Industrial revolution starting with the undead

"Yes."

"Okay, now you've succeeded"

Catalyst - "Fairy Scale Powder" and "Arv Bone Powder" could not be replicated, but "Mithril Powder" could be replicated without problems.

In Chris' replication magic, something with little magic - something of biological origin - cannot be replicated. Only those of abiotic origin, such as metals and ores, can basically be replicated. So the carriage on a regular Fleetberg flight that Chris asked me to replicate can be made of metal.

"Hmm..."

Confirm what was actually replicated in the Magic Vision (search), but its nature is exactly the same as the real one. The only thing not replicated is the engraving magic granted to the vial.

Checking with the appraisal eye (Judgeeye), you can think of 'name: $&' "# 'as a mysterious line after all, but the thing itself is the same. Make sure you put the real misrill powder on the shelf and hold the replicated misrill powder in your hand.

"All right... well, let's try it"

Mithrilled powder in your right hand - drop some of it into your left palm.

It looks like just iron powder when you look at it this way, but even this part of it would be dozens of gold coins if it were real. It's too much to spend on experiments.

It's really good to have Chris.

……

Pass the magic to the misthrilled powder.

Along with that, the mythrill powder integrated with my magic changes its nature. My magic fills, solidifies, mixes, and determines the nature of the catalyst. And that information comes in to me, integrated as well.

By the magic I put through, mythrill powder shows obvious changes, and drifting magic loses its way. That diffused in the air and disappeared.

And all that remained in my palm was powder with only a slight residue of magic.

"I see, 'hardened'... that's pretty tough too. In small quantities, it can be granted extensively. If used in armor, you mean a catalyst that gives the whole thing a misrillic hardness"

……

"You know why this is so expensive... if you give it to weapons and protective equipment, it's like turning it all into a misrill"

I left it on Fleetberg territory, and if I grant it to Death Knight, it's going to be so strong. It means that all the whole body armor is misrilled and both hands swords become misrilled. It means you can do the most powerful soldier that any weapon can't pierce.

Looks like the replica will activate fine, and I'll save the rest of the misrilled powder and try it when I get home.

"Chris."

"Yes."

"Duplicate all the products you have here. Just what you can do. If you're done replicating it, leave it on the shelf."

"Yes."

"What's replicated... right. Put me in that crate over there."

"Yes."

There will be many more of biological origin than being catalysts, but there are also many ores and metals.

I'm going to work on studying other catalysts, biological ones, while Chris replicates them for me.

One by one, while wiping away the dust, apply demonic vision (search) and check the catalyst's magic passage to solve the elusive maze. And predict what changes will happen if magic passes, and how internal magic will change. Theory around here is something I learned at the School of Magic.

I decided to start by putting the catalysts on the shelves from the beginning.

The analysis is complete and we return it to the shelf from what we were able to confirm. That would also eliminate the need to double.

The clearer the floor, the more successful I will be in analyzing the catalyst.

"Mmm."

"As always, that's awesome..."

With a slightly sleepy look, Chris picks up one catalyst at a time and uses replication magic. Try it for a while and put anything you can't use back on the floor, and if the replication succeeds, put the replica in a crate and put the real thing on the shelf. You were doing exactly as I was supposed to.

What Chris replicated for me, you'll just have to pass the magic later. It's easy to actually pass magic and get that information. You can put it together later.

"Okay."

I set myself in the mood and, facing the catalyst 'Fairy Scale Flour' as it were, began my quest for a very small maze of magic - flowing into an extremely small grain of powder.

"Sashima"

"Yeah...... yeah? Hey, what's up?

"Chris, I'm on my way."

"Oh...... speaking of which, you did. I'll take care of it."

"Yes."

Chris, who had been following my orders for a while to replicate the catalyst, was told abruptly so.

Speaking of which, Chris' job was cleaning and laundry. The job will have to be done properly, beyond being a habitat. I, too, have to go back and cook dinner at noon.

It would be best if Chris could also be left to cook. The world is full of things that don't work out so well.

I finally finished analyzing The Fairy Scale Powder, wrote down what I noticed, and I turn my shoulders. Analyzing without passing magic is something that takes a long time.

It's still early in the day, and I guess it's okay if I just let Chris go back and I go back before noon to cook dinner, too.

Listening to the footsteps of Chris leaving, I face the next catalyst - the bone powder of the Art.

Even if he dies and his body is boned, he still seems to have tremendous magic power, so much so that he looks dazzled when he is a Demonic Vision (search). Confirm the strength and weakness of the magic among them, and untie the very small maze.

Yeah, he said I was focused.

"Jin! Whoa! Jin!

"Huh..."

It was Eleonora who rolled up the dust and came inside the store, along with her heavy footsteps.

Is the outfit asleep or is she dressed in a lovely cat-drawn sleeping roll? Is glasses on the blush head her off mode?

But why...

"Explain, Jin!

"Yes......?

"Why is that kid using light time retrospective magic?!? My furniture is all like new!?

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Oh, speaking of which.

Chris' uncle 'was an uninterrupted substitute.