Industrial Cthulhu, Starting With Island Lords

"I saw with my own eyes that they used the finest, non-rusting stainless steel to make tableware and jars, put a little bit of food in them, and then threw them away after eating."
"I saw with my own eyes that they used giant beasts as tall as mountains to swallow up soil and rocks. , digging out the underground city just to park their steel carriages underground."
"I saw with my own eyes that they filled the ever-extinguishing stellar furnace with luminous ore, and it bloomed with a light that was more dazzling than the sun."
"I saw with my own eyes that it was difficult to see. Everything in the name."
"Their iron birds cover the sky, their steel ships cover the sea, their chariots tear the earth apart."
"You must think I'm crazy.""He has seen you."
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Oil is His blood, thick smoke is His breath, ore and steel are His food, countless cargo ships in the port are His thousands of descendants, and the origin printed in the corner is His silent ridicule.
They say they are just mortals.
Child, you'd better not refute, you have to know:
Their technology cannot be understood, their production capacity is unimaginable, their creations will go crazy at a glance, and their morale is crazier than the most fanatical believers of the evil god.
How are you going to stop it? My child, with your sword, or with your flesh and blood?
You should be lucky that they are still willing to call themselves mortals.
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“I’ve finished building the factory, and you’re telling me this is an idealistic world!?”
“Wait a minute, what did I build?”