The Mech Touch novel Chapter 3747

Chapter 3747 - Ginger

Ves leaned his head against his fist as he tried to figure out what he was missing.

After creating five different coin presses, he failed to make any progress. Why was it so hard to nail down a device that could produce living coins by itself?

"Conventional solutions won't cut it. I have tried all of the fairly obvious solutions, to no avail. There are rules in play that prevent my work from fulfilling its purpose."

He wouldn't be suffering from this problem as much if he stuck to producing mechs. While they also required a human element in order to make them alive, he could at least leave this job to mech technicians.

"Is that what I'm missing? The human element?"

Working off this premise, he designed a sixth iteration of his coin minter before he called in a random mech technician who was on shift in the production hall.

"You called, patriarch?"

"Yes. Please head over there and operate this new coin producer of mine. Don't worry. I will pass on everything you need to do your job."

The mech technician was bright and eager, but unfortunately that was not enough to make a difference. The Cat Coins that the technician produced suffered from the same absence of life as the ones that came before!

"Thank you for your services. You can return to your regular duties."

Ves grew a bit more depressed now that he had failed again. Although he understood that this was a normal process whenever he tried to innovate a new solution to a difficult problem, what frustrated him was that he did not obtain any information that could nudge him in the right direction.

Even if he made a hundred different coin presses, as long as he did not come up with a radical new approach, he wouldn't be able to make any meaningful progress towards his goal!

As Ves racked his brain for a tangent that was different and promising enough to make this project succeed, his comm suddenly chimed.

He accepted the hail. A projection of his wife as well as the baby in arms appeared in front.

Gloriana curiously her husband and his surroundings. The different variations of failed coin presses were highly distinctive.

"What are you doing, Ves?"

"I'm just working on a little engineering project." Ves dismissively waved his hand. "Why are you calling? Shouldn't you be preparing to bear your next designer baby?"

"About that. I have just started the process with the Larkinson Biotech Institute and the geneticists from Witshaw & Yeneca. They just asked me to decide on how our baby should appear, and I was thinking about introducing a little more variety in our family."

"Like what?" Ves curiously asked.

"Hair color, for a start. Aurelia here has inherited the same dark hair as us, and I am happy for that." Gloriana preened as she planted a kiss on their daughter's head. "I originally thought it was fine for our second daughter to inherit the same trait as well, but then I thought that it would be great if we can introduce more variety."

"You called me just for this? Gloriana, changing hair color can be done at any point in someone's life. If I want to become a blond, I can drop by the Dragon's Den and put myself under a machine that replaces all of my hair follicles in less than an hour."

"That's not the point, Ves. This is our child's natural appearance we are talking about. How she is born into our reality and how she looks as she grows up will define her self-image for times to come. I want Aurelia and our second daughter to treat each other as close as sisters. I don't want them to think that they are too alike to each other."

This was a decent argument. Ves seriously contemplated it for a moment and thought it was fine if his family gained a little variety.

It didn't have to be permanent anyway. If his second daughter didn't like her hair color, she could get a quick fix that would allow her to possess the same dark hair as her parents.

"Okay, suppose I am okay with this. What do you have in mind?"

"Blond is too extreme and brown is too subtle of a change. What do you think about red or ginger?"

"Red?"

That was an interesting hair color. It also came in many subtle varieties, ranging from orange to a shade closer to maroon.

He liked this choice. "Okay. Do it then. Do you have any other changes in mind?"

She shook her head. "No. Our genes are already perfect enough that our children will become beautiful regardless of how they grow. I will fill you in on all of the planned specifications of our second baby once I return to the Spirit of Bentheim. Her design will be absolutely stellar!"

"I hope so as well. Is Aurelia looking forward to getting a little sister?"

The young lady cradled in Gloriana's arms curiously tilted her head. "Sister? Want!"

Ves and Gloriana chatted for another minute before they ended the call.

"Hopefully, the doctors will be ready to implant a fetus in my belly within a month. I am looking forward to bearing another life in my belly. Aurelia will soon be able to take charge over her future sister!"

"Sister!"

The call ended, leaving Ves alone in his workshop.

He looked thoughtful as he mulled over Gloriana's last words. There was something about them that made him think about a different solution.

"Instead of producing the coins… how about growing them?" He proposed.

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