Zeus strode purposefully toward the two-star smithy, his mind sharp and focused on the task at hand. As he walked, he mentally reached out to the system, seeking its insight on the blueprint for the golem.
"Hey, system, have you already whipped up a good golem blueprint?" Zeus inquired, his tone direct but calm.
[Whipped up?] The system's voice dripped with mock indignation. [Of course, I've crafted a masterpiece. Even though it's just a one-star golem, it's far beyond what anyone else could dream of making at your level.] The system's voice carried an unmistakable air of pride, as if daring anyone to question its capabilities.
Zeus chuckled softly, amused by the system's arrogance. "Alright, alright. I get it. But this is just the start, right?"
