Su Mo's eyesight and experience had reached such a level that ordinary technological derivatives could hardly stir much emotion in him anymore.
Take the water generator, for example.
It was certainly miraculous. With a press of the button, one could easily obtain water in a barren desert.
But after carefully considering its internal principles, one could basically guess how it worked.
It was nothing more than using special materials to aggregate water molecules, then condensing them through the enormous temperature difference between the inside and outside.
If someone truly put effort into deciphering it, Tian Yuan Territory's current scientific research capabilities might not be unable to reproduce it.
Modular items, however, were different.
No matter how many times he saw them, Su Mo was still shaken to his core.
Buzz.
After four or five seconds, the two objects of different sizes finally finished taking shape on the ground, revealing their true forms.
The one about the size of an ordinary rice cooker was the Food Processor.
Its appearance was as ordinary as ever: a small, sharply angular square, with a huge button right in the middle.
Stacked beside it was the Modular Micro-Studio, roughly the same size. It was an irregular polyhedron, also with an eye-catching button in the center.
Su Mo did not immediately study how to use the two items. Instead, he tried weighing them in his hands.
Fortunately, they were within an acceptable range.
The Food Processor weighed about four kilograms, while the Modular Micro-Studio weighed slightly over twenty kilograms.
Compared with desert hikers on Earth, who often carried loads of thirty to fifty kilograms or more, humans strengthened by attribute points would not have their mobility affected by this small amount of weight.
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