Rubedo stared at the cascading text with a wide grin. He had just ripped centuries of industrial revolution straight from a corporate memory scrape.
'So it was more like a personalized automated event?' he wondered.
The technological leap handed his faction the exact tools needed to modernize the entire continent. He tapped the execution key on the terminal to permanently integrate the schematics into his dominion interface.
"We are taking the foundries to the next tier," Rubedo ordered through the neural tether. "Krug. Mobilize the engineers. We have a new catalog to build."
Rubedo swiped his fingers across the console to project a cascading wall of digitized schematics.
The blueprints extracted from the corporate executive flooded the central monitor. Diagrams of internal combustion engines, rifled ballistics, and mechanized transport lines illuminated the dark sanctuary.
