Arriving at the underground area of the establishment, there was a dimly lit hallway with multiple doors on either side of the walls. Beside each door were a number and a color based on whether it was occupied or not. Nirra wondered why she couldn't hear anything from inside the rooms. Hendrick noticed her puzzled expression.
"Is there something wrong, Nirra?" He turned his head to Nirra, who was following him as they walked down the hallway.
"I was just wondering, since most of these rooms are occupied, why don't I hear the familiar sound of metal clanging on the anvil?" She asked.
"Oh, the walls inside the rooms are enchanted with wind magic that prevents any sound from exiting the room," He answered as they stopped in front of a door that had the number 8 beside the door, and under the number was a green bar with the words 'available' written on it.
"Here's yer station; just go inside and start working on whatever project ye are planning. Note that the timer starts as soon as ye fire up the furnace or use the grinder," He explained as he knelt down and popped a special key inside a keyhole. He then turned it around five times, and each time she heard some kind of mechanism winding up.
"There, ye can enter now lass. If ye want to stop early, there's a lever near the furnace that will reset the timer to zero." He explained further.
Nirra nodded and opened the door that led inside the room. As soon as the door closed behind her, the bar beneath the number turned red with the words 'occupied' written on it.
Nirra took a look around; the room was like home. It was cramped thanks to the many pieces of equipment and tools used for forging and casting. To her right was a stockpile of different metals, including copper, iron, tin, brass, and steel ingots. In front of her was the anvil, and further than that were the two furnaces that have metal parts that connect to the ceiling; she guessed that is ventilation. To her left was an apron made from leather, along with the grinder and the casting station, which included molds, sand, and even different-sized wooden frames. Next to that is a crafting station that has all the different woodworking tools she could need, along with a small stockpile of wood beside it. All the different tools she needs for casting, forging, and crafting were displayed on a wooden table to her right.
Nirra was impressed by the sheer number of materials and tools at her disposal—all of that for just 10 silver per hour. It's practically a bargain. So to start, she put on the leather apron that hung on her left and unloaded her electric motor. She placed the electric motor on the crafting station, with both terminals for her feet on the floor. She grabbed all the tools she needed from the table and noticed a sign on the wall that read:
"After you're done, please put the tools and equipment you used back in their rightful places. If not, I won't let you leave the building."
Nirra understood the memo and proceeded to grab a steel ingot to use on her electric drill to start making the frame of her double-barreled shotgun. What was weird is that she remembered all the parts needed for the shotgun of her choice, which was a Browning b25 Superposed. Even though the last time she worked with a shotgun was about 30 years ago, which includes the years she has been alive on this planet.
Whatever the reason as to why she could remember any firearm's parts in full detail, she had to put those thoughts aside for later and focus on starting to craft the Shotgun.
So she used the drill attachment to her electric motor and started slowly carved out the steel piece into a frame. The frame had two parts connected via a hinge; the hinge has a special notch that will come in handy in final assembly and another two notches that would go between on either side of the barrels for the spring loaded ejector to pop out the spent casings.
Since Hendrick told her that the timer starts when the furnace is turned on. She knew that the timer hadn't started, and she took full advantage of the loophole.
After about an hour, she had finished milling the steel into the frame, so she put the steel pieces inside a crucible, placed them inside the unlit furnace, and finally fired it up, starting the timer. She put some charcoal in it and ignited it with a doomslime core she carried with her in case she was caught stranded in the woods and needing to start a fire again.
The furnaces slowly came to life as the heat from the burning charcoal reached a temperature where it could melt steel. The smoke was being funneled into a vent attached to the furnace itself. While it melted the ingots, she started molding all the smaller parts, such as the trigger, hammer, sear, cocking rod, bolt, trigger, trigger guard, ejectors, firing pins, bolt release pin, top lever, barrel selector, and inertia weight, using a piece of clay. Although she did the same kind of alteration to the two firing pins and made a small notch on them so that the doomslime cores could be attached to them. The firing pins themselves are smaller compared to her Model 1873. She placed the wet clay pieces near the furnace so they would dry up. Once it was melted, she put on some thick gloves and placed the hardened clay inside a wooden frame. She then filled it up with sand and pushed it tight around the clay. Once it was tightly packed, she slowly removed the molds, leaving a cavity into which she would pour the molten steel. She did so and used her frost magic to cool down the metal pieces quicker. Once cool, she took them out one by one and started using the grind wheel to grind off the rough edges along with the excess. After she was done sanding, the next step was to make the barrel. She wouldn't need to add rifling to it since shotgun barrels are usually smoothbore.
To start, She used the roller attachment on her electric motor. The Rollers squeezed the metal ingot so much that it started to elongate into a long rod, long enough for her needs. She measured the rod and found it to her specifications. She took it out of the frame, used a bigger drillbit on her electric motor, and placed it on the attachment that slowly dragged it towards the drill. She placed her feet on the terminals to inject it with some lightning magic to get it spinning. Once at the optimal RPM, she let go of the trigger of the attachment, which slowly bore into the rod. She used a bit of frost magic to cool the drill bit as it bore into the rod, and after it was done, she pulled out the frame, which revealed a steel rod with a rather large hole drilled right through it. She repeated this process until she had two rods, and after that, she checked for any defects on the parts she had made. After she checked and was satisfied, she rolled a heated steel rod into a spiraling cylindrical pattern which will serve as the mainspring, she repeated the same process again to produce two more but smaller springs for the firing pins and another two smaller high tension springs for the ejector.
She lost track of the time, so she needed to finish this quickly or just finish the main body now and the wooden parts at another time.
