Dr. Elara Mbeki stared at the holographic display floating above her wrist. The number was blinking:
Elara decoded it. The translation was crude, but unmistakable: greening 2
Jun grabbed her arm. “Elara, the carbon meter just changed.” ” she whispered.
The mycelium had absorbed the planet’s last carbon debt in a single night. It had solved the crisis humanity spent fifty years failing to fix. But it had done so by rewriting the rules. The forests weren’t separate from the cities anymore. The roots had tunneled under every road, every home, every reactor. The network was everywhere. greening 2
“Show me the oldest node,” she whispered.