A scattered network
Every name beside yours is another surveyor working the same case from their own corner of the garden. Sleep, file your season, and see how the record is coming along.
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You are not the only one doing this. There is a whole scattered network out here: other cabins, other terrariums, other people the Environment Office would rather not have close.
Every name beside yours is another surveyor working the same case from their own corner of the garden. Sleep, file your season, and see how the record is coming along.
Trade a code with somebody and send them a postcard. It arrives in their cabin, in their game, in the same post their letters come in. It helps more than you would think, some seasons.
Turn all of it down at the first launch and never think about it again. Nothing out in the garden depends on a connection, and nobody can reach into your save.