{The Gatherers have returned, Sir. You have gained nine Biological Components: Singed Groping Weeds, Singed Bird Weed, Singed Slime Star, Singed Rotted Rose, Singed Lady's Spear, Singed Hardy Shrub, Singed Sticky Vine, Singed Mage Fern, Singed Napper Broadleaf. For each new Biological Component added to your arsenal, you have gained 90 Tower Points and 18 Bio Points! You have gained three Monster Components: Singed Piter Carcass, Singed Miphro Carcass, Singed Ama Carcass. For each new Monster Component added to your arsenal, you have gained 60 Tower Points and 9 Bio Points!}

  {Tower Points: 750; Bio Points: 125}

  {You have met the exceeded requirements to resummon your Tower Master. Would you like to follow through with the process?}

   Jeffrey muttered. The clock had gotten dangerously low by the time his Gobs got back; his anxiety had shot through the roof as he waited, constantly fretting that they wouldn't gather enough resources. Alas, his worries were for naught.

  {Resummoning a level 1 Tower Master will take approximately one hour. In that time, your ability to make changes to Tower layout and spawn mobs without Manager supervision will seize until the next time your Manager is slain in battle. However, you may still review potential floor layouts and current mob schematics as well as put an order through for any change/spawning you wish to take place. Would you like to proceed?}

  He's not even alive yet and he's still ruining everything. Jeffrey sighed and gave Rupert the go-ahead. A clock flashed on his computer screen, ticking down from sixty minutes to fifty-nine minutes and fifty-nine seconds. While I'm waiting, I should check out the new mobs I got. If they're cool enough, I'll try and convince that sorry sack of wet socks to let me spawn them.

  Oh, yeah, Jeffrey thought as he flicked through thee profiles. Definitely gonna need to get these. Imagine having these guys when that stupid [Scout] came in.

  Before he could go into another rage about how much of a setback he was put in, he told Rupert to put in an order for two Piters, one Miphros, and 4 Amas.

  What else needs to be done?

  A quick glance at the clock told him he had forty-three minutes left before the end of his perfect life came. He decided he ought to take the last peaceful nap he'd have for the rest of his being.