After doing all this, Meng Jingtian rubbed his hands together and pressed the virtual red button with a serious expression.
Then, a black needle rapidly rotated on the huge golden compass.
At the beginning, the speed was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly. Meng Jingtian could only stare at it with a face full of anticipation.
Half a minute later, the needle slowed down and pointed at one of the god-tier tools.
Meng Jingtian looked at the broken sword behind the five squares and wished he could reach out and pull the needle over.
But he couldn’t. He couldn’t interfere with the needle’s operation at all.
The needle didn’t stop. It was still moving slowly. One Square... two square..
The needle was already moving very slowly. At this moment, it was pointing at the most trashy purple equipment.
