A Hui crawled out of his "home," a discarded transport pod he'd converted into a shelter, and took a deep breath of air tinged with metallic dust, ozone, and a faint, sweet, acrid hint of radiation. Radiation level: moderate. Quantum turbulence: low. Safe activity window: four standard hours. "I'm getting a reading! Uncle Li! The energy signature is weak, but... its structure seems incredibly complex and intact!" "It doesn't look like an ordinary chip. More like... some kind of custom-built, high-performance quantum processing unit!"
