"You guys can explore the new equipment, I'm heading to the garage."
Grasping the unchanged-looking fishing rod and flinging the cat spirit cloak over his shoulder, Zheng Yichen said impatiently, preventing Tanshia Firlo, who wanted to follow, from speaking, causing the small white dragon to involuntarily pout.
Sitting where Zheng Yichen was just seated, she played with the Holy Relic of Life in her hand. Since the materials used for the equipment were similar, the equipment they held all possessed the same characteristics, albeit with different focal points due to the type of equipment.
Although this situation seemed like mass production, in reality, the equipment they held was unique; without the corresponding materials, others couldn't create such types of weapons and equipment.
"Why is Brother Chang Qing in such a rush?" Lin Yaoyao said somewhat disappointedly. She had been ready to try out her newly acquired equipment and wanted Zheng Yichen to help see if it looked good.
