Dimensional Constraints, Cosmic Human Beings!

As if he had expected Su Mo to display such an expression, Chen Shen could no longer hold back his amusement and burst out laughing. 

"Brother Su, heaven took pity on us. Right after I confiscated this item, everyone had the same expression.

"But take a look at its attributes. Once we have enough points in the future, this will be an invincible divine item.

"I wonder how these people from Zeus Shelter got lucky enough to possess something like this!"

"Oh?"

When Su Mo saw Chen Shen extolling the virtues of the black pot in front of him and actually giving it such a good review, he stepped forward doubtfully, grasped the handle of the iron pot, and picked it up.

The pot was not heavy. Su Mo, who had strengthened his hand muscles several times already by now, estimated that the pot's weight was within five to eight catties.