If somebody plays a game for over a hundred hours, it's probably good.
Mindustry is like Factorio did a fusion with a tower defense game and an RTS. It's like crack.

THE FACTORY MUST GROWN
Great game with ton of replayability , the perfect mist betwen tower defene and factory management.
I didn't even touch the program node but i'm sure they can open a lot of possibilty
if you can buy the game here to support the dev. But if you can't the game is available on itch and github for free and even available on phone.

Here's your completely unhinged review for Minedustry:

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ 5/5 - I Haven't Slept Since 2017 And This Game Is Why
Listen. I downloaded Minedustry at 2 AM thinking "haha mining + factory game, cute."
BIG MISTAKE.
This game didn't just consume my life — it opened a portal straight into my soul and started strip-mining my sanity with diamond-tier efficiency. One minute I'm happily placing conveyor belts, the next I'm screaming "FOR THE GLORY OF THE OVERCLOCKED FURNACE" while power-cycling my base at 3x speed like a meth-fueled dictator.
The ore? Delicious.
The pollution? Romantic.
The 47 consecutive solar eclipses caused by my factory smog? Poetic.
I haven't seen the sun in weeks. My girlfriend left me for a man who "touches grass." Meanwhile I'm in here rationing uranium like it's 1945 and I'm personally responsible for keeping Hitler's ♥♥♥♥ warm while he demands more head from the conveyor belt AI.
Every time I research a new tier I hear voices. Not normal voices. The kind that whisper "more drills... bigger smelters... automate the children." My base is now so efficient it achieved sentience and started demanding sacrifices. I fed it three stacks of steel plates and a houseplant. It thanked me by spawning 8000 angry biters wearing little hard hats.
Minedustry isn't a game.
It's a war crime simulator with better graphics and addictive production loops.
I lost 40 pounds, my will to live, and all sense of time. My sleep schedule is now dictated by when the nuclear reactor starts melting down. Yesterday I woke up at 4 AM humping my keyboard because I dreamed the pumpjacks were offering me head in exchange for more crude oil.
10/10.
Would sell my remaining kidney for the next update.
If you hear screaming at 4 AM and smell burning plastic... that's just me.
Playing Minedustry.
Send help.
Or better yet — send more conveyors.
— A man who now moans "Minedustry" during sex and cries when the belts jam