Frack the planet
I am lost in my own factory.
Twenty hours ago I placed my first manufacturer somewhere around here.
Im building supercomputers now, and the many manufacturers that make those are hungry.
It is mesmerising and it is fearsome, and afterfive years of early accessits finally complete.
Out to sea lies my nuclear power plant, tucked away far enough that the radiation cant touch me.
The main event is doing maths.
Regimented zones, straight lines and neatly regulated angles?
Or sprawling spaghetti mess?
I fall (ironically) squarely into the latter camp, which all of my friends regard as perverted.
Or the celebration of Futurama-style transport tubes: Hypertubes: because FICSIT makes pioneers closely monitored dreams come true.
Shout out to the random rhino with a jetpack.
I shall never know your story.
Its all so tangible.
Thats what elevates this above Factorio and Dyson Sphere, even though both are tremendous in their own right.
There are a few.
Another 240 plastic for a mere 22.5 computers a minute?
I dont mean it, though.
But I like my spaghetti cathedral.
In fact, I adore it.
Also with 1.0 you’re free to hook conveyor belts up to your early-game bioreactors.
Everyone at Coffee Stain Studios deserves a big kiss.
