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- I gesture violently to the console. “I have a serious problem here! I don’t have enough fuel storage to survive the trip home! It’s 600,000 kilograms of fuel. It would take 135 cubic meters of storage! I don’t have that much space!”
- “I make storage tank.”
- “You don’t have enough xenonite for that!”
- “Don’t need xenonite. Any strong material will do. Have much metal aboard my ship. Melt, shape, make tank for you.”
- I blink a couple of times. “You can do that?”
- “Obvious I can do that! You are stupid right now. You sleep. I watch and also design replacement tank. Agree, question?” He starts down the tube toward the dormitory.
- “Huh…”
- “Agree, question?!” he says, louder.
- “Yeah…” I mumble. “Yeah, okay…”
- ***
- Chapter 25
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