Chapter 12: 11

Chapter 11 [At the mining town, Part 3]

 

[You are here. I have been waiting]

 

The following day. While rubbing my half-awake eyes, I followed the all-purpose map and reached the mine.

 

When I arrived, there stood the receptionist from yesterday.

 

[Eh? Why are you here Mr. Receptionist?]

 

[Who are you calling Mr. Receptionist. I am the site supervisor]

 

He boasted proudly. Rather, the site supervisor was doing reception? There is a limit to wasting human resource.

 

[Supervisor, the last person, is it this girl?]

 

[Can a girl do mining work? It's not like you hired her to be in charge of meals, right?]

 

Besides the supervisor was two men. While they looked the part, their physique is on the slender side and doesn't seem suited for mining labor.

 

Despite that, their expression was that of scorn. How unpleasant.

 

[Don't be like that. You too, your appearance isn't very suited for mining. Fitting clothes have been prepared so go and change behind that rock or something]

 

Whoosh, a set of worn-out work clothes was put in front of me.

 

[Unfortunately for you, I will work in this appearance]

 

Conveying that with a smile to him after glancing at the clothing. The supervisor raised his eyebrow for a moment and said [Well whatever. The collection point is here. Follow me] and pointed at the entrance while walking.

 

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With a lantern in hand, I turned left and right in the tunnel, going through the same scenery multiple times. Anybody who is not familiarized with this will surely get lost]

 

[Here we are. This is today's spot]

 

Suddenly I was greeted by the sight of torches illuminating the celling while deep in thoughts. The wideness of the area is comparable to that of a gymnasium.

 

[We hold the rights to excavate this area, dig as much as you like. After a good amount of soil have accumulated, place it on that trolley and transport it out]

 

Towards the spot where he nodded to was a well-used trolley. While it was within my expectation but this truly is a classic way of doing things.

 

[From what I see, you don't seem to own a pickaxe little girl. I will grace you with this]

 

I have stored all my tools in the bag of infinite capacity, but the supervisor is unaware of that fact and passed me a worn-out pickaxe. This is only usable as material.

 

Looking at the pickaxe without a single word, the supervisor said [Well, do your best] and sat down at the nearby rock. I see how it is, because he is the site supervisor, all he is going to do is watch others work]

 

[Hey woman, hurry up and begin]

 

[Don't drag!]

 

The two miners begin work as if they have done this a thousand time while yelling at me. In that case, witness the abilities of Mei the alchemist.

 

Letting up a deep breath, I retrieved the fully automated pickaxe from the bag and lined them up evenly.

 

[Oi oi, what are you going to do with those pickaxes after lining them up] I paid no heed to the ridicule from the supervisor.

 

[Go, fully automated pickaxe squad!]

 

Pointing at the mud wall while giving my instructions, the lump of steel at the ground sprung up with life and began eroding the rock. Yes, what a great feeling.

 

[W-what the hell is that]

 

Including the supervisor, the site personnel were all focused on the excavation work of the alchemist. Fufufu. Well, are you surprised!

 

There is a good amount of pickaxe with unparallel sharpness born from the ultimate cauldron. Thanks to that aggregate were piling up at a fast speed.

 

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[Little girl, are you a magus or something?]

 

[I am an alchemist] despite me replying with a harsher tone, it doesn't seem like the supervisor understood. His body was trembling as he stood up from the rock.

 

[Come on, hurry up and bring it outside]

 

He called out to the two worker who similarly were stunned by what they were witnessing. They returned to their senses, and replaced their pickaxe with a mesh that looked like dustpan to start the transportation.

 

[Ah, oi. We just need 5 trolley worth; you know that right?]

 

[Yes, I understand. However, I will take the surplus]

 

I heard the voice of the site supervisor from behind me. [We finished early so, could you help us with the transportation?] as he posts that question, he joined the two workers with a perplexed expression. Even then, it does seem tough to transport the soil via trolley with just three people.

 

[Umm, I do not understand the in and out of mining, but at this rate no matter how fast the excavation is there's no point if there's isn't enough transporter. Is there any way I wonder]

 

Looking at the soil that have built up to the size of a small hill, then at the three man desperately working, I took out the cauldron and recipe book.

 

...There is it. Let's go with this.

 

What I found was the fully automated scoop. The necessary material is wood, steel and of course, fairy stone. All of them can be found inside the bag, the quantity that could be produced seems to be 5.

 

[Well then, let's start mixing!]

 

I immediately begin the crafting process. It was a familiar sight with material being dumped in, rainbow color and of course, the final product.

 

[Failure is not in my dictionary]

 

Declaring that to no one in particular, I immediately put the fully automated scoop to use. Similar to the pickaxe, soil was being loaded on to the trolley at lightning speed. Alright, this is twice the speed! Hahaha--!

 

I took a sit on the of a rock, and laughed as the automated tools did whatever they needed to. It's a little too late to be saying this but so this is how it feels to be the site supervisor.

 

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[P-please stop it---!]

 

By before noon of the day, the supervisor was in tears.

 

Well, that would be the case. The excavation site that was originally the size of a gymnasium have been expended to 1.5 its size. That would be due to the destruction of bedrock with explosive which changed the terrain.

 

Currently the amount of soil that have been excavated, converted to trolley unit would be......about more than 20 trollies. I stopped counting halfway so I do not know the exact number.

 

[Alright then, as per the contract I will be claiming the surplus soil]

 

After the completion of work and exiting, there was literally a mountain mixed with ore made out of a molehill.

 

With the amount that far surpassed expectations, [I don't mind but, how are you going to move it] the supervisor posed the question with a pessimistic expression which I assured him [Don't worry, this bag can fit everything] while hitting the exterior.

 

Next, I opened the bag, and the sound made was as if a vacuum cleaner was sucking up the ground. While this much was in my expectation, it's still a spectacle.

 

[Now I need research the crafting method for gemstone......let's see]

 

After witnessing the small bag drinking up the hill, I flipped through the page of the recipe book besides the flabbergasted trio. There it is. Ruby and also sapphire. Both familiar names.

 

By the way, regarding the bag of unlimited capacity. It possesses the ability to disassemble material but it can also store an item in its current state. Both of these functions can be controlled by my will easily. This is why completed product such as the bomb, map and tent aren't changed into their base material.

 

Thus, with the disassembly function, it meant that I basically got a large number of ore from the soil. The hill in front is truly a treasure pile.

 

[Great, I am done!]

 

Eventually the mountain that was several times that of a person's height was packed nicely into the bag. The weight also didn't change when I carried it. As expected of a cheat time.

 

They say life is about trying, wasting no time I toss the abrasive and ruby ore into the cauldron. In a short while, a glittering gemstone was born. Normally this process would require a skilled craftsman to spend days polishing was skipped, amazing.

 

[Before I forget, I recall the reward for the request was 3000 Fol. Tomorrow, I will come over to collect it so please be sure to prepare it, ok?]

 

Conveying that to the supervisor and putting out the gemstone to the sunray, I left the mine with a satisfied face.

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