Chapter 876 (2/2)
In the meantime, Randidly distributed his PP into his Ashen Aura Path. Although he hadn’t finished it yet, he was coming very close. Hopefully, the reward for it would be worth the long time since he had obtained any stats from his Path.
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Randidly Ghosthound sighed. “Wendy, we cannot keep doing this. I need this job done. The whole point of coming to you was to get a quality product. Spriggits are supposed to be the best. My Skill… well. I don't come here because these sort of visits are a nice vacation.”
Wendy Vuss put her hands on her hips and glared at Randidly. “What do you mean? The plans are vastly simplified! In terms of parts, they require about 1/10th as many as the prior plans. That was what you requested, and that was what you received.”
The man who had been the Progenitor and was now just a big bully sighed and shook his head. Then he brought out the plans and pointed to several critical joint areas. “Well then, what are these? These ‘Sucrium Cultures’? Every joint requires these to be present, and I can see why; with this design, the joints will grind themselves to dust. It’s some sort of lubricant? But I don’t know that those are!”
Wendy frowned. This was not the problem she expected to encounter. Mostly, people complained that her handwriting was too messy or the products she created were too expensive. If she was being honest with herself, this most recent bout of plans she had purposefully written sloppily, as a small ‘fuck you’ for the gleeful ease he had killed Level 15 monsters.
But to not know Sucrium Cultures…
“They were very widely used in the Seven Lands,” Wendy said. “Without them, the mechs would have been impossible to use at scale.”
“Well how is it made?” Randidly responded with exasperation.
Wendy considered that. It had been a trade secret that was carefully monopolized by the Bounty Corporation. Wendy supposed there might be a few survivors of said corporation remaining, but then there was the problem of actually creating the culture… Hum, an actual interesting problem… she would need to be present to watch their methods...
Which would require a high investment in order to establish the important mechanical equipment that would create the cultures… And they would need someone with the skill to successfully harvest and store them…
The more she thought, the more Wendy honestly had no idea how long such a thing would take. She was the idea machine, which was why she had taken the role of head engineer here. It would probably take a week? At least? Maybe a bit more than a week, assuming they could find someone with the requisite knowledge. “Hmm…”
Randidly released a heavy breath as if this answer was exactly what he had expected.
Feeling somewhat hurt that neither of her plans was satisfactory, Wendy said. “...maybe give me another day- no, I’ll only need six hours. This set of plans is on the house. I’ll use solely metal to construct them. And they will be the most original and innovative-”
Randidly just waved a hand and left her office.
For several seconds, Wendy just started after him. Then her mouth firmed into a line. Fine then, she would take this as a personal challenge. And she would make a mechanical arm so inspired that just looking at the plans would reduce that insufferably competent Randidly to a drooling-
Calm down, Wendy urged herself. The plans can’t just be inspired. They need to be elegant as well. And strictly mechanical. No strange materials. Plus, done within six hours…
Wendy put her head into her hands and groaned. Why the hell did I say six hours…? I already haven’t slept in twenty-four hours… urrrrggghhhh…..
But even as Wendy felt a smidgeon of doubt, she gritted her teeth and straightened her spine. No matter what, her word was worth its weight in plans made by her. And considering her genius, that was a significant amount of value.
She just needed a modular- well, maybe not modular- simple design for a fully articulated arm without using anything but simple metal parts.
How hard could it be?