The players' performance had not disappointed Chu Guang after all.
The two metallurgy majors only took two days to produce the tools the "weapon shop proprietress" needed.
They had even improved the blast furnace along the way, cleverly solving the problem of air bubbles in castings made through crude steelmaking methods.
The finished castings included a boring tool, a turning tool, and a milling cutter.
Although they were all cast pieces, their strength was quite reliable. With proper care and maintenance, they would last a few months without a problem.
Besides that, there was also a dual-rail threaded caliper modified from screws, steel bars, and scrap gears. One side of the caliper was connected to a winch with a driveshaft and handle.
This thing could convert torque into horizontal thrust through its gears. Every notch the winch turned would push the tool holder on the caliper horizontally by exactly one millimeter.
Though this contraption was nowhere near as efficient as an electric lathe, it could still make do for precision machining at the millimeter level.
The only thing Chu Guang found himself unable to complain about was probably the IDs of the two guys who had completed these commissions.
One was called Who'll Smell My Athlete's Foot, and the other was called I Need to Use the Toilet.
What the hell kind of names were those...
Anyway, based on the orders posted outside the warehouse, the two earned a whopping eighty silver coins in total, forty each.
According to their plan, they intended to grind Contribution for a week first and save up two thousand points as soon as possible, so they could buy a plot of land in front of the sanatorium.
The rewards for making tools had given them a taste of the good life.
They planned to