"Stat Screen?" Alicia thought slowly while watching this article in front of her.
"Mistress! you did it!!" Shiru screamed, bringing Alicia out of her reflection.
"Yesssss!I did, didn't I? How did I even do that!?" Alicia celebrated with a fun awkward smile.
"I am so proud of you! Now we are one step closer to making your first doll… Golem."
"Oh, can I take a 10-minute break for a bit? That one took the mental energy out of me,"
"Sure, Mistress.!!!"
Alicia stretched her hands as a mana formation constructed on the ground below her and covered the scenery.
It went down after a while, and the surroundings changed to a fancy chamber with a reflective table in the middle that beautified the enclosure, a mighty chandelier situated on the ceiling, exotic plants on the sides that danced around the space, and a fireplace menacingly crackling with azure-colored flames.
Alicia tiredly removed the enchanted white lab coat embellished with striped pink lines and the translucent glove that tightly hugged her hand with an alluring reflective appearance and put in a dark brown handheld container that seemed like it had way more space than it was supposed to as it sucked in the fabric.
Underneath the coat was a red as-blood sweater that emitted a lovely hue with a metallic outline and a blue love-shaped art in its chest that beat like an actual heart.
Alicia extended her up and did some stretches, relieving her tensed-up back as she lay down on the spot with a chair instantly materializing from the ground in individual parts and abruptly merging.
"Ahhhhhh... This feels great!"
Alicia said with an unbothered tone as she sank into the soft cotton chair.
"Now, now what is this?!"
She closed her eyes and breathed in deeply before willing a document to appear before her in an orangish red blaze and a sparky sound.
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Stat-
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Alicia skipped all the initials and clicked on the stat screen, causing it to light up and compelling the words to change.
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Definition of the stat screen:-
The stat screen shows detailed information about the user's (Alicia) status. The status is made up of multiple aspects like- knowledge, equipment used, and a skill tree that shows future machines.
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Alicia skimmed through, absorbing the words on it at a rapid speed with superb concentration. After going over the lines of text, she clicked an arrow sign at the top right and was about to click another line before a voice interrupted her.
"Mistress, I prepared dinner!!!" Shiru came flying:-above the ground carrying a tray with a bowl of rice and eggs above her head with a glass of blue wine that glowed like stars in the sky, wrapped around her small hands that held a napkin in its palm.
Alicia noticed she no longer wore her business suit but a mini pristine chef uniform.
"Huh…Ooh! Thank you, Shiru, "
Alicia pushed the paper to the side as Shuru dropped the tray to the table. She picked up her fork and knife and started eating happily with Shiru disappearing with a pop.
"That was really fast! You must have been quite hungry too, Mistress?" Shiru said, materializing back and now wearing a black-white maid dress.
"Yes… but why aren't you eating?"
"Ughh~ No need to, watching you eat has already made me full!"
"I- ok!" Alicia stuttered as she lay back after finishing the snack, carrying the drink and gulping it down.
Shiru smiled as she carried the plate and flew away.
Alicia looked down at the paper she rejected earlier and inspected the stats.
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Technology level:- Detailed analysis of the host knowledge level and produced goods
Skill tree: Consciousness chip lv3——-> conciosness chip lv4(unlocked after making higher grade golems
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"Shiru?" Alicia called out, her eyes darting to Shiru, who just came in.
"Yes!"
"Can you explain this in a different way for me!?"
"Oh, sure, Mistress Alicia!"
"Thank you! Look… this one right here."
Alicia cheered as she pointed at the parchment.
Shiru took a look and answered, " When it recognizes something you achieved in terms of alchemy, it shows related fields that you can unlock... After unclosing, you will get enlightenment related to that, making it easier to grasp!"
"I- oh, I get what you mean! I appreciate that!" Alicia said, contemplating as she re-read the article with an intense stare.
Shiru smiled and summoned a watering can with her clothes morphing to a hazmat waterproof cloth as she flew out the windows, going above the silver garden while wielding the liquid container, causing a mini rainfall to appear above the vat of land.
Alicia smiled at the act and chuckled, "Show off!" whilst bringing out a gold book and unfurling it. She noticed that additional contents about the consciousness core opened up, with some more information about the parts of doll/golem Aliru 1.
She compared the stats screen and the book while nodding her head, fetching what she needed before standing up and collecting her coat.
"Shiru, I am going back to testing grounds if you need me for anything, you know where to find me," Alicia screamed out as she bridal carried the clothes.
"Roger that, Mistress!!!" Shiru said with a wave, mistakenly drenching the mansion, before reacting quickly and removing it.
Alicia laughed as a blue arc of mana covered her physique, and in a few moments, she vanished from the spot.
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(In a protracted luxurious hallway that expanded for meters on end.)
"I told you, that you should have called me pope, June!"
Fernando, dressed in a ceremonial white robe with a rose-colored translucent glass crown on his head, said with a smile as he and his crew trolled past mighty snow-colored pillars entangled with thin luminous gold dragons around them.
The pillars were neatly arranged by the sides like a row of skyscrapers.
The entrance looked like something from the god's domain as a white-radiant carpet embellished with numerous five-pointed gold stars beautified the floor.
June's eyes twitched, and her mouth under a night raven face mask quivered. A lady who walked by them chuckled at June.
The lady wore a reflective tight dress which heavily indicated the busty figure it latched in its grasp and revealing gaps in its visage that left little to one's imagination.
"What are you laughing at, harlot?!"
June replied to the laughing woman, not looking pleased with her presence in the slightest bit.
"June...play nice, and Katherine--stop patronizing her!"
Fernando said in a commanding voice as he trekked forward majestically.
"Hmph!" June scowled with a shrug of her shoulders, provoking the black-white flowing cape on her shoulders to shift like a divine flag on an imperial pole as she trod forward in her white leather armor, inducing a holy-rogue-like disposition.
Although it seemed like it was only the three, there was, however, a cloaked-massive man with a white spear who followed them at the back like a medieval bouncer.
Soon, a gap of sunlight in the shape of a gate appeared in their front, and they crossed through the opening in great strides.
"ALL HAIL THE NEW POPE!!!"
A vociferous domineering sound pervaded the landscape with immaculate unity, shaking the center in the process, with the soldiers roaring as they raised their blades to the skies.
Fernando arrogantly glanced down at the sea of people with no end in sight that neatly arranged themselves on the hexagonal red platform, surpassing a million in number.
The worshippers of the church and visitors from afar, nobles, merchants, dukes, citizens, etc., all paid their respects. As order magicians received the command, they created an enormous photo portrait of Fernando in the sky with his hand on his white tuxedo.
Magical fireworks beautified the skies with their heavenly beauty like a seaside rainbow, provoking the persons on the ground to chant once more.
"HAIL THE POPE!"
"HAIL THE POPE!"
"HAIL THE POPE!"
"HAIL THE POPE!"
"HAIL THE POPE!"
"HAIL THE POPE!"
"HAIL THE POPE!"
"HAIL THE POPE!"
Fernando silently chuckled, and as his hair blocked his complexion, he said, "Yes...hail your new pope!" while a vicious expression made it on his mug with a dangerous red light radiating from his iris. However, as soon as the hair unblocked his gaze. His eyes showed endless warmth and all-encompassing kindness, with a charming and friendly smile like that of of a Canadian resident, garnishing his face as he raised his hands to them like a 100-year-old priest.
"Hail the pope....!"