[ It is the painful crick in his neck as he lifts his head up towards his interloper that has Ratio realizing he's been working for far too long for his own good. Still, this calculation must be completed first, and he only gives Yesod his index finger in a universal gesture to wait while he's looking at pages of papers on energy generation through his workplace's research portal. So rudimentary, but with the planet's resources lacking, using them as the basis for his solution is more effective than dreaming up some variation of black-body energy generator or nuclear fusion generator, which has been discovered here but is not usable in the planet's current state.
A few more minutes of scribbling on his notes and then he sets his pen down and leans back with a heavy sigh. ]
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A few more minutes of scribbling on his notes and then he sets his pen down and leans back with a heavy sigh. ]
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