He's going to kill them they have to get away--
she commands it--
and then they are away and it occurs to her that she never specified where to. She slowly unclenches her arms from their death grip around her sister and looks around.
He's going to kill them they have to get away--
she commands it--
and then they are away and it occurs to her that she never specified where to. She slowly unclenches her arms from their death grip around her sister and looks around.
Another goround of the giant machines, but they don't have a bajillion harvests' worth of fertilizer.
Plants plants plants plants plants plants. They can do this on a rolling basis, they can just have planters go ahead of her and harvesters go behind her.
Food is loaded into shipping containers and trucked away and put on trains! The trucks come back with empty shipping containers!
They have enough purples that they can put them on shifts if she doesn't sleep. Does she sleep?
So much food goes all over the place. "We're hitting diminishing returns on anything we can efficiently grow this way. Do you have anything for animal products?" one of the purples asks.
"...Okay, to clarify: I don't actually know if I can make animals reproduce like the plants and it would be unpleasant to try. What I can do is if there's an amount of something I can make there be more of it."
She can make there be more of those! It is noticeably slower than the plant-growing was but it will result in increased quantities of animal-based food.
Tapa has a billion people. Even if she is very fast she cannot feed them all in a few days. But whenever she wishes to stop Soptan will escort her to a guest house back at the capital. It's a narrow townhouse on a hillside, shares walls, but it's soundproofed well.
Nnn fine. She crashes hard when she sleeps, though. She spends a few days at a time working on food and spends pretty much all of her not-that time sleeping, eating and talking to her sister.