In the pitch-black dormitory hall.
Bai Mo sat on the edge of the bed, seeing a circle of apprentices, each presenting the molds they had carved, and couldn't help furrowing his brows.
"These... these gears, this crankshaft link, this eccentric sphere shell, this sowing wheel, this sieve plate, are... not quite right?"
His Divine Sense spread out, occasionally reaching out to explore.
Have the apprentices' eyesight, claw strength, precision, coordination... all not been utilized?
The molds they had carved, not to mention precision, even their shapes had issues!
Seeing each apprentice with heads hung low and ears drooping, Bai Mo reached out, patting their heads. While patting, he thought, perhaps a good method is needed to unleash their potential?
After pondering for a moment.
"How about this, let's not carve components now.
"Everyone try carving something else?"
The apprentices raised their heads together, dark red eyes looking at their master.
"Mee?"
"Oow?"
