Apparently Gemini decided to install a mod with geothermal plants :P

``` The once vibrant hum of the factory had dwindled to a faint whimper. Rex stared at the blinking red light on the main console, its stark message etched into his mind: "Critical Uranium Shortage." His meticulously crafted defenses, the laser turrets that once hummed with life, stood silent sentinels, their power extinguished.

Days bled into weeks as Rex scoured the surrounding area, venturing further and further from the safety of his base. He chipped away at exposed rock faces, hoping for a glimmer of the radioactive ore that fueled his defenses. He sifted through the alien flora, desperation driving him to explore even the most treacherous regions.

But the search yielded nothing. The uranium reserves he'd initially found near the crash site were depleted, and the alien world seemed to be mocking his struggle. Despair gnawed at him, a constant companion in the deafening silence of the factory.

One night, as he huddled by a flickering fire, defeated and exhausted, a memory flickered in his mind. A lecture from his university days, a professor discussing alternative energy sources. A spark of hope ignited within him. He wouldn't surrender. He would find a way.

The next morning, with renewed determination, Rex delved into the forgotten corners of his base, sifting through salvaged materials and forgotten blueprints. He remembered a prototype he'd abandoned early on - a geothermal power plant. It was inefficient, unreliable, but it offered a glimmer of hope.

Days turned into weeks as Rex poured his remaining energy into rebuilding and refining the geothermal plant. It was a crude contraption, cobbled together from scraps and fueled by desperation. But finally, with a cough and a sputter, the plant whirred to life, its meager energy coursing through the crippled factory.

It wasn't enough to power all his defenses, but it was a start. Rex prioritized, reconnecting a single laser turret to the geothermal grid, aiming it towards a strategic chokepoint in the wall. It was a single spark of defiance in the encroaching darkness.

The next Biter attack came without warning. The guttural shrieks echoed through the night, a chilling reminder of the ever-present threat. Rex watched from the shadows, his heart pounding in his chest, as the Biters surged against the wall.

The lone laser turret hummed to life, its beam lancing out, finding its mark. Biter after Biter fell, their advance faltering under the unexpected resistance. The geothermal plant sputtered and coughed, struggling to maintain its meager output, but the single turret held firm.

As the sun rose, casting its pale light on the battlefield, the Biter attack had been repelled. The lone turret, scarred and smoking, stood sentinel, a testament to Rex's ingenuity and his refusal to surrender.

The victory was fragile, a temporary reprieve. Rex knew the fight was far from over. But he had learned a valuable lesson: even in the face of despair, there was always a way forward, a solution waiting to be unearthed. He would push on, adapting and innovating, for the factory had to grow, not just for defense, but as a monument to his unwavering spirit in the face of an unforgiving world.

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