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You sit there with little to do, so you connect your suit to the Armadillo's network and use the connection to look at your surroundings. After thirty-six years of existence, there are now plenty of trees growing on Lemurian soil, planted in Johnny Appleseed's style to make the land less barren. 'Less' being the operative word; there are large patches of lands all around that are still exposed to the sun and wind, and you can see it in HD glory, broken and caked after thirty-six years of exposure.

Besides that, the terrain is also lacking a road, and you can feel the bumps as the Armadillo rolls over the ground. It's quite an uncomfortable ride, and you strap yourself into your seat to avoid getting jostled too badly. After a while, you grow tired of looking at the scenery and doing nothing, so you decide to…