"I'm finally done!" Layn screamed from the bottom of his lungs, falling down on the hard bricks that made up the floor of the kitchen. "After two damned days, I finally did it!" he praised himself, even more, adoring the crude result of his poor craftsmanship.
For the last two days, Layn had a single task. To turn the bricked structure called a kitchen into a real one. And to do that, there were more than just a few utensils that he had to prepare.
First came the fridge. Obviously, without all the complicated chipsets, coolers, and liquid coolant, Layn had no way to even approach the topic from the usual, technical standpoint. Creating a fridge that people from his original time would consider a fridge was just impossible.
But what would be magic worth if it couldn't substitute for technology in situations like this?
