The wild wind howled, and the night was thick.
In the dormitory hall, Bai Mo sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the new tool made by the disciples... the metal stand for the tablet!
This stand was a metal hand with an internal spring, large enough to hold the tablet, adjustable at any angle, stable and secure.
Squeak...
With a gentle sound of metal rubbing, the tablet's angle was adjusted again, tilting toward the master.
A group of foxes gathered around, all proudly puffing out their chests.
"Ying ying ying!"
"Ao ao ao!"
This was something they learned from the Little Volcano Military Factory, although they didn't know its original use, it was just right for making a tablet stand for the master!
Bai Mo touched the stand, adjusted it slightly, and smiled broadly, thinking it was quite nice.
He glanced at the screen showing the Little Volcano Military Factory, and remarked.
"Very good, they've really learned something, hahaha!"
