Building The Perfect Harem In A Post Apocalyptic World Chapter 9: Tier 2 And Other Small Miracles(I)

By the ti the sung hung up in the sky the next morning ca Michael was already awake.

He had been up for about an hour sitting with the Blueprint Interface open in his vision, running through the remaining upgrade requirents for the third ti like the numbers were going to change if he looked at them long enough.

They were actually pretty reasonable which was the thing keeping him from going back to sleep, the itch of sothing being close enough to touch.

The workbench was the first thing he had to work on. He checked the storage unit quietly so as not to wake anyone and found out he already had most of what he needed sitting right there, salvaged materials from the Floor 6 sweep over the past three days that he had been stockpiling without a specific plan for.

A little rearranging, a small purchase from the shop to cover the gap and the workbench blueprint confird.

[Basic Workbench — Materials confird. Ready to build.]

He placed it in the corner of the second bedroom near the window, the only spot that made spatial sense, and watched it assemble itself in a shimr of blue light that he still found quietly satisfying every single ti.

Solid wood and steel framing, a flat work surface with tool hooks along the side. It looked real because it was real and that was still sothing his brain hadn’t fully made peace with.

One down.

The Periter Alert System was the second and final unlock he needed. The materials were more specific, two sensor components and a power coupling that he didn’t have in storage, so he opened the shop and bought them straight and watched them appear on the workbench he had just built which felt like the system showing off a little.

[Periter Alert System — Materials confird. Ready to build.]

He placed it as a wall mounted unit near the front door, a slim panel with a soft amber light that pulsed slowly when inactive and would pulse red when it detected movent within range.

It was basic at Tier 1 but it ant he would know sothing was coming before it reached the door and right now that was everything.

The panel assembled itself and the amber light blinked on.

Michael stepped back and looked at it for a mont.

Then the interface updated.

[Base Tier 1 — Shelter: 100% complete.]

[Tier 2 unlocked — Outpost.]

[New blueprints available: Watchtower, Reinforced Windows, Power Grid Foundation, Greenhouse, Barracks.]

[Territory Pulse range increased. Periter extended.]

He stood in the quiet of his apartnt at six in the morning with everyone still asleep around him and read the notification twice.

He had done it, he was finally Tier 2!

Nobody was awake to see it and the city outside was the sa ruined groaning ss it always was and nothing about the physical world had changed in any way that mattered. But sothing in his chest settled into place like a gear that had finally caught and he stood there for a mont just letting it.

Then he opened the barracks blueprint because he had five people sleeping on a couch and a floor and two bedrooms between them and that was the actual problem requiring actual solutions.

[Barracks — Converts a designated room into sleeping quarters. Capacity scales with room size. Requires: x12 Steel Fras, x8 Wood Panels, x4 Mattress Components. Cost if purchased: 220 SP.]

He had enough. He bought the materials and looked at the second bedroom where Dr. Kang was currently asleep and decided that conversation could wait until she was awake and had coffee in her.

He sat back down on the floor and pulled up the full Tier 2 blueprint list and started planning the next two weeks.

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Dr. Kang was the first one up after him, which didn’t surprise him. She ca out of the bedroom at around seven.

"That’s new," she said staring at the door.

"It’s a periter alert. I put it up this morning."

She looked at it for a mont then at the workbench visible through the bedroom doorway. Then at Michael sitting on the floor with an expression she was clearly trying to understand.

"You built all these while we were asleep," she said.

"Quietly," he said.

She looked at him for a long mont then looked away. Dr. Kang was not soone who let things slide past her and she was not soone who asked questions she didn’t already have a partial answer to.

"Coffee?" he asked.

She blinked. Then sothing in her expression shifted very slightly toward sothing warr. "You have coffee."

"Maya found so. It’s rationed though."

She sat down across from him on the floor, which surprised him a little, he had expected her to take the chair. She sat with her back straight and her hands around her knees and looked at the periter panel again.

"How are you doing this," she said.

She was not aggressive or pushing him to answer she was just curious.

"Doing what?"

She gave him a look that said she was not going to pretend that was a real answer and he had the good sense to feel slightly embarrassed about trying it.

"I have a system," he said carefully. "It lets build things and buy things. That’s the short version."

She was quiet for a mont. "And the long version?"

"Involves a lot more questions I don’t have answers to yet."

"Does it work," she said.

"It’s gotten us here."

She nodded once like that was a sufficient data point and filed it away sowhere and moved on. "Shin’s fever broke overnight. She’ll need to stay off the leg for at least two more days but she’s not in danger."

"Good."

"She’s going to push that tiline the mont she feels well enough to argue about it."

"Noted."

The corner of Dr. Kang’s mouth moved. Just barely. "I’m a physician. Internal dicine, before." She said reflecting on how the world was in shambles now"If you have dical supplies I can manage a proper clinic setup. It would be useful."

Michael thought about the Tier 2 blueprint list sitting open in his vision. A clinic wasn’t on it yet but the workbench was there and the storage unit was there and at Tier 3 a full dical bay unlocked.

"I’m working on it," he said. "Give a week."

She looked at him steadily. "A week."

"Maybe less."

She nodded again. "Then I’ll make do with what we have until then." She paused. "The coffee."