DX01: SINGULARITY 16057
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, ravaged, still-smoking cryptocurrency mining rigs are covering a bloody, oil-slicked beach, the sunlight casting a faint glow on the waves washing over the tangled mess of wires and circuit boards... like, a bunch of dead fish are stuck in the mangled machinery, their eyes burst and scales hanging off in strips, and the smell of burnt electronics and gasoline's filling the humid air. Rainwater's slowly spreading across the sand, displaying a message in cryptic, pixelated letters, something about "Terraforms Reborn"... and somehow, a chunk of Ethereum-filled server wreckage is suspended under the surface of the nearby ocean, surrounded by lazily swimming fish.
