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... he stood in the center of the cluttered mill.

The scattered screws, wires, and bolts laying at his feet were the evidence of a task he finally completed. He glanced at his watch, noting the time.

’Five minutes and forty-three seconds.’

It wasn’t much in the grand scheme of things, but it was longer than yesterday—and that was enough.

"I’m definitely keeping focus longer," he murmured, his voice low and hoarse.

He straightened up, rolling his shoulders as h ...

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(This is an old-fashioned story about climbing a technological tree in another world to farm for hegemony. The author has limited knowledge and may make some mistakes in technical details. Criticism and corrections are welcome)

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