The orchard stretched as far as the eye could see, and farther than the miniaturised AI controlled camera could sense. In a world where all the sentient bi-beds were referred to as mini-Tasa, or Tasla-min around the galaxy, the tiny mechanical bees were relatively large. By Earth standards they were tiny, smaller than the average honey bee. The did there job though.
With grand efficiency, the micro-drone-bees flitted around, tickling flowers with fibres idealised for the job. The tiny appendages worked with the artificial intelligence within and without to co-ordinate the pollination of each and every blossom that existed. Coupled with the larger spraying drones, and irrigation system, they brought a bountiful fruit year after year to mini beings who received them through flaps in their protective mobile suits.
The bipeds never left the suits. It wasn’t clear if they even could.
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