Dungeon Gentleman

"You designed all this?" Ye Qingxuan glanced around at everything scattered throughout the workshop.

"Yeah, you know, I’m the nationally recognized failure. Nothing works out no matter how hard I try to be a musician, so to kill time, I just make some weird things.

"There are a lot of mentions of machines from before the Dark Ages in ancient texts. All of them are so amazing they sound like myths. Apparently, they could shrink people and put them in a small box so you could watch them sing and dance. ‘Till this day, people still believe that people in the past could shake a steel box and create a pretty girl to enjoy the night with. It was such an incredible era…" As Charles spoke, his expression became dazed, but when he realized that he was getting off topic, he coughed and quickly refocused.