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God Of Crafting

For five years, I've lived the life of a failure. Smashing my hands against the wooden target in hopes of entering a meditative state; a necessary step to becoming a cultivator. For five years, I've faced nothing but disappointment, looks of pity, and meager attempts at encouragement. But everything has to come to an end. An end, that for me, became a new beginning! Circuits, wires, and capacitors? Or maybe spirit powder, Spricur crystals, and Qi gathering formations? In a world where cultivation is, for most, merely a hobby and the worlds of mysticism and science are divided, I shall be the one to craft a bridge between the two! Why rely on ancient arrays to harness dense Qi? Isn't it easier to buy one of my converters, plug it into the wall, and be done with it? Is your gaming console malfunctioning, yet no tech shop can find the cause? Have you tried this the exorcising swatter 3.0? And you! Yes, you, the one whose reflection appears on the screen on your phone once you block it! Why would you buy static figurines if you can come to my shop... And get your hands on waifus that will actively flirt with you? Come all ye troubled souls, and allow this God to craft a solution to all your problems! ***Technical side of things*** Daily release: 2ch/day Sunday release: 3ch + accumulated bonus chapters from mass release goals listed below ////////////All Milestones are subject to change/////////////// For every 100 winwin unlocks: 2 bonus chapters For every 50 ps: 1 bonus chapter For every 3 reviews: 1 bonus chapter Supergifts: 3 bonus chapters Me having a good day: 1 bonus, not-mass release chapter a day on days it applies >.>

MotivatedSloth · Urban
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Outsourcing the problematic parts

"Yeah, I can certainly do that," Jenny, mid-tier maid of the villa assigned mostly to taking care of the laundry reported, nearly standing at attention as she confirmed her ability to turn the 3d printer from a scrap of cables and hydraulics into an actually useful machine. "Then again, I can only aim to replicate whatever mold you will create unless you want me to design it from scratch. But the designing process…"

The young man in the middle of her twenties shook her head. 

"You can trust me, sir, copying a mold will be much, much… MUCH more time efficient than designing the whole thing from scratch."

"I understand," I nodded my head, trying to be as reasonable as possible here. 

It was an unexpected benefit of being filthy rich. An aspect of life that was so foreign for me, Claire ended up giving me a weirded-out look when I first brought up the potential of the staff in our villa just happening to have the skills we realized we needed.