Flea up an asshole!

"Oh, well this is a problem." William thought.

What he referred to, was an absurd portion of the blue-prints. It demanded a bracket that seemed reasonable, but yet nearly impossible!

"Where the hell am I gonna find three-thousand architects? This city is thousands of years old, all the smart snakes have died by now." He complained.

With an aim to help, the system intervened. [Although there aren't many of them, you might find a few if you actually look for them.]

"I don't need science to figure that out. One or two should be easy, but three-thousand?!" William emphasized.

He was right, of course, and things got more complicated once he questioned. "Sure these snakes built a bunch of walls and shit, but can they really understand how a pyramid works? It would take a miracle!"