Summary
I spent eighty million to buy a derelict, dying planet.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, I called out its name: “Earth.”
In an instant, glaciers melted and life began to flourish once more.
A voice echoed from the depths of my heart: “Is that you, child who has wandered far from home?”
At the same time, tens of thousands of location-sharing requests flooded in from the “Tadpoles Looking for Mom” group chat.
“Hey, comrade. Hop on-we’re going home!”