Chapter 367 - 264: Things Are Looking Up, Fam

Chapter 367: Chapter 264: Things Are Looking Up, Fam

Having good material is the key to controlling internet traffic.

And Robert Stone, clearly, had plenty of it.

His invention seemed useless at first glance, and upon closer inspection, it really was. After all, you couldn’t imagine there were many people out there who lacked the finger strength for it but still insisted on getting into forehead-flicking contests with a Dwarf.

However, the desire for a good laugh is a universal need for any creature with even a modicum of intelligence.

The Dwarf Punisher wasn’t a good product, but it was an absolutely fantastic video idea.

"We are in desperate need of talented people like you right now!" Zog repeated.

"Aha! I just knew you had a keen eye and could see the immense potential in my invention. That’s why you’re the boss—you’re simply a cut above the rest."

While flattering Zog, Old Robert didn’t forget to take a couple of jabs at his own daughter.

"I wonder who it was... acting like this invention of mine was something to be ashamed of. When I asked her to bring it for you to see, she was so reluctant! I practically had to beg her. You should learn a thing or two from your boss. An assistant who doesn’t use their brain will be an assistant for life..."

"But—you—me—that thing... How could you... Why?"

As she stammered incoherently, a ridiculous thought suddenly popped into Elsa’s head.

’Zog isn’t praising Dad’s invention just to embarrass me, is he?’

’It really feels like something Zog would do.’

Zog, however, had no interest in whatever was going on between the father and daughter. What he needed to know now was whether Old Robt had made this thing because his brain was just naturally wired in such a peculiar way, or if it was a sudden flash of inspiration.

If it was the former, the man was a natural-born internet prodigy. If it was the latter, then he wouldn’t be able to consistently produce content for a single account.

So, Zog asked Old Robert, "Do you have any other brilliant designs like this Dwarf Punisher?"

The moment Zog asked, Robert instantly perked up.

"Of course I do!"

His excited tone was like that of a fan from a niche community finally meeting a kindred spirit.

He pulled a few blueprints from his bag, spread them out on the floor, and began to explain.

The designs on the paper looked quite professional, proving that he wasn’t just messing around—his fundamental skills and technical abilities were solid.

"This one is called the Beastman Washing Machine. It’s not for the green-skinned kind of Beastman, but for the furry ones who are more like actual beasts."

The blueprint showed a two-meter-tall cylinder containing several rollers fitted with stiff brushes.

"There’s a Leopard Man at a tavern I frequent. When he drinks, he sometimes spills it on his fur, and it’s a real pain to clean. His fur is long, so he can’t even get it properly clean when he bathes himself. That’s why I invented this. You just lock yourself inside and turn it on. Then, this pipe at the bottom starts sucking in pre-prepared soapy water. Once it’s full, the rollers spin automatically, guaranteeing a spotless clean."

"Wow!" Zog exclaimed in admiration. "What a brilliant design! Your Leopard Man friend must really need this."

An automatic human-washing machine!

’And you could actually get stuck in this one!’

"Wouldn’t the Leopard Man drown? A furry creature isn’t a Fishman!" Elsa asked.

"Hah! Such a simple problem. Of course I’ve already considered it. Look, what’s this?" Robert said, pointing to a thin tube on the blueprint.

"Is that...?"

"It’s a straw!" Robert announced proudly. "As long as you hold the straw in your mouth while you’re being washed, you won’t drown."

"Wow, you’ve really thought of everything." Zog couldn’t help but applaud.

"And there’s this one! I think this will definitely be the most popular on the market." Old Robert unfolded another blueprint.

"The Diligent Homework Pen. Kids these days are never focused when they do their homework. They get distracted by everything they see, or their minds just wander, and they won’t even move their pens. This invention was created to solve this dilemma for countless parents."

"Oh? And how does it solve the problem? It looks just like an Ordinary pen," Zog said, playing the perfect hype man and maxing out the emotional support.

’How to be an excellent listener? Just repeat what the other person said back to them as a question.’

He used this trick often, like when Furin talked to him about cosmetics.

"Ah, but of course it’s no Ordinary pen. I’ve added a shock Rune to it. If the pen doesn’t move for a long time, or if it detects that a hand isn’t on it, it delivers an electric shock," Old Robert said with a benevolent smile.

"What if the kid just endures the shock and throws the pen away?" Zog asked, pointing out a product pain point.

"I’ve considered that, of course. I tested many shock Runes on my own hand and discovered that once the shock reaches a certain intensity, you don’t let go. In fact, you grip it even tighter."

’He’d tested many shock Runes on himself.’

Zog was actually a little moved. What a fearless, selfless spirit, all for the sake of his craft!

"I see one more small flaw. What if the kid tries to trick the detection by repeatedly drawing circles, scribbling lines back and forth, or just making a bunch of dots?"

Old Robert caught on immediately. "Ah, yes, that is a loophole. You’re brilliant, boss. In that case, I should add a Rune to detect fixed patterns."

"Exactly."

With that, the man and the Dragon shared a laugh, looking for all the world like partners in crime.

Elsa listened, a chill running down her spine. She was glad this thing hadn’t been invented when she was a child; otherwise, she couldn’t imagine what kind of childhood she would have endured.

’These are clearly torture devices!’

"Not bad, not bad at all. They’re all excellent." After listening to Old Robert’s other design pitches, Zog was convinced. The man was cut out for this. The material he came up with so effortlessly was on a level that an Ordinary person could never reach, even if they wracked their brains.

"All of these designs are well worth making."