episode_0011

Can you feel it?

Harmon was astonished.

Harmon’s basement is a place that can only be reached after going down the stairs, taking the elevator for a long time, and passing through several more defense facilities.

An area so deep that even if the Guldari Guild thoroughly develops the underground of the village, it will never be discovered.

But do you feel something?

‘Could it be that something is leaking from the electrical facilities connected to the basement? Damn. I guess I’ll have to seal the basement better in the future.’

As Harmon kept his mouth shut and thought, Isaiah chuckled.

“It’s okay. You can feel it just a little bit. Don’t worry too much, unless you visit the garage often like me.”

“You’re really cool. You’re like a designer.”

Hamon blurted out as he saw Isaiah speaking teasingly.

“Ugh.”

In order to lie about her age, Isaiah hides the fact that she is a designer, but Harmon, who knows her well as she has repeatedly shown unwomanly strength when being harassed by Boji, naturally guessed it.

That he is not actually 20 years old, and that he is a designer, not a human.

‘Perhaps what he felt was something he felt with the designer’s unique sensibility.’

“… … .”

Isaiah, who had been keeping his mouth shut, said:

“Mister, let’s make a secret between the two of us?”

As Isaiah spoke, holding out his little finger, Hamon snickered and hooked his finger through her little finger.

“Yeah, secret. Alright.”

“Ehehe.”

After linking their fingers and making a firm promise, Isaiah stood up from between Harmon’s legs and brushed his chest in surprise.

“Oh my. Since when did you know?”

“I was suspicious from the beginning. Because he’s using a heavy laser gun as a weapon without any powered suit or exo-skeleton.”

“I told you I planted something in your muscles.”

“I know because the way you use your body is different from the person who planted something in your muscles. You didn’t plant anything in your muscles.”

“Ahh.”

Isaiah sat down on the chair across from him, thinking that it would be a waste to speak, and drank the water that Hamon had given him.

“So? You’re going to get a robot?”

“… You should have it. If you can have it.”

“Mr. is also a male.”

Isaiah, who thought of the shower as a daily use or pet, teased Harmon with a helpless expression.

“But then what will Domi do? If she says something, the reputation you’ve built up will go down the drain.”

“That’s a bit worrying. I’m even more worried that I’ll end up being persuaded to go to the Guldari Guild.”

In a job like Harmon, trust is everything.

Who would want to entrust their life-critical equipment to a mechanic who steals other people’s equipment?

No matter how skilled you are, I won’t entrust you with it.

Both Harmon and Isaiah took a moment to think. Harmon wanted to hide, and Isaiah wanted to help Harmon.

Even when considering the pros and cons, Harmon’s value was higher than that of Domi, who was just a skilled collector.

‘It felt good when you touched my vagina.’

Because I’ve been watching it for a long time and I’ve had some experience with it.

“Hey, aren’t you thinking about changing the robot’s appearance?”

“Shower?”

“A shower head? Isn’t Domi called Arina?”

“I named it.”

Harmon said with a nonchalant expression.

“What’s the name of the tool? I called it a shower because I thought it would be good for washing your body.”

“Huh. So you’ve been clean lately?”

Isaiah looked at Harmon’s exposed forearm. The smooth, clean skin was noticeable.

“Do you feel like tea?”

“There is no stain even if there is oil or dust from working. It is noticeable.”

“I tried to hide it so that my skin wouldn’t show.”

After Harmon began to shower, he began wearing goggles to keep his facial skin from being exposed.

“If you look closely, you can tell.”

“What are you doing, looking at my skin so piercingly?”

“I don’t like dirty people touching my vagina.”

“That’s true too… … .”

“… … .”

There was a brief pause in the conversation.

As the conversation stopped, Isaiah, who seemed to be awkwardly rolling his eyes here and there, spoke to Harmon.

“Hey, do you want to walk around?”

“Huh?”

“I’m hungry. Let’s eat something.”

“If you’re going to eat it… .”

As Harmon rummaged through the food in his house, Isaiah slapped Harmon.

“Not that kind of thing.”

“Hmm. Are you okay? People must have been looking at you because of this.”

“So what? It’s not strange for a skilled mechanic and a collector to be friends, right?”

The problem was that Harmon was a slave of the Guldari Guild. Naturally, Isaiah, who had been working alone, would also become entangled with the Guldari Guild.

I guess I’m already a little entangled because of this incident.

