Here’s a continuation of a story I wrote in my blog before last (before the one when I digressed about roofing!). Faceless scientists had built a ship and implanted hundreds of babies there, put into a comatose state until they were woken from their sixteen-year sleep by computers, one year before landing on Marvel. They spent that year training. Learning. A crash course on survival and farming. How to construct shelters for the rest of earth to occupy once they…