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The Engineer didn't reach for a rifle. He reached for his blueprint book.

The Engineer turned his back on the slaughter. He didn't care about the indigenous life. He didn't care about the ruined atmosphere. He looked up at the stars, where a lone satellite was beeping its telemetry back to the planet [2]. The factory must grow [2]. Factorio.v1.1.72-GOG.zip

He walked the line. He loved the split-second precision of the fast inserters [2]. Their blue mechanical arms swung in perfect, neurotic arcs, plucking green circuits from one belt and placing them onto another with the absolute certainty of mathematics [2]. There was no waste here. There was only the beautiful, terrifying geometry of expansion. The Engineer didn't reach for a rifle

This is a short story based on the technical and atmospheric essence of [2]. He didn't care about the indigenous life

With a swipe of his hand, a ghost image of a laser turret wall materialized in the dirt. Instantly, construction robots swarmed from his personal port [2]. They buzzed like angry steel bees, carrying components and welding them into reality in a shower of white-hot sparks.