Flush

And soon, a whole crowd of maids had crammed themselves into Michael's bathroom. Their eyes were wide open, and all were marveling at the strange non-magical water that was flowing through this thing called a 'faucet'.

"This doesn't make any sense! How is it coming so fast?"

"Is there someone pushing the water from behind it?"

Beretta stared down Michael. "Young master, did you make this yourself?"

He nodded.

"How?" they all asked at once, their eyes burning with curiosity.

Michael simply shrugged his shoulders. "It's nothing special, really. I just used the gravity and pressure to my advantage. To explain in easy terms, water flows down because of gravity, and if you connect pipes to it properly…"

He then began giving them a small lecture on how water pressure worked. Of course, these were all the words that he had picked from ChatJK1, which was why he sounded so confident, like he knew what he was doing.

The maids, however, had no idea where all this knowledge had come from. And as they listened to the young master's words, they couldn't help but be awed and shocked at his apparent intelligence. They initially thought that the faucet was magic, but when they heard how simple the concept was, they couldn't believe no one had ever thought of it before.

"Young master! You're a genius!" one of the maids praised him.

"We must tell this to Madam at once! She'll be thrilled to learn that he is not only sharp in looks but also in mind."

Michael raised his hand, stopping them right away.

"I'd appreciate it if you don't tell my mother about this before she gets home. I don't want to interrupt their business."

The only reason why Michael had been able to experiment so freely in the mansion was because his parents were out of town for a considerable amount of time. No one was there to stop him.

But if his mother returned home and saw this… well, he didn't know how she would react.

"Young master, what is this?"

One of the maids finally noticed the suspicious metal bowl positioned right next to the sink. Unlike the faucet that was installed in the wall, this large bowl was mounted into the very flooring.

There was already water inside this bowl, yet there wasn't any faucet above it.

"Oh, that?" Michael said casually. 

"I call that a toilet."

This was the very reason why Michael wanted running water installed in the house in the first place.

For five long years of his life in this world, Michael had to do his business in the bushes—or worse, in a literal pot!

The people here were already used to the ever-present stench of faeces in this world because it was normal for them. But for Michael, who had lived in a clean world in his previous life, it was too unbearable.

That was until Michael created a proper plumbing system.

For now, he couldn't create a proper filtration system, so all the flushed water would simply flow down through the pipes and be emptied into a river a distance away from the house.

He was planning on improving it later on, but for now, this would do.

"What does it do?"

"Oh, I know! It's for drinking, right?"

Michael immediately shook his head. "No, but I'll show you."

He stepped over to the toilet and pressed a button on top of the toilet tank.

And suddenly.

WOOSH!

The water rushed down the toilet pipes and created the flushing sound that Michael was so familiar with back in his old world.

The maids, however, heard something entirely different. To them, the sound was like a thunderous roar from a hidden monster, making them think that it was hidden somewhere under that 'toilet' bowl.

All the maids were caught off guard and nearly jumped out of the room!

"What was that?!"

"Young master, is there some kind of animal in there?"

Michael chuckled. "No, no. This is called a toilet. It's where you do your… business…"

The maids were still apprehensive of the toilet, but Michael's words piqued their curiosity.

"You mean… business as in business? Like number one and number two?"

Michael nodded. "Exactly. You sit down in this bowl and do your business. And once you're done, you push this button here. After that, all the water is going to be flushed out, along with all the business you dropped in the toilet. And finally, you wash your hands in the faucet. Once you've done that, you're all clean!"

One of the maids had a curious look on her face.

"Where does it go after you've 'flushed'?"

"I connected the pipes to the river near the mansion," Michael explained.

They all gasped, finally realizing the potential of this toilet.

After all, they were the ones in charge of cleaning all that business that everyone in the house created. They would manually shovel it out and dispose of it in the river, making for a really laborious and filthy task.

They still weren't done after that. They would also spend a lot of water and elbow grease to clean the latrines or dirty pots in the house.

But with this 'toilet', they didn't have to do that. Since everything was flushed down with a simple push of a button, they didn't have to 'dirty' their hands.

Not only that, they'll also be getting rid of the smell!

"This is a game changer! I've never heard of it before!"

"Young master… this… this invention of yours… is beyond genius!"

"A marvelous work of water! You're even more mystifying than some mages, young master!"

The maids couldn't help but praise him to their heart's content. They inspected the faucet and the toilet as if they were made with nothing but pure gold.

Some of them got so excited with the fascinating running water of the faucet that they ended up splashing themselves with the water in a playful manner.

"Hahahaha" Michael laughed. He had the same reaction with them the moment he finished the plumbing system, and it started working.

"Okay, okay! Enough of that! This is unbecoming of you guys. We are professional!"

Beretta immediately stopped the young maids from being too rude. They were having fun and playing as if this wasn't the young master's personal bathroom. They were already being disrespectful the moment they crowded the room.

"Out! All of you, before I tell the Madam, that you all went to the young master's room."

Panic flashed across their faces, and the maids quickly straightened their backs before rushing out of the room, completely terrified about the prospect of the Madam getting jealous of them.

Beretta also followed them and left the room, making sure to keep them in line.

In the end, Michael was left all alone to enjoy the fruits of his hard labor.