Zhou Chen followed the Sensing and looked toward its source: a massive workbench.
The forging table resembled a small, rectangular mountain of black steel. Behind it stood an even more enormous Forging Melting Furnace, like a mountain range cast from iron, running through the entire interior of Sun Cliff Mountain. However, the furnace was now extinguished and cold, and the forging table was covered in a visible layer of dust.
Zhou Chen felt like a tiny person who had stumbled into a land of giants. Everything here was several times his size; even the junk piled up in the corners was as tall as a four or five-story building.
"If there were rats or cockroaches here, they'd probably grow to be over twenty meters long..." Zhou Chen grumbled as he flew to the forging workbench. There, he found two Forging Hammers of different sizes and two books, all neatly arranged.
