"We've never seen any good equipment from Mishar or the Land of Filth. The highest-grade stuff is only level six. These planes look dirt poor!"
Li Shun said disdainfully. They did know something about the situation in Mishar and the Land of Filth.
Weapons or items above level six were treasures in any plane.
Blueprints were even more valuable. Once one appeared, it could very likely spark a battle for it.
If a level-eight blueprint were released, it would be enough to start a war between Mishar and the Land of Filth.
"You should be counting your blessings. Any piece of technology we possess now could start a battle for it if we casually put it out there." Mo Li and the others walked over. She casually picked up a suit of armor Li Shun had made, counted them, then frowned. "Only three hundred sets? What have you been doing?"
"You still have the time to chat here? Get back to making them!"
"Sister Mo Li, I can't speed it up any further!" Li Shun said bitterly. He had truly done his best, but the production speed simply would not increase. Seeing Ye Qingwei and the others walking behind Mo Li, the rest tactfully moved away.
"Stop everything!"
"With a great battle imminent, you still have the mood to gather around and chat?" Ye Qingwei narrowed her eyes. Jiang Yang was absent, so she was Dawn's leader. In terms of presence, Ye Qingwei's authority among Dawn's people had already surpassed Jiang Yang's.
The main reason was that Jiang Yang was always elusive and rarely stayed in the Death Palace, while Ye Qingwei had always been here.
In the current Dawn, Jiang Yang was the leader in name, but in these people's hearts, Ye Qingwei's authority was even greater than his.