It took over half an hour.
For more than thirty agonizing minutes, the netizens of the Empire suffered in real time as they were forced to watch the scene unfolding before them.
Forced.
Because no one could look away.
Just when they thought the pain could not possibly get worse, Solaris Times began a simulcast. The moment that happened, the number of viewers spiked violently, dragging in even more people who immediately realized they were too poor, too slow, or too unlucky to have secured expo passes.
And so they stayed.
Watching.
Complaining.
Screaming internally.
[Ah! Ah! I swear he's off by five millimeters! The cadet said an inch! An inch!]
[Nooooo! If that were me, I would have done it properly! What if the plant yields less next harvest because of that error?!]
Comments like these flooded Reeve's livestream nonstop as the feed showed attendees taking their sweet, agonizing time harvesting fruit.
Painfully slow.
Painfully careful.
Painfully real.
