Intuition and Luck

007.

"200%? This is huge, though."

Sitting back down at the desk I had abruptly sprung up from, I calmed my excitement and began gauging the utility of Second, Delphine's trait, [ Positivist ].

For instance, her [Shooting★★], which already had double passion stars, would grow rapidly, and Second might become a god of shooting in no time.

"No, wait, what kind of drawback is this?"

[ Cannot gain proficiency through books, oral tradition, or Revelations, but proficiency gain from directly performed work is +200%. ]

It was interesting that 'Revelation' was included here.

If it was like this, for example, even if I spent 500pt to teach her how to make something like a trap, it meant she wouldn't believe it, would try to make it her own way, fail, and only then realize how to do it.

She really was a stubborn-as-a-mule character.

But having someone like her around made things interesting. So shouldn't I just prioritize raising what she was already good at?

"Oho. Quite lively. Shall we try maxing out just her shooting first?"

[ Balance: 4,500pt ]

Meanwhile, although buying Vivian was still a long way off, thanks to a few events, I had accumulated enough points that I no longer had to groan over using a single Revelation.

Excluding the emergency 1,000pt, I felt I could invest a bit more aggressively now.

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Meanwhile, Vivian's faith was being questioned by Second.

"Kheh kheh, what kind of conversation is this again?"

And thinking there must be a reason why Second was still acting so tsun-tsun, I looked around and found the cause.

[ Faith Level: 0 ]

Second, Delphine's current Faith Level.

Earlier, Delphine had let out a realizing sound saying "Ah...", followed by a pop-up saying [ Delphine's Faith Level has increased by +30. ], so I wondered what it was...

'To think it was 0.'

It must have been in the negative state originally.

Since she witnessed the benefit clearly with her own eyes, her stat had risen as a [ Positivist ].

Meanwhile, Vivian had [ Faith Level: 65 ].

Perhaps because Vivian's Faith Level was 65 rather than 100, it felt less like absolute devotion and more like she was focused on not being hated.

Seeing that Third also had [ Faith Level: 3 ], I speculated that reaching the unwritten rule of around 50 would probably allow direct Revelations to each of them.

Vivian's gaze soon returned to the spoils of war.

I hurried to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠inspect them as well. A pile of plain leather.

The pack cows had dropped everything they were carrying before fleeing. Scanning it, it was worth about 4,000 silver coins.

"Kheeek!! This is the sweet taste of victory."

Through a single free-loader operation, I accidentally hit a huge windfall.

Third, brought over by Second, displayed [ Dazed. ] on her status window.

"Mwahaha, this is all this Outer God-nim's sheer dumb luck."

I muttered words that they couldn't possibly hear.

However, Third suddenly displayed [ Hesitated ], followed quickly by [ Nodded head ].

Vivian asked Third, startled.

Wondering what Third was rambling about now, I sat up straight in my chair and scratched my head in confusion.

"M-Me?"

That was true. A human moved 5 tiles per tick on the map while a rhino moved 6 tiles, so I just thought it would work out reasonably well and went for it.

Hearing that, I slapped my knee.

"That's why it's bizarre!"

'N-No.'

In truth, it was intuition and luck. I had played so much that I gained the experience to feel that such a distance would work, and I simply pushed through on that gut feeling.

The rest was just luck.

After all, didn't the AIs always gloss over whatever I did and hype it up convincingly?

This seemed to be a similar case.

"Oho."

Third had a side to her that was somehow airheaded yet sharp.

That was the truth.

For now, I had no intention of coveting those leathers. This would serve as great seed money.

While it was fine to just pick them up and sell them directly, tailoring them into items before selling would yield even more money.

And wasn't our mythomaniac-genius-feeling Third sitting on [Crafting★★]?

Furthermore, I knew very well which items sold for high prices.

I immediately clicked Issue Revelation.

[ Balance: 4,400pt ]

Vivian momentarily displayed [ Gazing at the sky ] before conveying the message.

Third's character flinched.

Third began complaining as a mountain of work suddenly fell upon her.

Ttiring—.

[ Issue Revelation: Intermediate Clothing Recipe: 500pt ]

"Oho, so it works after all."

Looking at this, it seemed there was a distinction between ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a colonist's talent stat and whether they possessed the actual knowledge to perform a task.

Third had talent in crafting, but since she didn't know the recipe, I would have had to issue a Revelation every time, but I had just confirmed a way to bypass that by unlocking it.

Then I immediately clicked <Approve>.

[ Balance: 3,900pt ]

Instantly, a flash sparkled above Third's head.

I chuckled seeing Third curse out loud only to immediately comply.

Soon, the three sisters split up the work to move the cargo inside the settlement.

Given the heavy weight, it was only after the three of them made about eight back-and-forth trips that everything was brought inside.

