I was alone in my factory, the dingey lights above flickering. I just stood in one place for ten minutes then I got to work, Mosaic could only pick up light stuff so he was of no use. I started molding the metal with a mask for safety.
I had already made metal molds for non-benders, there was a long table in the back for people to sand the wooden parts. Luckily I had given Asami my exact factory plan on the night we toured it so everything was in order no excess material or work places, I forgot about making the gunpowder though.
The bullets would be the hard part, they were much harder to make because of the gun powder required. I made an illegal extension to my factory by making a basement far under ground to make gunpowder.
The police were really cracking down on illegal underground extensions because of Horioshi and his factory that made the weapons for the Equalists, the police would Crack down on this and arrest me. I would get a fine or jail time only a few months at most. I transported the materials for gunpowder down deep into the basement, I would make someone else make the gunpowder because mine is too powerful.
Maybe the reason why it was so powerful was some reincarnation bullshit. I had the firing pin, springs, trigger, and the loading mechanism made.
I only needed the bolt handle, safety mechanism, reciver, stock, trigger guard, the clips, barrel, muzzle, and butt (recoil pad).
I started work on the stock and butt at the sanding table, I made it exactly to my sketches which were placed directly in front of me. They looked good so I went to start work on the bolt handle and reciver I molded some metal into there respective pieces then made the clips, 5 to be exact.
I made the remaining pieces then assembled them, it was a bolt action rifle similar to a Gewehr 98 from my first world. Tomorrow I was off work so I could set up my business then find some workers. After I turned a profit on these rifles I would make a 1911 like pistol but also a few revolvers because of there power and I had always like the wild west.
It was around midnight so I packed up the rifle in an empty box and headed home still limping from my previous injuries. When I arrived home I went to my bed and just passed out, I really needed some sleep, I don't know why maybe late growth spurt but I was already at the average height for a water tribesmen and above the average height for a earth nation man, I guess I was gonna be tall.
I woke up early in the morning as usual and got ready, I grabbed some of my stashed money so I could register my business. In my first world it cost money to register a business so I brought some just in case. I needed evidence of my business so i went by the factory and grabbed the gun. I didn't know exactly where to register a business so I rushed on over to Asami's mansion and was let in by the security guard.
It's nice to not be stopped by a security guard when carring a high caliber rifle into a rich women's house. I walked up and knocked on the door and mako answered and said "she's busy right now Lil bro"
That was disrespectful so I aimed my gun at his left foot then Asami pulled up behind him and said "what the hell are you doing" and I replied "there's no clip and I've never even made a bullet so it's fine" ( never aim your gun at someone even if it's not loaded and has safety on, stay safe kiddos)
"I don't get what's so dangerous about this glorified stick" Mako said pointing at my gun and I just stared at him then pointed to my scars.
Asami detensed a little then said "what do you need" and I replied "I need to register my business, you're the only one I know that can help me with this" she nodded and said "let me get someone me and Mako are busy"
She left then brought back a man wearing a butler's uniform. The man said In an extremely formal tone "Sire beifong I will assist you in registering your business" and I replied and matched his formal tone "It is an honor but you can call me JoJo not Sire beifong"
He bowed and said "Yes JoJo, now we should be off soon" Asami interrupted our formal conversation and said in an informal tone of voice "You guys can take one of the jeeps"
The butler guided me to the garage and he hopped in the jeep and started the car, then said formally "would you like to drive, JoJo" and I replied "brother I'm half blind and I don't know how to drive" "oh I'm so sorry JoJo" replied the butler.
I said since no one was around "stop with this formal talk, you don't need to talk to me like that be yourself on someone other people forced onto you, you are who you want to be and I dont think you wanna dry rich spoiled brats off after they take a short 5 minute swim" and he replied "thank you brother, thank you for letting me be me"
I hopped in the passengers seat it hurt like a btich though because I actually hopped on the seat. I yelped a little and the butler asked while pulling out of the garage "are you ok JoJo" and I replied "man, stop working about me and worry about yourself, also what's your name dude"
The butler replied happily "My name is keeran" "Ok keeran watch THE ROAD" I screamed as he almost hit a car then I said "Keeran, I'm half blind and I saw that coming"
"That was quite rude jojo" Keeran said while stabilizing the car then I replied "how long have you been talking all formal like, that wasn't rude to you it is meant to say 'do better because your not doing good at this' it's saying look back on yourself because your messing up"
"OH I see, well we're here" keeran spoke while rubbing his chin and taking his foot of the gas pedal. I hopped out and then kerrran said "let me park the car, I'll be right back"
A few minutes later he walked over to me and then we went into the building. Eventually we were seen by some woman who made me write out a form.