"The moonlight effect hasn't changed much, so let's give it a shot first. If I keep dragging it out, who knows when I'll have enough lunar meteorite ingots?" Han Qiwu chuckled as he stored it away, bent down, and picked up four more iron ingots.
Off to the blacksmith shop!
Time to upgrade the water vessel!
Of course, that depends on Master Shuzi being done with his own affairs.
I wonder what he's been busy with lately.
So curious.
The small town was gradually awakening in the morning. Wisps of smoke lazily spiraled into the sky, sharing stories of the human world with the white clouds.
Arriving at the door of the blacksmith shop, Han Qiwu gently knocked and asked softly, "Master? Are you there?"
Master Shuzi, lying on the counter: "Thankfully, I'm not deaf yet. Otherwise, I wouldn't have heard you whispering. It's so early—what's the matter?"
