NMS 1.37 Gek Harvester puzzles

PuzzleType: TRA_HARV_

#3
Alien: Friend! Gek Trade Federation announces high profit! Choose units or product recipe reward!

A mass-mailed corporate message sits unread on the terminal. It is full of high numbers and seemingly impressive profit margins. The tone seems satisfied, and grateful.

At its foot the employee can choose between one of two images: a galactic unit banking account, or a full hold of cargo.

{Choose unit account}
An automatic scent dispenser sprays me with a pleasant perfume when it opens.

I receive funds from the message's senders.
---MONEY---
---MONEY---
---STD_INC_TRA---

{Choose ship's cargo}
I retrieve a formula from the operational facility.
---RECIPE_LIST---
---STD_INC_TRA---


#4
Alien: Scurrilous Gek Trader! Gek offer impure isotope! Vy'keen destroy Gek! Units withheld!

There is a message from a distant alien race. They sound angry with the trader who's logged into the system.

I can send them one of two on-screen Heridium products. The first looks oddly faint in colour, and the second shimmers brightly on-screen.

{Send faintly-coloured Heridium}
The voice of an angry warrior screams through the intercom.

Nothing else happens.
---STD_DEC_WAR---
---STD_INC_TRA---

{Send brightly-coloured Heridium}
A noise of gruff acceptance is heard over the intercom.

A payment is released.
---TECH_ALL---
---STD_INC_WAR---


#5
Alien: Friend! Gek Trade Federation demand uncommon silicate elements! High units offer!

The screen shows that a lot of silicate elements are exchanged here, but right now the trading vault is open... and empty.

An off-world message, perhaps related to this, flashes on-screen.

{Put common silicate into trading vault}
I receive a small payment.
---MONEY---
---STD_INC_TRA---

{Put uncommon silicate into trading vault}
I receive a generous payment.
---TECH_ALL---
---STD_INC_TRA---

{Put rare silicate into trading vault}
I receive a decent payment...

... and a surprised note of thanks.
---RECIPE_LIST---
---STD_INC_TRA---


#11
Alien: Rare balarian speech slug distribution point! For insertion in ear! Inedible! Nasal insertion can cause death.

A trade vault shakes, and closer inspection reveals that it's full of writhing molluscs. They are pink and slug-like, with sharp bloodied teeth.

A diagram on the screen in front of me suggests that inserting one in or around my face would have some benefits. What isn't specified, however, is which orifice.

{Insert slug in nose}
The slug bites flesh from my nose.

The pain is extreme.
---DAMAGESMALL---

{Insert slug in ear}
The slug burrows deep into my ear.

I feel better versed in the language of the traders.
---TEACHWORD_WAR---
---TEACHWORD_WAR---
---TEACHWORD_WAR---

{Insert slug in mouth}
I swallow the slug, and wait while it thrashes around in my stomach.

Nothing else of note occurs.


#8
Alien: Gek Trade Federation warning! Vy'keen hostility? Captain! Complete trade mission, or investigate disappearance?

An important message has been received from off-world. A holographic overlay shows various interstellar trade routes, but each one ends abruptly – long before their destination is reached.

There are goods waiting in a locked trade vault for transportation. I can select the final destination, or I can select one of points at which a ship has disappeared.

{Select trading destination}
The trade vault unlocks.
---RECIPE_LIST---
---STD_INC_TRA---

{Select disappearance location}
I receive a ship technology blueprint to aid in my protection.
---TECH_SHIP---
---STD_INC_TRA---


#2
Alien: Gek Trade Federation warning. Pirate activity detected. Report sightings!

Images of fighter-class starships have been sent here. They bare scorch-marks from battle, and are most likely pirates.

The message seems to ask for witnesses, and there's some form of reward for replies...

{Tag some ships}
An instant reply comes through with a small monetary reward!
---MONEY---
---STD_INC_TRA---

{Tag all ships}
A worried response comes through with a reward for my report.
---RECIPE_LIST---
---STD_INC_TRA---


#9
Alien: Despair! First spawn monolith awake! Unknown culprit! Strengthen suppression field!

This whole facility beams out some kind of suppression field over the planet's surface. It's dampening some unknown form of communication, and clearly seen as a vital and necessary operation by the traders that operate here.

The suppression field is powered by silicate elements, fed into the system by the unlocked resource vault that's at my feet.

{Remove Silicate Elements}
I take the trade goods.

The suppression field powers down.
---SUBST_TECH---
---STD_DEC_TRA---

{Add Silicate Elements}
The suppression field is strengthened.

A message of relief appears on-screen.
---STD_INC_TRA---
---TECH_ALL---


#7
Alien: Rejoice! Vy'keen war reparations arrive! Elder large Gek receive high reward! Low toilgek receive low reward!

The trade vaults in this installation are full to the brim, and ready for distribution. There are three images on-screen, each showing the outline of a different sort of trader. It's strange... it's as if they're put in order of the size of their gut.

