Hydroponics section
Cornell entered the hydroponics deck, breathing in the fresh air. For the first time in 115 years someone entered the deck, and it seemed pretty much barren. There were no plants, no animals, nothing. Not yet. He knew he had his work cut out for him, especially since he was just about the oly civilian so fa that had any clearance on the deck, or any affinity with plantlife.
But he relished the thought of spending his time here. Once he had explained to the captain that it was of the utmost importance to get started as soon as possible, he had been given all the necessary codes and clearances, and he planned to get at least some fields up and running quickly. Sure, CS-8 had supplies on board to last them a couple of years, but there was only so much canned and processed food a man could eat before wanting something fresh.
Strolling through the dirt he made way to the supply sheds. Time to see what crops he could grow.