Zhou Shu had said to himself that he was only a forger.
Forging divine weapons was what he should do.
Saving the world wasn't his responsibility.
But at this point, he couldn't just watch this world be destroyed.
Strictly speaking, he was not from an ancient race. But if the world was destroyed now, would future generations appear?
Now was not the time to think so much.
"What should I do?" Zhou Shu said.
Then his voice turned cold. "I'll help you! But you have to give me an explanation after this!"
"Don't worry. I will definitely give you an explanation!" the weak voice quickly said. "The Divine Stones I left behind before I died…"
The voice spoke extremely quickly, telling Zhou Shu how to use the Divine Stone to mend the hole that heavenly fire was pouring out of.
Zhou Shu's forging skills had already reached perfection, so he naturally instantly understood the method taught by the voice.