Power Plant Simulation Link
The core temperature flatlined. Then it dropped.
Elara’s hands, gnarled from a lifetime of wrench-turning, flew across the holographic interface. Her mind, sharp as a razor, calculated thermal loads and bypass pressures. She shut down the north field of mirrors, vented superheated steam to the atmosphere in a silent, virtual roar, and initiated the gravity-fed salt dump. power plant simulation
“Eight minutes remaining,” the voice said. The core temperature flatlined
“One minute. Integrity failure imminent.” gnarled from a lifetime of wrench-turning