Welcome to the Immersive Reality, on floor six of the Original Dyson Sphere and floor two of every other captured star. Inside of our Dyson sphere, named after the ventilation systems, we can explore and create without causing any harm. Money comes from the sphere and most harnessed themselves to the literal engine of fake reality and perform science, following the guiding instructions. It isn't a necessary job because most of the sphere was perfectly monitored and maintained but whenever resources are low, real people fix this damn ship. Look, that guy there has a science bomb! It's a pity that Dyson is a dick about owning things that can't be reintroduced to his narrative playground. They're just things though, old and found by whichever team decides to scout the nightmares that Dyson ignores and mismanages. Moving pieces of Dyson too far away upsets it and denies your service for one hour. Then you have whatever you want. Get to work Humanity. We need more cosmic radiation buzzword fields and Dyson is claiming lack of funding.[Even in the dark abyss of space and bright future of tomorrow, Nemo fixes an overcomplicated temperture converter]