"Get some equipment." Mu Daxian's voice came from the bookshelf ahead.
Lin Yi looked toward the sound and saw Mu Daxian's back. Mu was selecting an artboard, but there was the intermittent sound of 'clicking' from mechanical weaponry.
As Mao Feiyang approached, Lin Yi's view zoomed in continuously, and he then saw Mu Daxian deftly manipulating something. He hadn't seen what it looked like initially, but by the time he noticed, the item in Mu's hands had already taken on the outline of an artboard.
Then, like closing an umbrella, Mu flicked the artboard, and the sharp, icy-bright components quickly contracted, finally forming an artboard in his hands.
A simple artboard, with nothing seemingly amiss.
"What kind of 'equipment' is this?" Mao Feiyang asked curiously.
Mu Daxian slung the artboard on his back, started to mix some paint on his palette, and explained while he mixed,
"Just something for self-defense. Boys need to learn to protect themselves when they're out and about."
