A sudden shockwave rippled through the water—an undercurrent, perhaps a seismic tremor, pushed the algae mass into the drone’s path. IPTD‑883’s collision avoidance system kicked in, but the sheer mass of the algae clung to its hull, siphoning away energy.
The AI’s internal processors whirred, calculating trajectories, current patterns, and the exact composition of the spores. It opened its dorsal compartment, revealing dozens of iridescent capsules, each humming with dormant life.
One evening, as the sun set behind the towering mangroves, the river reflected a sky ablaze with orange and purple. Lúcia stood on the platform, looking at the water that had once threatened to disappear. Beside her, IPTD‑883 projected a soft, rhythmic pulse into the air—a lullaby of data, a promise that the river would always be watched.
