“You said this was a water world,” frowns Iq’tha.
“Maybe the oceans are under all the photosynthetic biomass.” Mringash pokes at a slightly sparser region on the holoview, in the third planet’s southern hemisphere.
“That’s another thing,” says Iq’tha. “Didn’t you say there had been some kind of apocalypse? This is a healthy biosphere! It’s covered in leaves!”
“I’m honestly at a loss, Captain,” Mringash admits. “Maybe one particular plant was immune to the effects?”
“Ah, yes, their hypothetical ultraweapon. What was the name?”
“Judging by phoneme frequency before their radio broadcasts ceased,” says Mringash, “we think they called it ‘kudzu.'”