Malcolm groaned as he regained consciousness, his head pounding. The last thing he remembered was preparing for work in his modest apartment on Earth. Now, he found himself lying on the soft grass of an unfamiliar landscape, the sky above a hue unlike any he'd ever seen.
As he sat up, a melodic chime resonated in his mind, followed by a calm, synthetic voice:
"Welcome, User Malcolm. Initiating Tech System integration."
Malcolm's eyes widened. "What the hell? Who's there?"
"I am your Tech System, designed to assist and guide you. Would you like to open a random item?"
Still reeling from confusion, Malcolm hesitated before responding, "Uh, sure?"
"Congratulations! You have unlocked: Droid Factory."
Before Malcolm could process this information, a holographic interface materialized before him, displaying a three-dimensional blueprint of a sprawling facility.
"This fully automated factory is capable of producing various droid models, including combat units, labor assistants, and protocol droids."
Malcolm's heart raced. As an avid fan of the *Star Wars* universe, he recognized the significance of such technology.
"Where am I?" he murmured.
"You are on an uncharted planet abundant in resources. No known civilizations have discovered this location."
Standing up, Malcolm surveyed his surroundings. Lush forests bordered the clearing, and distant mountains loomed under the alien sky. The air was fresh, tinged with the scent of unfamiliar flora.
"Okay, Tech System, what else can you do?"
"I offer a variety of features:
- **Shop**: Purchase buildings, weapons, technology, powers, and abilities.
- **Guide AI**: An artificial intelligence designed to assist and provide information.
- **Status**: View your current attributes and resources.
- **Inventory**: Manage acquired items and equipment.
Additionally, you have 1,000 System Points available."
Malcolm took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. "Alright, let's start with the Status."
A new window appeared:
**Name**: Malcolm
**Age**: 18
**Midichlorian Count**: 23,500
**System Points**: 1,000
His eyes widened. "Midichlorian count... I'm Force-sensitive?"
"Correct. Your midichlorian count is exceptionally high, indicating a strong connection to the Force."
Malcolm's mind raced. He was in the *Star Wars* universe, on an undiscovered planet, with a powerful system at his disposal. The possibilities were staggering.
"Tech System, deploy the Droid Factory blueprint."
The holographic blueprint expanded, projecting onto the ground before him. With a surge of energy, the earth trembled as the factory began to materialize, metal and circuits assembling seamlessly.
As the structure took shape, Malcolm felt a surge of determination. He had been given an unprecedented opportunity. With the resources of this planet and the capabilities of the Tech System, he could carve out his own destiny in this galaxy.
The factory doors hissed open, revealing rows of dormant droids awaiting activation. Malcolm stepped inside, the hum of machinery filling the air.
"Let's get to work."
Malcolm took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing thoughts. The idea of possessing a fully operational droid factory was exhilarating, but he needed more information.
"System, does the factory come with any resources already stored?" he inquired.
"Affirmative, User Malcolm," the Tech System responded. "The droid factory is equipped with a foundational stockpile of raw materials, including various metals and alloys essential for initial droid production. However, sustained manufacturing will require the acquisition of additional resources."
Malcolm nodded, processing the information. He recalled from his extensive *Star Wars* knowledge that droid factories, such as those on Geonosis, often sourced materials from nearby asteroid belts or planetary resources. citeturn0search5
"System, can you provide a map of this planet's resource deposits?" he asked.
"Certainly," the System replied. A holographic projection materialized before him, displaying the planet's topography with highlighted areas indicating rich mineral and metal deposits.
"This is incredible," Malcolm murmured, a sense of purpose igniting within him. With the Tech System's assistance and the droid factory at his disposal, he realized he had the means to carve out a significant presence in this galaxy.
Determined, he set his sights on establishing the factory and beginning production, knowing that this was just the first step in a much larger journey.