After thinking it over, Li Si rose and left the camp, making his way beneath a tall dune some distance away.
The caravan people could no longer observe what Li Si was doing here.
Li Si rubbed the Brass Ring on his hand, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
A familiar wave of dizziness washed over him, as if he had undergone a Spatial Teleportation. Li Si appeared in the room he had observed earlier.
"I never thought Mattias could seal such a space within a ring. This is truly miraculous craftsmanship."
"Is this the ability of a master craftsman?"
Li Si felt somewhat awed. As he entered this study designed specifically for dwarves, he immediately sensed its distinctive atmosphere.
The room's layout was compact and practical, with every detail reflecting consideration for the Dwarf Race's physical build.
The desk and bookshelves were noticeably lower than standard dimensions. For dwarves, such a design allowed them to easily retrieve books and work comfortably at their desks.
But for the tall Li Si, it felt somewhat cramped. He had to bend slightly to conveniently browse the books on the shelves or write at the desk.
The study's furniture was made exceptionally sturdy, fashioned from hard, wear-resistant wood. It had clearly been chosen specifically to withstand dwarves' immense strength.
Every piece of furniture exuded a solid, steady presence. Even with the heaviest books stacked atop it, there was not the slightest tremor. Mattias had clearly put considerable thought into this place.
Li Si walked to the desk. After examining it for a few moments, he reached out and touched it.
Unlike the books and blueprints scattered haphazardly around it in apparent disorder, this brownish-yellow scroll lay neatly in the exact center of the desk.
The clutter on the desk