Over the fifth week I saw an increase in the amount of people 'living' (squatting as there weren't any homes near here) around the area of my shop, I made sure to start trading sleeping bags I made after putting two charges into tailoring and two more into alternative textiles allowing me to make a thread thick enough and strong enough to use for all manner of things.
I put the last charge into area management so I could make sure the area around my shop stayed both clean (as clean as you could get in Zaun) and safe.
I also after noticing the lack of proper clothing for orphans started producing them and trading them any chance I could justify to the kids that it was an equal trade, even if what they were 'trading' with was a single gear so rusted that when I applied any strength more than a small pinch it actually turned to dust.
I also at that time started making some adjustments to the Colchis bull, with the main one being to add a kinetic thermal conversion engine into the bull's chest allowing it to generate large amounts of heat in a specialised imaginary gear and expel it from either it's mouth and nose as smoke and fire or from its whole body in a wave of debilitating heat.
I did this to play more into the myth that I created that this bull was the personal creation of Hephaestus and not me.
I also added an actual mouth that could open and close with a collection of gears that would grind and crush anything that entered the mouth of the bull.
When I got more charges at the end of the week, I used two charges to get industrial smelting and production, so I could start making my own gears properly instead of reusing old gears.
With my two new charges, I quickly used my workshop deep in the scrapyard to build a massive blast furnace and started melting down the old and broken scrap metal to recast as proper gears I could actually use for the really cool stuff.
With one more charge, I added more to my knowledge of the clockwork world's tech, finally getting all of Y's knowledge, even the knowledge to recreate a full planet entirely out of clockwork.
With this knowledge and my new supply of gears, the right size and shape as I needed, I spent my free time creating a Y series automaton.
I didn't want to just recreate one of Y's creations so I made my own series, the Z series I would make it wouldn't be as restricted as their originators or have as weird purposes (like why make an atomaton whose only goal is to be a slave, and I don't mean like a servant in mean specifically a slave)
The Z series would be built around a single word, sort of like the Quincy, be that combat, fire or even medicine. The first of this series I started making was build around the world health, its purpose would be as both a nurse should I need one or if they are by themselves they can be a doctor by themselves while also not being helpless as they also had combat capabilities based off of those same healing skills, being able to pull the enormous amount of things out of their imaginary gear like it was an inventory.
I decided to make them male as I didn't really know if I was able to make a female without making them look like some character from anime.
The atomaton was made to look like what I remember Chadwick Boseman looked like (mainly because I miss him, man). I tried to make him look as close to what he looked like as I could, and I wasn't disappointed. When I was finished with the build process and just needed to boot him up, I admired him (no homo). He was dressed in a pair of simple black slacks with a white button-up (made of basically non-stainable fibres) with a white lab coat. He was dressed as a normal doctor, pretty much.
When I was ready, I grabbed my smaller screwdriver and opened up his chest and used said screwdriver to align the final gear into its place and wind up his perpetual motion gear before pulling back and closing his chest.
I watched with a smile as all at once I felt what I had come to recognise as an imaginary gear clicking into its space with very minute ripples in space, when the last click of the gear settled the automaton I decided would be called Chadwick (really original I know) blinked and peered at me curiously.
"What's up?" I didn't really care how they saw me, so I didn't bother with the whole 'I am your creator, bow to me' shtick mad scientists always do.
"Sup", he returned my greeting, "so what did ya make me for other than to be a doctor??"See, this is where most creators failed by being completely dickheads.
"What ever you want to be honest, I made you to be able to help those in need of help and that is all as long as you do so you have completed free will to do as you wish" I made him for a purpose and other than that purpose he is free to do as he wishes, I am not a god I do not have the right or the wish to take free will from anybody even my own creations.
"Huh, better than I expected, you ain't half bad so far, boss", I huff playfully before handing him a scalpel with a tired glare.
"What's this for, boss?" I didn't blame him for his ignorance. What I did blame him for was the fact that I knew he was fucking with me, and that I was too tired to bother with his games.
"I want you to test if the imaginary gear works as I intended it to, so store this inside it's imaginary space" I figured I pocket dimension would be incredibly useful for a doctor especially because I built it with the intent for it to be safe for life allowing him to transport injured people with no possiblity of them being more harmed, I spent two charges on both stasis tech and pocket dimensions so the imaginary space won't collapse and is frozen in time.
He grabs the scalpel, and with an unnecessary flick of the wrist, the medical tool is gone before, with a reverse flick, but instead with his other hand, and the scalpel reappeared with no changes to it.
"Alright, now we need to test if it can safely hold living things and see how big the space is", he nodded, but kept the same annoying attitude of cheerfulness.