– Today, we are going to our planned place, which is, as everyone knows, a day's drive from here. As you understand, we can't land directly on that point, because of the underground, non-stone terrain there, which is bad for landing, – Tomaka said.
– Our first task now is to get to the point, find a denser ground and launch the assembly and preparatory transport, – he continued.
– The scouting robots are back, nothing dangerous has been detected, so we can work calmly and confidently, – Dr. Vella told Tomake.
– That's good. I think everyone is ready to work and if no one needs medical help or no one has changed their mind, then we continue our expedition, – Tomaka said.
The crew went to their places, and an hour later, to the edge of the forest, a logger flew up, followed by four land vehicles and another, working transport. All these actions were carried out according to the "Traffic Map", so the crew only had to be bystanders until the arrival point.
Lesolom launched the gears and spikes with which he clears the path and headed forward to the set point. Its metal tentacles began to grab the animals menacingly and throw them into a circular hole in the belly, which began to suck everything into the car like a light vortex.
The whole expedition and its equipment followed him, along a cleared, fresh, cut strip, where just now, there was a forest, instead of which, nothing now remains.
From the side, you could see how a huge iron machine, breaking almost into splinters, trees and stones. On the ground, a terrible monster crawled, devouring everything in its path, blowing up swirls of gray dust. And even, it is impossible to imagine that there is a force that can stop this forest break.
But the truth is that this is just the appearance of one side of the picture, and on the other, if you look, the canvas is white. Lesolom, absolutely safe car. It's just an ordinary metal dispenser for the materials he found. And what falls under its gears, spikes and tentacles, everything is immediately analyzed by the computer and transferred to special compartments. Part of the non-live mass is immediately processed into fuel or return cargo, and the live, along the conveyor, is sent to the cargo compartment and there, unloaded into special cages. The procedure of his actions is thought out to the smallest detail and does not harm anyone. The gears will not crush you, no thorn can pierce you, and the tentacles will not kill the living. This is a brilliant invention of cargo-handling machines, which, while it does not require modernization, will serve people for more than one generation.
All the cars began to move forward, leaving nothing behind.
– I certainly won't, – Tomaka said.
– No, I won't, – Timba said, too.
– I'm very happy about that, because I'm the only girl here, – Vella said, more boldly.
– Of course, the only girl, our princess, – Tomaka said.
– Thank you, but I'm not like that, just a good doctor, – Vella replied jokingly.
– So, we spent a day in space, and already the tackles have gone, – Pythons laughed.
– They would have sent him out to cut wood, and then, when they had cleared everything, they would have caught up with him. And what are we, following him? – Timba asked dully.
– You can not, suddenly a failure or something! It will go away for a few days ahead, then chase after it, return it, – replied the Python.