The first trader is small and sleek, the second is pudgier – and the final has a huge belly that almost drags on the floor. I'm clearly meant to choose one...

{Choose the small, sleek trader}
A trade vault opens.

I receive a cursory amount of trade goods .
---SUBST_COMMOD---
---STD_INC_TRA---

{Choose the medium-sized trader}
A trade vault opens

I receive a decent amount of trade goods.
---USEFUL_PROD---
---STD_INC_TRA---

{Choose the obese trader}
I retrieve a strange alien curio from the facility.
---STD_INC_TRA---
---C_VYKEENEFFIGY---


#1
Alien: Gek Trade Federation fury! Planetary installation tax unpaid! Initiate repayment!

An off-world command priority has stalled all processes within this installation. The terminal blinks angrily with a demand for urgent action on an unpaid debt.

There is an option to reply with currency attached. I get the impression someone's life would get a lot easier if I'm feeling charitable...

{Pay full amount}
A remotely-operated scent dispersal system bathes me in a pleasant perfume.

The terminal unlocks something that will aid my travels.
---RECIPE_LIST---
---STD_INC_TRA---

{Pay partial amount}
An angry alien beak momentarily appears on a terminal and shouts at me.

Limited systems within the facility are back online.
---USEFUL_PROD---
---STD_DEC_TRA---


#6
Alien: Trade federation friend! Product recipe unselected! Gek Trade Federation lose units!

This is a brand new manufacturing plant with no assigned specialty. The terminal is entirely blank, and is running automated start-up procedures. I have to flick through several screens before a pictorial message appears.

There are three chemical symbols – one belonging to the Silicate family, and the others Isotopes and Oxides. Production processes warm up around me, waiting for a template to work from.

{Choose the Isotope element}
The terminal processes my selection, and provides something appropriate to the work at hand...
---RECIPE_LIST---
---STD_INC_TRA---

{Choose the Oxide element}
The terminal processes my selection, and provides something appropriate to the work at hand...
---RECIPE_LIST---
---STD_INC_TRA---

{Choose the Silicate element}
The terminal processes my selection, and provides something appropriate to the work at hand...
---TECH_ALL---
---STD_INC_TRA---


#12
Alien: Friend! SynthetiGek identification test active! Remember Gek Trader helps customers!

A strange test is visible on the terminal. I see a holographic image of a shell-wearing creature lying on its back in the bright glare of the sun. Try as it might, it cannot right itself. I can manipulate the scene to indicate what I would do to help.

A resident Trader has left a note for a colleague.

{Help creature, then sell it water}
I pass the test, proving myself as a true trader.

Facility systems are online.
---RECIPE_LIST---
---STD_INC_TRA---

{Study creature}
I fail the test.

Facility systems are non-operational.


#14
Alien: LOG ACCESSED... DATA UNMAINTAINED... DISPLAYING MOST RECENT ENTRY...

The outpost is abandoned, its alarms still blaring a warning to souls long-dead.

The Gek used this installation to plan asymmetric wars against the other species of the galaxy. This faction would bolster rogue elements within other star systems, routing the resulting tithes and protection fees through this outpost.

The last log shows potential Vy'keen traitors en-route to discuss terms with the Gek. What happened to them is unclear.

{Alert the Gek}
I alert the Gek Trade Federation to the Vy'keen activity in this system, broadcasting this feed to their central computers. A representative rewards me for my trouble.
---STD_INC_TRA---

{Alert the Vy'keen}
I alert the Vy'keen to the presence of traitors in this system, uploading a great deal of Gek data upon request. They reward me for my assistance.
---STD_INC_WAR---

{Steal units}
I steal units from the system, the blood money of a hundred wars and skirmishes. After all, the Gek here no longer have need of it...
---MONEY---


#15
Alien: EXPERIMENT PAUSED AT USER REQUEST... AWAITING INPUT.

The facility contains multiple video files, images, and bioscans of unusual beings taken by Gek from across the Trade Federation. They seem to have been studying exosuits.

Something happened during the experiment, a dormant prototype of such a suit lying in wait below. Nothing else remains.

{Submit bioscan}
I submit a bioscan to the system, apparently restarting the facility's production process. With the missing piece complete, a suit is fabricated to the exact specifications of my own.
An automated message rewards me for my assistance.
---TECH_ALL---

{Erase data}
I erase the data on the Gek computers. They were not meant to learn our technology. In the process, I find a cluster of nanites, useful for my own purposes.
---TECHFRAG_S---

{Steal technology}
I steal nanite clusters from the system, leaving the rest of the facility in peace.
---TECHFRAG_M---


#16
Alien: RED RED RED RED RED RED RED RED /////

The facility acted as a staging ground for what appears to have been an unprovoked Gek attack against something called an 'Atlas Interface'.

The logs show that a great deal of material was harvested from the oceans of many worlds. This substance was cross-referenced against data stolen from other species, and then field-tested against this Atlas structure.

