"Interesting…if you can do it, then sure. I want to ask one thing, though," the middle-aged man said.
"What?"
"The things you craft, gears, right? Can others use them?"
"Nope," Aren shook his head, "only I can use my gears."
"That's unfortunate, sigh," the woman sighed.
"Also, you don't have to worry about any mishap occurring because I will be crafting my gears in a unique zone that only I can access. It's related to my path, and it's like pocket-dimension," Aren reassured them.
"Alright, let's go and get you those two nuclear materials," the middle-aged man stood up with a grin.
…
Afterward, Aren followed them and led him into a warehouse where they put those materials.
"You can just stay here and take however many you want. If you have any requirements, then simply press this button on this radio mobile," the middle-aged man said as he passed a radio mobile to Aren.
