6.67 - We're Gonna Make Another Planet
The massive metal cube constructed by Thim had a nasty echo. Theo stood inside, looking at the working stills he had installed there. At least the dwarf had the foresight to install ventilation methods. Artifices hummed, drawing the thick vapors from within to send them outside. As long as he didn’t aim for the second tier—without improving the process—no explosions should happen. If they did, the container should have contained it. The three stills running within the cube would produce properties from the Quindalias Bone reagent. Soar, Lost Hope, and Dragon’s Insight.
“We won’t mess around with fourth properties for now,” Theo said, crossing through the entrance and sliding it closed.
Of the three properties, Theo was most hopeful about Dragon’s Insight. Lost Hope might have been dangerous, but the system had a way of naming properties that made it hard to know what a property would do. It could have produced an amazing effect for all he knew. Before departing from the ominous cube, he took stock of the town’s potion supply. They were good. Better than they had been since the systems shifted away from aligned cores. The alliance could handle emergencies better, especially since Salire had crafted curative potions to handle standard status effects. Disease was still a thing, no matter how much they built the town.
“You!”
Theo turned, spotting Alise walking down the road. The alchemist had plans to head to his Herbalist’s Workshop, messing with his reagents to get more insight for the shift in his alchemy. “What did I do now?”
“Oh, nothing. I tried getting your attention through the administration interface but you wouldn’t answer. I have some early numbers on your ‘feed the world’ project.”
Theo brightened up, his tail swishing back and forth. “Sweet! How does it look?”
Alise shrugged. “We made projections for housing and feeding an amount of people for a season. Ah, well… There was some speculation at first, but we made some estimations on the amount of people that would come for the party.”
“How did you manage that?”