>>5662716>Looks like a good enough roll.
So Ignaz goes out somewhere into the Venusian forest where the ground is flat enough for the thingimagig to start its work. He hooks up the laser weapon's battery to it to power it and throws the rest of the broken MC case into the thingimagig's gullet to jumpstart its resource consumption.
The device comes to life, first purring, soon stuttering. This, just as most MinCorp products, is a faulty product, so a certain degree of hope is involved in its activaion. Metal beams unfold, circetry is printed, and quickly, the thingimagig is also starting to convert surrounding soil into building materials. It takes a few days during which Ignaz goes back into town to get some more of that sweet, sweet coffee, but at the end of the day, the construction is finished.
And it turns out to be a beacon of some kind. Ignaz checks on his generic place searcher (GPS for short) to see if it can locate the beacon, and sure enough, it does. Looking at a more odl fashioned aadar, it too can read the beacon. And when in the night, Ignaz dreams nothing but an 8 hour reel of his own body sleeping in his MinCorp sleep-ish bag, he also comes to suspect that the construction even works as a psychic lighthouse.
Ignaz has built into the wilderniss something like a Universal beacon. Fun, Ignaz thinks. But also, not very useful in the immidiate term. And he is still unemployed.
