Three generations ago, alien stewards arrived offering to end war, famine, and disease — in exchange for what every human body throws away anyway. Humanity took the deal, and built an entire civilisation on top of it: a caste system worn as a glowing ring, a national religion, a dating app, a stock market, an Olympics. THE YIELD follows the people, human and alien, who start noticing what it actually costs.
Arthur Pell fixes toilets for a living, which makes him the only man in his district with a legal key to every household in it. He likes his job, loves his wife, and worries mainly about his daughter's ceremony — six weeks away, the day she gets her own ring and officially joins the system he's spent forty-one years not thinking about.
Then, one ordinary Thursday, he looks up.
To the Ilun who administer it, Earth isn't a planet. It's Farm 771 — the 771st plot catalogued under a harvest programme that goes back further than anyone at the Consortium likes to discuss. Auditor Ashen-Ko has run her sector well for years.
Then she starts keeping books she isn't supposed to keep.
Each book widens the lens — from one household, to one alien district, to the reckoning both civilisations reach at exactly the same time.
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Every citizen wears a Ring — a wearable band issued at the First Yield Ceremony that glows continuously by tier and pulses for consistency. It is the device the entire society is built around.
A small kiosk fitted in restrooms outside the home — friends' houses, hotels, restaurants — so a visiting citizen's yield is credited to their own account rather than their host's. Closes the one obvious gap in the system.
The euphemism for the fate of chronic non-producers. Deliberately, permanently never explained on the page — the gap in the story where the uncomfortable truth is supposed to sit.
The daily-reported national economic indicator. Functions on the evening news exactly like a stock index.
Non-violent resistance. Symbol: a clean toilet. Slogan: "Nothing In. Nothing Out." They've never stopped a harvest. That was never quite the point.
The Consortium's internal designation for Earth — the 771st world catalogued under the harvest programme. Not the first. Not likely to be the last.
The doctrine shared, independently, by both the human Church of the Regular and the Ilun's Continuity Faith. Neither species has ever compared notes on it.
Three generations. One treaty. Nobody alive remembers before it.
Arthur's chapters narrated straight, dry, unhurried — the way a tired man tells you something true at the end of a long day. Ashen-Ko's chapters rendered with the same half-second translation lag written into the prose itself.
Book One stands alone. The trilogy rewards sticking around.
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Born in Malawi. Writer, permaculture farmer, ultramarathon runner. THE YIELD started, by his own account, in the middle of cleaning out a Boer goat pen at six in the morning — the actual origin of a book about a civilisation that measures everything by what its bodies produce.
Where Dark Continent and Prima Nox reach for myth and the occult, THE YIELD is the other register entirely: satire played dead straight, in the tradition of Swift and Pratchett — no character ever thinks the premise is ridiculous, so the reader does all the laughing, and all the recognising.
He also runs Maziko Athu Permaculture Farms — fifty acres of red Malawian soil across four districts. More than half of every book sale goes toward training smallholder farmers in permaculture and value-addition.
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