Dear Factory Manager, welcome to Industrial Empire.
Years ago, I fell in love with a management sim, yet always felt empty after hitting max‑level completion. Goods were sold out, factories kept humming, but I knew it would all end. So I set out to build a factory with no true ending: starting with a simple wooden stool, growing into a mighty empire spanning aviation to biomedicine.
Here, timber gets planed into planks, planks hammered into furniture. Your next blueprint may need gears forged right in your own workshop. I want to see you burn the midnight oil for clock formulas, bet all profits on sports cars, and get jolted awake by worker complaints. Yes, staff grow tired, grumble, demand raises, and may even fall for your empty promises.
Mysterious merchants may show up, offering truckloads of cheap “great deals”. Think twice before paying—free lunches rarely exist.
I’m not teaching you to become a billionaire. I want you to experience building from scratch, forging parts that shape an era. Procurement lines are live, blueprints lie on the desk. Turn this tiny workshop into your empire.
