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She tapped a command into the tablet strapped to her forearm. A series of glass tubes connected to the tree's roots began to glow as specific sequences of synthesized neuro-transmitters were pumped into the gel. Elena wasn't just growing plants; she was teaching them. In a world where organic life was almost extinct, she was attempting to engineer a flora that could survive the toxic atmosphere outside the dome—plants that could filter the heavy metals and process the poisoned air.

They reached the air lock in seconds. Elena watched in stunned silence as the heavy, pulsing vines wrapped themselves around the manual wheel. They coiled tightly around the steel frame of the door, filling the gaps where the yellow gas was leaking through. NÖVÉNYEK PT.3

Elena grabbed the manual override wheel, throwing her entire weight against it. It didn't budge. The pressure from the outside air was too great, and the machinery was rusted from years of neglect. She strained, her muscles screaming, as the yellow fog began to rise around her ankles. She felt a wave of dizziness as the outer atmosphere began to thin the clean oxygen in the room. She tapped a command into the tablet strapped to her forearm

Elena froze. Air lock 4 opened directly into the dead zone of the city. If the toxic smog outside flooded the Conservatory, decades of delicate work would be wiped out in minutes. The plants of Part 3, still tender and adapting, would wither and die. In a world where organic life was almost

Suddenly, a low, red warning light began to flash at the edge of the bay. A sharp alarm pierced the tranquil hum of the Conservatory. Elena’s heart hammered against her ribs. She flew to the terminal, her fingers dancing over the keys.