Ammo out of the whazoo!

"Ha… ha… ha…"

Sitting back on top of the huge column he had just erected, Theo looked down at the extensive yet rather simplistic system he had just finished.

The rows upon rows of constructors turned copper ingots into bullet casings, only for those to then be combined with copper ingots again, turning them into actual bullets.

Where did the gunpowder and primer inside of those come from? Were they supposed to be shot by some magnetic or maybe even magical means? That, Theo didn't know.

And since he didn't really need to know the answer to those questions, he just opted not to think about it.

"This really looks nice," Theo muttered to himself instead, taking a bite out of the berry only to let its rich, fruity juices flush his parched mouth and then flow down his throat.

Even though his thirst and hunger meters were nowhere close to drying up, this was nothing more than self-indulgence, an act of rewarding himself for working hard.