The interface was utterly annihilated, as were the attackers. The blast seems to have wiped five star systems from existence. Only this record remains.

{Delete records}
I delete the records from the system. No-one should replicate what happened here.
In the process, I find some useful technology used in the construction of the weapon. It should be safe to use in isolation from the other components.
---TECH_ALL---

{Alert Gek Trade Federation}
I alert the Gek Trade Federation to the results of this experiment. They deny all knowledge of it, claiming it to be the work of heretics.
I am rewarded for my future silence.
---TEACHWORD_TRA---
---MONEY---

{Alert other species}
I alert both Vy'keen and Korvax authorities to the Gek attack on the Atlas Interface and their data theft. Outraged, both species demand an immediate Council to discuss their next move.
I am rewarded for my assistance.
---STD_INC_WAR---
---STD_INC_EXP---
---STD_DEC_TRA---


#17
Alien: ARCHIVE RETRIEVAL SERVICE ACTIVE... ACCESS?

The outpost is ancient, even by the standards of the Gek. Its environment is specifically calibrated for data preservation.

One log speaks of the time just before the rise of the 'Gek First Spawn'. The Gek seem to have experienced a fertility crisis. Something in the water began to affect their spawning numbers, leading to an attempts at selective breeding, cloning programmes, and more.

This scientific crisis became a moral one. The self-proclaimed 'First Spawn' took power, promising greatness and murdering all those who opposed them. Memories of the past were erased. To be strong was to be righteous.

{Upload to Gek}
I upload the data to the Gek. The traders are astounded by my discovery, having believed themselves to be the descendents of a savage people, not knowing that before the First Spawn they were gentle, capable of nobility and peace.
I am rewarded greatly for what I have done.
---STD_INC_TRA---
---MONEY---

{Auction data}
I auction the data, finding a buyer in the Korvax. Their Convergence desires all the information it can find about the Gek, having been enslaved by these 'First Spawn' many years ago.
They pay me for my assistance.
---STD_INC_EXP---

{Steal technology}
I steal what little technology I can from the outpost, harvesting nanite clusters from the system.
---TECHFRAG_M---


#18
Alien: LOG ACCESSED... ANOMALY OVERRIDE NOTED... DECRYPTING...

The facility contains records of temporal anomalies and reported sightings of time travellers. The majority of these appear to be Gek or Korvax, often bearing advanced technology.

The chief scientist's log reveals a great deal of scepticism, deeming such travel not only physically impossible but unlikely from a social perspective. If time travellers exist, why do they change nothing? Why do they not attempt to avert the catastrophe of which they speak?

The final log shows the arrival of the scientist's superiors, confiscating their files and silencing them.

{Attempt data recovery}
I attempt to recover data from the system, but I find only small fragments of data.

The majority of time travellers appear to have visited loved ones or parents, claiming they wanted to see them one last time before the end. There appears to be no great secret beyond this.

{Take technology}
I extract nanite clusters from the system, attached to the remnants of a case file.
---TECHFRAG_S---

{Contact Gek}
I contact the Gek to ask them about this facility, but they claim to have no knowledge of it. They begin to display an extraordinary level of interest in my whereabouts, suggesting they will send a nearby freighter to speak with me.

I should leave soon.


#19
Alien: I am sorry, friends, family... I am sorry...

This installation appears to have been staffed by an old SalesGek, a veteran of a hundred trade routes and 'personal friend' to one of the Trade Lords themselves.

Estranged from their consort, their hundred surviving spawn no longer wishing to speak to them, the SalesGek had one final meal before their death, crashing their ship into the side of a nearby ridge. They leave behind a life of regret and a litany of unanswered invoices and receipts. Perhaps there is something useful here.

{Report death}
I report the death of the SalesGek. The Trade Federation thanks me, struggling to find their name on any system. It appears they had not made a deal of note in many years. I am given a small reward.
---TECHFRAG_S---

{Search for units}
I search for units, but find none. The SalesGek was in a deep amount of debt before their death. I leave, empty-handed.

{Sell trade data}
I sell the trade data to another SalesGek. They will no doubt find something of worth in this lifeform's death.
---MONEY---


#20
Alien: ALL SWITCHES ACTIVE... AWAITING INPUT...

This Gek outpost acted as a point of exchange for replacement ship and space station components.

All of the blueprints are at best adapted, at worst stolen, from the technology of other species. There are a number of such designs available upon the terminal's screen.

{Download data}
I download the terminal's data, finding nanites I may exchange for a new technology.
---TECHFRAG_M---

{Sell data}
I sell the data to a rival trade faction. They immediately lodge a complaint with the Trade Federation whilst secretly utilising these designs for their own production.
---MONEY---

{Report theft}
I report the theft of these technologies to both the Korvax and the Vy'keen. I receive compensation for my trouble, leaving both species to withdraw their diplomats in protest against the Gek.
---STD_INC_TRA---