Epic of Bee - Chapter 233

“You can come back in now, and thank you for that,” I said as I poked my head out the door, but she wasn’t anywhere near the door.

I looked out where everyone was moving in their proper places, just as I had orchestrated. That took a lot of planning, but the end result had been more than worth it.

In the center of the room, I had a three-tier hexagonal pedestal that acted as a place for people to rest when they were on break. There was also a large clock that I had built on it that rotated so everyone could see the time.

Jess was sitting there alone; break wasn’t for another fifteen minutes, and the buzzer would go off, so everyone stopped and did their shutdowns at the same time. I walked over to Jess, having to make a couple of timed pauses as people flew by with parts.

“What are you doing?” I asked as I sat about two feet away from Jess on the lowest platform that was about two feet tall.

“I came over here so I would be in the buzz of everything so I wouldn’t overhear your conversation. This is also very interesting to watch; how are the workers all able to move without hitting each other? There are so many of them moving around and flying by each other. Why do they all seem not to have a care in the world? How can they all act so relax?” Jess asked curiously as she looked around.

I was split down the middle about this. So far, everything that Jess has said and done has been fine, even the mess she made with her notes.

I would try to be less resistant to her, but three were still unconvinced and watching her like a hawk. Jess might be acting this way to gain my trust and lull me into a false sense of security.

“I created specific flight paths for everyone, and everyone has time to move on. If you watch closely, you will see people finish their tasks and then wait to move, watching the clock up here,” I said, pointing up to the clock on the top of the pedestal that was spinning slowly.

“No way! That is more than impressive, and I was going to say it was kind of silly to have the clock moving, but that is a great reason! Do you think that we would go and look over some of the things that I brought with me?” Jess asked me as she slowly inched closer.

She was attractive with soft white fur on the backs of her arm, and her face was hard to look at. Each time I did, every part of me started to get worked up about just how cute her innocent face was with her crystal blue eyes.

“Yes,” I said, standing up and looking away as I waited for her.

“Can I walk with you this time? Last time I had to dodge people to get here,” Jess explained as she came up right beside me.

She was shorter than me, almost a full head, and she reached for my hand. I tried not to act like an idiot, but I stiffened, getting nervous as my mind fought with itself, and I slipped into my head, slowing the world down.

Two parts said this was another ploy, and then the other six were split down the middle. Three said that a girl was trying to take my hand, and then the other three told me she was asking for help.

I closed my eyes, and centered all my minds, and pressed them back together, taking a deep breath. I needed to stop using this way to do things for natural actions; I let the breath out and slowed my heart, pulling myself free.

“Yes, I will teach you the timing so you can come back here again if you want,” I said as I took Jess’s hand that felt soft and warm in mine.

“Thank you, I would like that,” Jess said to me, but she kept her eyes forward.

“When the first one passes you here from the Mold Press Station, Walk to the first ring, then count to three,” I said as I pointed to the place I was talking about to the left and then the rings I had on the ground, and Jess nodded, so I continued. “Then five feet forward to the second ring on the floor; pause for five seconds, then you are good to completely cross.”

“Okay, I can remember that,” Jess said, nodding her head, still looking forward, but I thought there might be some redness in her cheeks.

Then the Ferret Folk worker flew by in one of the black and yellow resist all bodysuits, and we stepped forward. After we were past and back in the office, Jess started to go through her papers again until she found the one that she was looking for.

“Can you take a look at this? You are familiar with Wind Stones, right?” Jess asked me as she handed me the papers she had found.

“We call the Levi-Stone, but yes, I have created numerous things using them, but what are you going to be launching with this? The speed the object will be traveling at will cause it to disintegrate from the resistance from the air, right?” I asked as I flipped through the pages, surprised by what this was.

It was a gun that threw the projectile rather than using an explosive charge or compressed gas. The problem was that it was using a Levi-Gem, and that was getting smashed into an Enchanted dampening pad, and that would be like instantly moving the object forward one thousand five hundred feet.

“Tungsten rods and they will be shot from space. We already have satellites above Kadeon, and this will be one of the greatest weapons we have ever created! But I want you to show me how to make it blow up but making it look like a big accident,” Jess said as she walked up to me, looking me in the eyes.

What?