He looked very young, with delicate features.
His face was somewhat pale, and his short, light golden hair lacked luster, his aura appearing weak.
At this moment, the young man was lowering his gaze, intently... playing with a gear structure.
It was layered and intricately nested, at a glance, made up of at least hundreds of precision gears of different sizes.
The first gear at the beginning was spinning at a speed almost impossible for the naked eye to catch, while the second gear rotated nearly ten times slower than the first, the third ten times slower than the second... Thus, the speed decreased sequentially, and the gear at the very end of the sequence appeared completely still under such a long transmission chain.
The young man watched the gear, unblinkingly.
"This thing... is a bit like the Ancient Gogol Gear."
Galos had seen a similar structure in a previous life.
