Shuanghu Island.
Magical Equipment Research Institute.
"Patriarch, this is it."
Chen Daochu pointed at the machine in front of him, which was about ten feet long and had a metallic luster, and introduced it excitedly.
Chen Daoxuan silently walked forward and gently stroked the magical tool in front of him.
As a fourth-tier weapon craftsman, Chen Daoxuan could easily tell that this was only a first-tier superior-grade magic tool from the spiritual aura emitted by the magic tool machine tool in front of him.
However, its function was not as simple as a high-grade Level One magic tool.
When Chen Daochu saw Chen Daoxuan stroking the results of their magical equipment research institute's painstaking efforts, the pride on his face was hard to suppress.