abandon this world and come with him on a journey through space. He says he's building 4 lasers, and when he turns them on we'll all be transported to a new world...or something. Fuzzy on the details, he swears it works that way. So we've given up on Pandora. Blast furnaces and oil refineries are back on full power to race to make these lasers. Needless to say, Pandora has already voiced it's displeasure.
The jungle in my backyard, once teeming with life, is now too hot to sustain any except my least favorite tree. Man I hate Florida. How do I know that name? Anywho, despair has run rampant, as we learned of our worst plight yet: saltwater.
With no beach to absorb the coming tides, saltwater has run rampantly over our soil and threatened almost every plant. Only one small lake remains as the only unpolluted freshwater. Citizens prepare for war with the sea.
The Dwarf King built us a platform for the lasers that is visible from every home on the continent.
It's not all bad though. We've built a lot, and learned a lot! Many of the citizens can't wait for the laser transport. I wonder if I can bring food on the trip?
The shop is almost completely underwater now, roof peeking over the waves. The road was rebuilt above the sea, but the shop will remain forever.
As if to tell us we're following the correct course, my fern unexpectedly greeted me with a green smile.
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