And starting that day, I drew up and sent down a new work assignment schedule.

Third was all-in on duster crafting.

Second on hunting.

First on cooking, chopping wood, planting flowers, and detaching and reattaching prosthetic legs.

"Oh... Please please please!!! Show up!!"

Ttiring!

[ Crafting Complete: Duster (Excellent) ]

"Ah... So close, so close. On to the next one, Third."

There was a gacha inside this game as well. It was the quality of crafted items.

Partly to farm crafting EXP, partly to manage home warehouse inventory, and partly to make items to sell at the shop.

I was watching the items Third was creating. As her level rose, the probability of pumping out high-quality items would increase.

'Ah, I really wish just one legendary would pop up.'

That was when it happened.

The moment the gauge for another duster Third was making filled to the brim, the screen smoothly darkened.

"Huh? What's this?!"

The completed duster floated into the air and began to slowly rotate. Golden thread-lines swirled like ripples across its surface.

Soon, bright sparkles formed along every stitch mark like stars igniting.

Chwaaaa—.

The light spread across the entire garment, engraving a grade emblem.

Ting!

With a clear ringing sound, the entire screen turned pure white.

[ Crafting Complete: Duster (Legendary) +500pt ]

"Woah!!! Holy fuck, it came out!! It dropped!!!"

I stood right up, shouting hurrah while stomping around the house. Then I came to my senses and watched the monitor again.

Realistically, the AI character didn't explicitly recognize a grade like 'Legendary', but felt a sense of incongruity to a subtle extent.

I quickly clicked <Issue Revelation>. This time, I was squandering points.

Soon the two sisters arrived, looking around wondering what was going on, and began inspecting the newly crafted duster as if sensing something extraordinary about it.

At my Revelation, First Vivian flinched, then hugged Third warmly as if moved.

Third blurted out timid lines as if unaccustomed to such an atmosphere.

I had no intention of selling a self-crafted Legendary item. Dusters cover defense for both upper and lower bodies and adapt to both warm and cold weather, making them all-around activity wear.

So it was perfect for a hunter.

I clicked Issue Revelation once again.

However, upon hearing my words, Vivian suddenly trembled for a moment before displaying [ In Panic ].

"Huh? What's this?"

I scratched my head in confusion at a reaction I hadn't anticipated at all.

'Don't tell me... is the AI designed to feel jealousy?'

"Man! That's way too detailed!"

I let out a sigh and decided to clean up the situation quickly.

Only then did Vivian stop panicking.

Meanwhile, Second, having received and put on the clothes, was chatting with Third while displaying [ Holding pistol and striking a pose ] on her status window.

Suddenly, the phrase 『My gun barrel shines and my trigger brings judgment』 came to mind.

Afterward, toward Vivian who had left that chaotic spot, I clicked Issue Revelation again.

'She's an AI... She's definitely an AI...'

Even so, I couldn't help but get immersed.

She wasn't even real, but my heart ached as if I had hurt the feelings of a filial daughter. Wondering what to say, I decided to ask honestly.

Then Vivian, who was displaying [ Hesitating ], asked.

Ttiring.

A pop-up window appeared instantly.

[ Turning Point: Would you like to reveal your nickname to your believer? ]

"Huh?"

It felt like an important choice.

And there were only [ Yes ] and [ No ] buttons.

'Ah... what should I let her know?'

In my mind, since I was a god after all, the names of all kinds of deities like Jesus, Buddha, and Allah surfaced.

For now, I clicked [ Yes ].

However, no input box appeared. I thought clicking [ Yes ] would bring up a field to type in the nickname, but the window closed immediately.

Suddenly, Vivian displayed [ Kneeling and gazing at the sky ].

"Huh??? Wait a second!!"

"A-Ah, no!!!"

Fuck, my gallery nickname got exposed!

"No, wait a minute!"

I frantically tried bringing up the message window again and clicked around various option windows, but there wasn't even a gap to fix it.

[ Vivian's Faith Level has increased by +10. ]

"Tch."

Somehow, since it was 'Reroll', it had a bit of an Indian or Buddhist deity vibe to it, so maybe it was fine.

Soon, I gave up.

Just then, Second came looking for Vivian.

I quickly gathered my wits. Now was not the time to be swept up in such emotions.

I hurriedly issued a new Revelation, and Vivian passed it right on to Second.

Because thanks to the rhino and beef, there was so much meat it was practically overflowing and rotting, so it wasn't the time to hunt. Rather, a freezer facility needed to be built to prevent it from spoiling.

'Regrettably, building a freezer requires a talent in [Construction], right?'

None of our three sisters possessed talent in [Construction].

Except for 'Long-term Service' Unit 1.

"Hmhmm..."

My eyes narrowed. It seemed I would really have to squeeze every last drop out of him.