Dense runes progressed according to the Fibonacci Sequence, arranged across a mithril template over a meter long with a strange, exquisite beauty. At this moment, all of Zhang Tie's attention was focused on the rune brush in his hand. Completely absorbed, he entered an unusual state. In that state, Zhang Tie became the runes, and the runes became Zhang Tie. A mysterious power resonated between Zhang Tie and the lines extending from the rune brush in his hand.
As the final stroke fell, the 2,584th rune took shape in an instant. The moment it formed, the entire mithril template emitted a blinding white light, and its temperature began to rise. Just as the template was about to liquefy, Zhang Tie pulled down a metal lever beside him. Two enormous mechanical arms extended forward, gripping a metal pipe more than twenty meters long. At a point of Zhang Tie's finger, the white-glowing, liquefied mithril template surged into the metal pipe like a stream of water, forming a layer of mithril plating along both its inner and outer surfaces. After flashing once, the 2,584 runes sank into the pipe's inner wall. The entire pipe instantly looked as if it had been cast from mithril, gleaming brilliantly as it began to heat up...
Operating the metal lever, Zhang Tie had the huge metal arms lower the hot pipe into a concrete trench in the ground like an excavator, where it joined tightly with the pipe connection already inside the trench.
Zhang Tie ran away from the self-assisted operating platform he had made and reached the pipe's valve. Once he opened it, icy water from the stream rushed into the pipe. He then ran to the bathing pond. In only a short while, a layer of vapor rose from the surface of the formerly