In the months following the war, as election season approaches it's close, and a parliament will be formed, the scientists at Project Mystírion, a top secret research institute dedicated to finding out the mysteries of the universe, while maintain a secrecy comparable to that of the histpric Project Manhattan; there are unsubstantiated rumors, but no one knows what goes on inside. Their secrecy is to such an extent the majority of the people working on the project knows not what they are working on.
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Deep underground, in the depths of Project Mystírion, a group of middle aged and elderly physicists looked with intense anticipation at an empty jar. The mood in the jet black, sealed room was tense. The counter on the wall counted down to zero. Suddenly, there was a flash of flame in the middle of the jar, and an owl feather fell calmly onto the bottom.
The room burst into deafening cheers and applause. "WE DID IT!" A redhead physicist exclaimed. "IT WORKED!" The lead scientist shouted.
The assistant android physicist, who had been applauding loudly and cheering in the corner came to examine the jar, and confirmed that it was a genuine teleported owl feather, then proceeded to cheer.
As the applause and shouting cleared, the lead physicist, a rumple haired, freckled, bespectacled man with hair that blended smoothly with the wall, called Robert Purpra said to the radio "alright, we're ready for the second package. The first was a success."
The counter on the wall began to tick again, and as the countdown finished, a second, larger jar beside the first was lighted with a flash of fire as a large book, with Nineteen eighty-four on the cover, and another owl feather.
As the applause subsided, Robert sent the confirmation for the third package. The countdown started again, and this time, the flash of fire sent in a live owl, hooting happily.
And they had only done it in 3 months, Robert thought. To be fair, they had the energy readings from the Fins attack in the battle of Olizha, which saved them maybe 15 months of work, though they were able to somewhat reduce energy consumption
In his euphoria, Robert wondered how the folks in the Substances Chamber were doing in creating neutronium. He heard they were quite close, considering they had information from the Happyland.
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Using the funds Finswedeway gave, there have been plans to, in the reconstruction of the cities, to install these teleporters in homes and at workplaces, and linking them to a regulated transport network, reducing commute. This will be powered by the fusion reactor network in the border of the cities. Concerns about obesity are soothed by the fact the government has a mandatory weight loss program for those who get too fat.
The teleporters are undergoing human safety testing. Meanwhile, miniature fusion reactors that can also teleport anything in a 3 meter radius around it are being tested.
The teleporters have been named by the scientists as Porti (singular: portus).
Human sized portable porti are being designed, though power constraints are proving difficult.
This will surely be useful to the Army. Which is notably undermanned at the moment due to pacifist sentiment. However, the people are still vastly grateful to the Fins who liberated them.
