Mark finally regained his senses, accepting the fact that he was the only survivor on the spacecraft, and stopped before the hatch.
"No matter what... this is the new world now—I have to find a way to continue the mission."
Mark slowly climbed up from the ground and patted his clothes, even though there was not really any dust on them.
"First... I need to take stock of the resources I have."
Mark returned to the control room, where that dull-witted robot had finished registering the colonists.
In reality, there was only one living person aboard the entire spacecraft: Mark.
"Current food reserves: one month; energy reserves: 13 million kilowatts; material reserves: 300 tons of various metals, 500 tons of construction materials..."
Overall, aside from the food reserves, the spacecraft's other supplies were fairly ample. Although its energy was no longer enough to support a return to the skies, what remained was still considerable. After all, an ordinary city's annual electricity consumption was only around 30 million kilowatts.
To survive here, he first needed to find water.
Fortunately, he was lucky. Although this planet lacked higher life forms, water was not scarce.
The only problem was that the water contained far too many microorganisms. Mark spent a full three days designing a purification method, then used the spacecraft's fabricator to make a water purification device.
"This thing is really convenient." Watching a water purifier finish assembling, Mark sighed.
The technology behind it came from the Osborn Group. It was said that even people on Tony Stark's level used this kind of equipment.
Of course, the materials they used and the performance of their fabricators were certainly much more formidable.
Operating a drone, Mark moved the water purifier to the lakeside. This purifier, about the size of a tricycle, consumed 3,000