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The HydraThree and a half hours passed. Matthew burned through the cans of soda and meat products in the first 30 minutes, but they were more so to placate any pending urges for nutrition. While he could have gotten more snacks that were scattered about, he was in the zone. His focus and attention were so in tune with his tasks; for him, time became meaningless. Any bodily signals that he was running on fat reserves were unconsciously ignored. He was a skinny little runt to begin with, so there wasn't much stored for use. His mind had a way of shutting out any autonomic cues such as hunger or waste expulsion when he was working. It was like a central core processor and his body was the spaceship. If need be, he could shut down life-support in the nonessential parts.
Matthew made anoth
