"Oh, I see! You're planning to recreate cement in the game to test how accurately it simulates development. That's a great idea—using the recreation of macroscopic physical and chemical laws to tell whether it's real or not.
How did I not think of that?"
On a patch of wasteland not far from the Adventurers' Guild, Mengha had just entered the game. Wearing the novice robe Sister Cement had given her, she leaned on her novice staff like a walking stick. After hearing the explanation from Ashes of Construction, her eyes lit up and she praised them:
"You're a clever bunch, and your approach is exactly what I'd expect from practical-minded engineers. I admit, I have a lot to learn from you."
"Learn from us, my foot. I feel like this pretty lady's just calling us idiots."
The nearby Bricklayer sighed, looking both pained and discouraged.
"This is our third attempt. Ashes of Construction and I asked the local workers to find every similar material we could near Scarlet Keep, but none of our attempts have gone very well. We don't know what we're doing wrong!
"We knew there wouldn't be any ready-made raw materials in Transia, so we followed the 'old-timers' method and fired clay-bearing limestone to make a hydraulic binder.
"In theory, this stuff should work as a low-grade cement. But every time we add water, it turns brittle. There's no way we can use it to build houses."
"Yeah."
Ashes of Construction looked just as pained. Adjusting the expensive noble's glasses perched on his nose, he said:
"The spell that turns fossil into mud is really handy, but we're builders. We can't bring a few psychics everywhere we go, can we? And Brother Stick has placed an order with us. He's about to head to the Dark Baron's