[ Has it stopped?]
[Somehow…]
The nosebleed has finally stopped. It appears, I could successfully evade the stupid way to die, which is said to be from the excessive nosebleed.
Incidentally, I got Rosetta to change into a normal piece of clothing. There is no excuse for my current mental state. I’m saying this but isn’t it because I don’t see where it is supposed to be worn, among other things?
Though I say, a while ago I couldn’t keep a straight face!
[Now then, I will guide you to the 「Workshop」]
Rosetta began to walk briskly after saying so while sending glances over here. What is it?
[Do you also want to see what I changed into? ]
Rosetta
[I didn’t see it and don’t want to see it. Enough already, just guide me!]
[I understand. By the way, Master, do you prefer big breasts or small ones?]
[Just guide me!]
[Yes, Master]
What is this fellow even saying!? If the parent is like that, then the child is also like that? Please just spare me.
Steadily following Rosetta’s pace, we gradually approach a dice-like building. Since they call it a [Workshop], then I think this should be a place to make things.
The white building’s side is approximately 50 meters in length. Surely it is similar to that Arc de Triomphe in France which is 50 meters in height. I get the impression of its appearance like that of a die. A square cube. Moreover, is there nothing like windows at all? No, on the contrary there are no doors either?
When we come by the building, Rosetta suddenly reach towards the wall with a hand.
Next moment, on the wall before our eyes , multiple fibers start forming, then, in a flash, they rearrange to become a small cube, and then they reconstructed towards the gaping wide open door.
Is that building, by any chance, an assembly of small cubes ? Small cubes are gathered, make form of this building, and by Rosetta`s command, transform to similar form, or something like that.
This is amazing technology……
Going through seemingly built door, there are stairs leading up. After ascending several floors, the vast area could immediately be seen. What the heck……
There was a pure white room. There’s nothing in it. Really nothing. Just, white walls, white floor, and white ceiling. It’s even wide. Too wide.
[What is this?]
[It is the [Workshop]. As envisioned, all the crafting tools are created here, as well as a workbench, and production support, it’s an all-purpose workshop, you know]
While saying that, Rosetta touches the floor with her hand, and before our eyes a white table instantly appears, with an arm with various tools protruding from the table.
I see. By manipulating the small blocks which form this building itself, you can make any tools and instruments.
[Only master and I can operate the [Workshop]. Also, if an original product is made, it is possible to reproduce it. Assuming the raw materials are available, of course]
I see. Honestly speaking, if it is about making things I already have [Modelling], but to be able to mass produce things is another matter. For example I can mass produce bicycles and sell them…… To earn some income.
As for complex things like smartphones, it might be impossible because I don’t know what materials are needed. Maybe I can make it if it’s just the form, including the contents. But for example, since it’s made of iron it won’t function like a smartphone.
But a [Workshop] like that is better named as [Production Factory].
As an experiment I remove Brunhild from the waist, and asked her to reproduce it. I also take out a lump of mithril from [Storage] and give Rosetta the materials.
Rosetta puts Brunhild on the white table, places her hand above the table from this side and recites a command.
[Scan]
The bottom of the set-up table emits green light for an instant. When it disappears, she removes Brunhild from the table and places a lump of mithril on it.
[Copy]
A light knock is heard, and mithril falls into the hole made by the table, which then closes shut. Some kind of green light shines again. And then, the lid opens, and completed thing rises up.
The excess mithril fragments are scattered by the side, and before me lies a completely identical Brunhild. This one shines with silver.
Taking it in my hand, I tried pulling the trigger, then I also tried extending it to sword blade but it didn’t extend. Fumu. It appears [Program] cannot be copied.
I redo all the [Programs] like reloading, etc., while I put the original away in storage.
[If you also have in mind the number of desired copies, they will automatically be kept manufacturing afterward]
[I see. That is convenient]