“I’m going to continue living here anyway, and thanks to the money I saved, I bought the right to build a building.”

“You’re building a building?”

“Yeah. Just decide where to build it. Let’s go together while we decide that.”

Hamon hesitated for a moment at Isaiah’s words, then nodded his head in agreement.

* * *

The Guldari Guild is located in a certain ruin.

Although not large in scale, this former hospital facility still has its function intact, and thus has been of great benefit in and of itself.

The Guldari Guild quickly took over the hospital building and used the power they had over the hospital facilities to roughly print their own currency and circulate it among the surrounding forces, who had no choice but to accept that currency in order to use the hospital.

This is why the currency of the Guldari Guild is accepted by all the forces that have settled nearby, and why the people here can value currency more than material things.

If it weren’t for these characteristics, barter rather than currency would have been prevalent around here.

In any case, thanks to this, the Guldari Guild was able to rapidly expand its power and show aggressive growth by growing the village into a city.

“It changes a lot.”

Harmon continued to survey the townscape where new buildings were being built.

A simple, makeshift building constructed from sheet metal.

A stone building built with stones properly planted and erected on pillars in the ground.

A sophisticated building made with stone and iron.

All kinds of buildings are being built.

Even a huge barrier was erected in the village to block the machines. Beyond the barrier, new buildings could be seen being built.

“Did you bring down the nearby forces?”

“You don’t know because you’ve been in the basement all these days, right?”

“That’s right.”

A month after putting the shower in the basement.

Harmon rarely went out, never worked more than necessary, and never paid much attention to the outside world.

Because I was busy just learning skills and gaining knowledge through the shower.

Thanks to that, there was a harvest, but news from outside was dull.

“The two forces that were nearby came under the Guldari Guild. They clashed with each other and suffered great damage, but the Guldari Guild swallowed it up.”

“I see. So they also ruled the village they created?”

“Yeah. We move immigrants to Guldari Village every week.”

“Immigrants.”

Although they were immigrants, you could tell from the beginning that their situation was worse than that of the people who had been living in Guldari Village.

You could tell from the fact that they weren’t letting them in within the walls, but were creating a space for them to live around them.

Perhaps they were brought in by force to increase the population and human resources, even if only a little.

If the machines attack, they will act as a wall of meat to buy time, and as time passes and they settle in and build a second wall, they will become human resources that can be used for the development of the village.

To run this devastated world, a lot of human resources were needed.

Field workers like Isaiah who bring needed machinery to the village.

A technical job that repairs, improves, and develops broken machines like Harmon.

A research position that studies and develops unknown machines.

Management positions to manage them and run them appropriately.

And a slave class that will roll them around so that they can relax and exert their strength.

People were needed.

A lot of people.

“Here, there’s a new restaurant.”

The place Isaiah guided them to was a restaurant that the Guldari Guild had set up for those who had talent in cooking among the people they brought in.

At the back of the store was a small ‘farm’ that quickly grew plants, and a ‘meat farm’ that periodically produced artificial meat by adding certain ingredients.

“Oh, this.”

“You know right? The Guldari Guild recently gave you a job.”

“Yeah. I left the rest to other guys and left the main system part to me.”

The past population may have had a difficult time with food like today, so the technology for producing food was well-equipped.

However, the Guldari Guild has been struggling so far because they have unfortunately not been able to acquire food production technology… … .

“Those two villages had the technology.”

“Yeah. Actually, the clash between the two villages was probably planned by the Guldari Guild.”

“I fixed five, but if I wrote two here, are the remaining three in the Guldari Guild?”

“Uh. People with money started buying food from the Guldari Guild.”

The town was changing. At a very fast pace.

Harmon was slightly uncomfortable with that.

‘Whenever something tries to change like this, something bad always happens.’

It’s like building a repair shop only to end up becoming a slave to the Guldari Guild.

Change brought problems.

‘The shower repairs will be finished tonight. I should hire him as my bodyguard.’

If there was a problem, it was the sea bream.

The moment Domi sees the shower head following Harmon and starts a commotion, the credit he’s worked so hard to build will be shattered, his garage will be taken away, and naturally, his basement will be taken away too.

And you will be left wandering in the wilderness, tortured to death and have your knowledge and skills extracted.

“I’ll buy you food.”

Harmon said to Isaiah:

“But I have a favor to ask.”

“Is it a sea bream problem?”

Isaiah whispered that he knew what Hamon was thinking.

“Okay. I’ll help you.”