After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World-Chapter 1766: New Toolmaker! (Part 2)

They were already bitter that they could see her live her life without an ounce of suffering. She even married a person with a high position, and even had a child with him.

Then she was suddenly blessed by the system like this? Guaranteeing her lifestyle for the rest of her life. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

It wasn’t that they were not living well—because they were—but some feelings of disgruntlement were inevitable.

They did not just lose a few properties. They lost family and friends. And under avoidable circumstances.

Melissa didn’t mind these talks. She always believed that she deserved it.

It was why even if she heard these mutterings, sometimes within her earshot, she only ignored them.

This was not something that could be fixed with mere apologies. In the end, she decided that she was going to show them that it was good she survived—because she’d create tools that they would use in the future.

It had to be said: Motherhood really did a lot of good things for Melissa’s mental strength.

Moving on to these issues behind the scenes, Melissa’s toolmaker awakening was a big event, and the toolmakers and mathematicians asked Melissa to make a few while they watched her process.

In order to not distract her, they placed her in the concentration room.

The concentration room was a room they made after Kalfene and the others arrived. They wanted to watch the aborigine toolmakers do their thing, but having so many eyes on them was really unnerving, and it affected the toolmakers’ productivity.

So they created a comfortable work space with comfy chairs, bean bags, desks with chairs and desks for those who preferred working on the floor. There was also a chest of materials, as complete as possible, not just to facilitate the creation process but also to inspire them.

At the same time, the room had a one-way mirror people could observe in.

This one-way mirror was designed, colored, and patterned, too, so unless one stared at it, one wouldn’t be so conscious even if they knew there were people on the other side.

In fact, when the toolmakers enter the zone, they’d even forget there were people there at all.

Melissa sat comfortably on the bean bag and used the floor table as her work surface. Althea was given a seat on the other side of the mirror so she had the closest view of the process.

She had her handly array notebook out, and she took note of the array appearing and being imprinted to the tool. She had seen some similar arrays from the lighthouse, but there were also differences in each one.

Melissa looked quite comfortable as she worked, which was as it should be considering she would be sitting there for many hours.

The carving took a few hours, and the successful fixing of the arrays was as well. Toolmakers generally didn’t even see the arrays placed; it was just their instincts and the inheritance compelling them to find the right fit.

When Melissa described it (as someone who was familiar with the theories and the accounts of others), it really did feel like stamping, confirming their earlier theories.

It was as if they were handed an invisible stamp from another dimension, and they somehow had to apply this ’other dimension’ stamp to the objects in their hands.

To make another metaphor, it was like giving someone a relatively complex shape in the dark. Then, to complete the tool, one had to fit this odd shape onto a hollow in the object, perfectly fitting it in.

The system would give the correct shape and place it on the toolmaker’s hand, and it would even guide the person’s hand towards the approximate area where it should be applied, but ultimately, it was up to the toolmaker to orient, arrange, and fit the shape enough so it would actually go through.

It was why Althea believed that seeing arrays would really expedite the process, especially if it was already repetitive and was done several times by the toolmaker. This way, the metaphorical shape would be more instinctive and therefore easier to handle.

Not too long into the session, Eugene also arrived. He probably rushed his own work to get here, and watched his wife to see if she was alright.

Fortunately, Melissa had already leveled up enough to be considered healthy. Her level wasn’t high, just barely level 10, but she was definitely much stronger than she was compared to her ill self under Higson’s reign.

Melissa ended about another hour after Eugene appeared. Immediately after this, a portion of the audience entered the room. This was led by Eugene who embraced his wife, and then sat next to her, watching the audience who wanted to interview Melissa, subtly warning them to calm down.

And they did. Eugene did the right thing because the overenthusiastic researchers would’ve definitely overwhelmed the meek Melissa.

As for the rest of the audience, they went to Althea. Most of these people were the array team.

"Did you capture it, Lady Althea?" They asked, and their eyes sparkled as they looked at her notes. It was detailed and beautiful, so well-drawn.

Miss Althea was as awesome as always!

One had to know that even if someone could see the arrays, actually drawing them and understanding them were totally different things. Now Miss Althea captured a good portion of it within just a few hours.

More importantly, Althea, after using the eye for so long, could now see the general movement of aether, so even if the array was of another element, she could see a shadow of it.

Althea nodded. "Here," she said, taking the carbon copy (carbon paper was now widely available in the bookstore) and giving it to her researchers to study.

"Perhaps we can use this array to make our torches run endlessly," she told them. "It’ll save fuel and electricity for sure."

Sustainability was a goal, after all, and—with Alterra growing in number and in size—they could really use all the resources they could get.