"There must be a sense of ceremony in the creation of works."
Xu Zhi sat at the table and quietly put on a pair of black-rimmed glasses.
Whoosh.
He put on the Golden-striped Moon Tree robe of the moon astrologers, which was similar to the moon astrologers 'clothes. He was also brought into the era of this world, like a gentle and elegant Oriental professor from the most famous university of Shen du.
He picked up a pair of tiny metal tweezers and a miniature microscope. He sat on the table and began to assemble the equipment.
Pfft!
This was an extremely meticulous job. Using some special thread and needle to pick out the blood vessels of the limb and stitch them up was comparable to what a doctor would do on the operating table.
The players, on the other hand, had evolved a wide variety of creatures, so they could be bold and decisive.
