With that on his mind, Wei'en couldn't even be bothered with dinner. He gnawed on a few pieces of rock-hard black bread, then got to work.
Miss Zombie, Shawa, stood quietly in a corner, staring at him with lifeless eyes. After a long while, she stiffly turned to look out the window, as if something there had caught her interest.
Meanwhile, the Vengeful Spirit and the Driver bobbed up and down, as if trying to speed up their Meditation.
Wei'en glanced around the bedroom. After a moment's thought, he went to the second floor, found an empty room, and began to take out the materials from his ring, along with the contents of the box, arranging everything around the new space.
From now on, this would be his workshop for crafting Magic Potions and Mechanical Puppets.
In reality, however, he only used a very small portion of the space.
The workbench for brewing Magic Potions was quite rudimentary, holding only a crucible and a precision scale.
