Oke's Magic Workshop, the apprentice's practice room, was a hubbub of activity.
Skeleton soldiers, their frames as thin as kindling, were gathered around a square wooden table, making squeaky noises as they chattered about something.
Following Oke into the practice room, Luo Yan cast a curious glance at the group of skeleton soldiers.
On the table lay something resembling a sewing machine, with leather belts winding around the flywheel, connected to both the pedal and the rods beneath the table.
A player with the ID "Zheng Fangxing" sat in front of the table, meticulously moving a block of granite while pedaling.
Indeed, the contraption was not just like a sewing machine; it was one.