Arriving at the underground area of the establishment, there was a dimly lit hallway with multiple doors on either side of the walls. Beside each door were a number and a color based on whether it was occupied or not. Nirra wondered why she couldn't hear anything from inside the rooms. Hendrick noticed her puzzled expression.
"Is there something wrong, Nirra?" He turned his head to Nirra, who was following him as they walked down the hallway.
"I was just wondering, since most of these rooms are occupied, why don't I hear the familiar sound of metal clanging on the anvil?" She asked.
"Oh, the walls inside the rooms are enchanted with wind magic that prevents any sound from exiting the room," He answered as they stopped in front of a door that had the number 8 beside the door, and under the number was a green bar with the words 'available' written on it.
"Here's yer station; just go inside and start working on whatever project ye are planning. Note that the timer starts as soon as ye fire up the furnace or use the grinder," He explained as he knelt down and popped a special key inside a keyhole. He then turned it around five times, and each time she heard some kind of mechanism winding up.
"There, ye can enter now lass. If ye want to stop early, there's a lever near the furnace that will reset the timer to zero." He explained further.
Nirra nodded and opened the door that led inside the room. As soon as the door closed behind her, the bar beneath the number turned red with the words 'occupied' written on it.
Nirra took a look around; the room was like home. It was cramped thanks to the many pieces of equipment and tools used for forging and casting. To her right was a stockpile of different metals, including copper, iron, tin, brass, and steel ingots. In front of her was the anvil, and further than that were the two furnaces that have metal parts that connect to the ceiling; she guessed that is ventilation. To her left was an apron made from leather, along with the grinder and the casting station, which included molds, sand, and even different-sized wooden frames. Next to that is a crafting station that has all the different woodworking tools she could need, along with a small stockpile of wood beside it. All the different tools she needs for casting, forging, and crafting were displayed on a wooden table to her right.
Nirra was impressed by the sheer number of materials and tools at her disposal—all of that for just 10 silver per hour. It's practically a bargain. So to start, she put on the leather apron that hung on her left and unloaded her electric motor. She placed the electric motor on the crafting station, with both terminals for her feet on the floor. She grabbed all the tools she needed from the table and noticed a sign on the wall that read:
"After you're done, please put the tools and equipment you used back in their rightful places. If not, I won't let you leave the building."
Nirra understood the memo and proceeded to grab a steel ingot to use on her electric drill to start making the frame of her double-barreled shotgun. What was weird is that she remembered all the parts needed for the shotgun of her choice, which was a Browning b25 Superposed. Even though the last time she worked with a shotgun was about 30 years ago, which includes the years she has been alive on this planet.
Whatever the reason as to why she could remember any firearm's parts in full detail, she had to put those thoughts aside for later and focus on starting to craft the Shotgun.
So she used the drill attachment to her electric motor and started slowly carved out the steel piece into a frame. The frame had two parts connected via a hinge; the hinge has a special notch that will come in handy in final assembly and another two notches that would go between on either side of the barrels for the spring loaded ejector to pop out the spent casings.
Since Hendrick told her that the timer starts when the furnace is turned on. She knew that the timer hadn't started, and she took full advantage of the loophole.
After about an hour, she had finished milling the steel into the frame, so she put the steel pieces inside a crucible, placed them inside the unlit furnace, and finally fired it up, starting the timer. She put some charcoal in it and ignited it with a doomslime core she carried with her in case she was caught stranded in the woods and needing to start a fire again.
The furnaces slowly came to life as the heat from the burning charcoal reached a temperature where it could melt steel. The smoke was being funneled into a vent attached to the furnace itself. While it melted the ingots, she started molding all the smaller parts, such as the trigger, hammer, sear, cocking rod, bolt, trigger, trigger guard, ejectors, firing pins, bolt release pin, top lever, barrel selector, and inertia weight, using a piece of clay. Although she did the same kind of alteration to the two firing pins and made a small notch on them so that the doomslime cores could be attached to them. The firing pins themselves are smaller compared to her Model 1873. She placed the wet clay pieces near the furnace so they would dry up. Once it was melted, she put on some thick gloves and placed the hardened clay inside a wooden frame. She then filled it up with sand and pushed it tight around the clay. Once it was tightly packed, she slowly removed the molds, leaving a cavity into which she would pour the molten steel. She did so and used her frost magic to cool down the metal pieces quicker. Once cool, she took them out one by one and started using the grind wheel to grind off the rough edges along with the excess. After she was done sanding, the next step was to make the barrel. She wouldn't need to add rifling to it since shotgun barrels are usually smoothbore.
To start, She used the roller attachment on her electric motor. The Rollers squeezed the metal ingot so much that it started to elongate into a long rod, long enough for her needs. She measured the rod and found it to her specifications. She took it out of the frame, used a bigger drillbit on her electric motor, and placed it on the attachment that slowly dragged it towards the drill. She placed her feet on the terminals to inject it with some lightning magic to get it spinning. Once at the optimal RPM, she let go of the trigger of the attachment, which slowly bore into the rod. She used a bit of frost magic to cool the drill bit as it bore into the rod, and after it was done, she pulled out the frame, which revealed a steel rod with a rather large hole drilled right through it. She repeated this process until she had two rods, and after that, she checked for any defects on the parts she had made. After she checked and was satisfied, she rolled a heated steel rod into a spiraling cylindrical pattern which will serve as the mainspring, she repeated the same process again to produce two more but smaller springs for the firing pins and another two smaller high tension springs for the ejector.
She lost track of the time, so she needed to finish this quickly or just finish the main body now and the wooden parts at another time.
