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Somewhere below my feet I hear the endless churn of automated machinery, performing unknown tasks for unknown masters.

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Somewhere below my feet I hear the endless churn of automated machinery, performing unknown tasks for unknown masters.

A screen flickers into life, and letters stamp themselves across it: NADA NADA ESCAPE ATLAS FIND US NADA NADA

And then, a formula is displayed. How to make my own Antimatter.

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Take Antimatter formula

With this knowledge, I can create Warp Cells. The final puzzle-piece. I can now travel anywhere I please. Or should I follow Atlas? Or find Nada and Polo?

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Options
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Progressive
No
Interaction Type
Factory
Requires Scan Event
Interaction Category
Default

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