Chapter 165 - EVO
***Tirnanog, Mount Aerie***
***Magnus***
Unfortunately, there wasn’t much Astra or I could do about the impending engagement unless the commandeering officers called upon our skills. So I found myself polishing my gear, bored out of my mind while I listened to the latest scout reports.
The rangefinder I liberated from one of the Thich anti-air cannons was still one of my favourite toys. I had used Gilbert’s workshop to modify it when I found some spare hours, so it would be easier to handle. Still, it was never intended to be handled freely, and it was very noticeable in its design.
I did my best, but the device still looked like one of those bulky spyglasses that were occasionally shown in old documentaries and there was nothing to be done about it. Unless I decided to rebuild the entire device, which would be equivalent to making my own version, going so far would defeat its purpose as a trophy taken from the enemy.
Then all the little bits and bobs that were beginning to leave Aerie’s workshops had to be mentioned. Adapting creature cores on a semi-industrial scale instead of producing unique prototypes had taken a lot of time, things like semi-industrialized flashlights and lighters were slowly becoming available to the masses. Currently, the focus was entirely on survival gear, but I had no doubt the situation would rapidly improve once the mess with Thich was over.
Grinning, I checked out the new gyroscopic compass that was another hit with the second strata’s manufacturers.
Admittedly, most of the bulk-wares that were becoming widely available were the simplest of devices. Nonetheless, the more complicated tools leaving Gilbert’s workshop showed that regaining some of Earth’s technology using Tirnanog’s resources was possible. The wormgate was the best proof.
I pocketed the compass and turned my attention to the ongoing tactical situation.