"Stop daydreaming. Weapons of this caliber take thousands, if not tens of thousands, of years to make. You can't just create them as you wish."
The old man directly shattered Su Mo's dream.
"What? That long? By the time it's done, it will be cold like yesterday's news. Such a pity. What about the other two types of stone tablets?"
Su Mo responded with regret.
"The second type of stone tablets are various records left from the time when the Divine Race existed. They contain all kinds of chaotic information and vary in value. The third type of stone tablets are the ones found on the black market, which are mostly imitations with little to no value."
The old man explained briefly to Su Mo.
"By the way, what kind of existence was the Divine Race, and why did they perish?"
The more Su Mo listened to the secrets, the more excited he became, and he quickly asked.
