Precious Materials

Wu Mo took this opportunity to sit on the couch and rest.

He had been busy with work for the past three days, and the time he spent in the Divine-grade Forging Space was equivalent to more than 10 hours in the real world.

Now that everything was ready, he only needed a factory with cutting-edge technology to forge the Three-dimensional Maneuver Gear.

In fact, he was not as calm as he looked on the surface.

After all, he was only in his 20s, and he was feeling a little emotional about receiving such an award.

It had been more than half a year since he left the Divine Arms Academy and went to the Fifth Research Department.

Everything felt like passing clouds and smoke, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Sometimes, he could not help but wonder, what kind of experience and achievements would he have gained if he had not accepted the letter of appointment from Instructor Zhou Jinlong after he graduated?