"Who am I?"
"Where am I?"
"What was I originally intending to do?"
Gary Smith looked at the white pickaxe made of spider silk in his hands and fell into contemplation.
"Cultivator, stop daydreaming and start digging!"
A mouse at his side shouted and through its duplication skill, it swelled to two meters high. It put on its Worker Rat's outfit, wore a safety helmet, took the pickaxe made of spider silk and started fiercely smashing it onto the huge rock in front of it.
Ding!
With a sharp sound, the pickaxe vibrated, even the mouse shivered with the impact, its fur instantly stood on end, but only a few small pieces of rock fell under such tremendous effort, landing in a basket woven of spider silk.
Next to it was another incarnation of the mouse, a black red dragon ant. Its efficiency was much better. The pickaxe clattered down and the recoil was quickly dissipated by its unique body structure. It quickly smashed a pile of rocks and dug out a small passage.
