Remember when you could box in a biter nest with a tidy 3x3 ring of pipes or walls and simply turn it off? No pollution triggers, no endless defense, no biblical swarms, just a clever bit of spatial reasoning rewarded with peace and quiet. It was elegant. It was emergent. It was yours.

Factorio has always been a game about solving problems your own way. Sometimes that means a rail network the size of a continent. Sometimes it means a spidertron death fleet. And sometimes it just means a handful of pipes placed with intent. Every one of those is a valid answer, and no one should decide for you which clever solutions are allowed to exist.

Your factory. Your rules. Your blockade.