Sitting quietly at the desk, Komer gazed at the rounded wood stem resting on a wooden tray. This was the fruit of his hard labor, waking up early and working late for over two months. But before testing it, he was unclear whether it was a worthless piece of junk or a priceless masterpiece—even Komer himself did not know.
However, whatever it was, in Komer's eyes, it was a treasure. This thing had exhausted all his effort over the past two months, from design to material selection, from sourcing raw materials to starting production, almost entirely a solo effort by Komer. The effort aside, just a few raw materials had already made Puber's lips twitch with pain. But everyone knew the importance of this object. If one wanted to gain collaborators on the Nether Sea, at least for now, it was essential to firmly befriend these neighbors to the East.
