A Wasted Chance

[Connor]

It had been a few days since Peter had his last convocation with Layla unsure of what laid ahead of him. A sense of guilt filled his stomach knowing full well that he could have done something to help this poor women start a new life even though she had put him in a very difficult situation. A Trade Supervisor of Borderworld Exports working with a Gaian in secret certainly wouldn't have gone down well with his bosses let alone the local law enforcement. Even if it was only in secret someone could over hear and spill everything they heard. Betrayal? Treason? This made Peter's unease a little better knowing that he would have been committing a crime if he had carried on working with the Gaian but he still felt guilty.

The things Peter could have done with parts of the CUMEC system would have been incredible. This sort of technology wasn't easy to get or manufacture and if Peter could have somehow refined and found a good way to manufacture and install this equipment on stations it would revolutionise the way in which we regulate life support on our stations. Imagine and fully self sustaining echo system that requires little to no intervention. Oxygen automatically replenished without giant electricity bills or complications. CO2 scrubbed in the same way. One hundred percent sustainable food. One hundred percent sustainability would have been the goal. Imagine stations being equipped with self sustaining modules like this? This would certainly make the war-torn House Bretonia a better place leaving other important tasks at hand, such as rebuilding, a priority without having to worry about basic supplies.

I must find a way to make this happen.

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