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... ouse, staring at the small glowing bulb he had set up over his desk.
The faint hum of the water wheel outside reminded him that power was flowing—quietly, steadily. He leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, thinking.
"I'm living in here like it's a home. Everyone else is just surviving," he muttered. "That's not good enough anymore."
The village had grown so much. Dozens of houses now stood where there was once only dirt and trees. People were building, learning, even la ...
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