The Thinking Machine And The World of Dust

... The tribesmen call it the Silicon King. They don't understand much, but they think its an ancient God from before the Wars; before it all. The King shelters them from the Wastelands, letting them live deep inside its fortress of steel, surrounded by strange production lines and strange metal men that marched and toiled without end, and in return the tribesmen bring offerings of scrap electronics and corrupted PDAs...