what kind of lazy sci fi writing is this where the dominant species increased like 10 tech levels in a century by using some sticky undergroud goop, and they used it both as a combustible fuel, as a solvent, as biochemistry feedstock and to create polymers?
and pretty much all their vehicles are fueled by different versions of this goo? and all of their doodads and doohickeys are made from it? this one underground goo? sure, why not make it a drug that lets you see the future too.
and the economies of entire neo-feudal states are based entirely on sitting on top of this goo? come on.
and the goo is so cursed that it causes Gaia's Vengence on the whole planet? storms and droughts and corruption of the flesh? is this science fantasy now?
i expected better from the writers honestly.
yeah what's the deal with the little globe door handles that give you no leverage and you have to awkwardly twist your wrist to open the door? and what's the deal with the useles little clicky lock thing in the middle? what smart brain designed this bullshit and what lobbyist paid off their whole nation to get them installed everywhere?