Mr. Shen, Take Whatever You Like from the Storeroom! -- Can Five Pairs of Weighted Wheels Be Moved?

The Shanghai Special Affairs Bureau's collection did not bring Shen Le any particular surprises.

Well, the warehouse marked "Miscellaneous Items" that Shen Le had browsed through had not gained many new things. The ones he had seen before—the ones he had not wanted to repair back then, he still did not want to repair now.

As for the ones he had wanted to repair back then...? The only thing that had moved him had been that Doll Cabinet, and he had already hauled it home.

As for raw materials, weapons, armor, auxiliary Magic Artifacts, Talismans, Elixirs—those warehouses stored finished products, things that could be used straight away.

Even if some weapons, armor, and Magic Artifacts had been damaged and were awaiting repairs, or simply waiting to be melted down and reforged. Shen Le could repair some of them if he put in the effort, but he did not want to.

And there were others that were completely outside Shen Le's field of expertise—

"Um... you know, our bureau may have quite a bit of money, but we lack historical depth..."

The director accompanied Shen Le with some embarrassment, following at his heels. There was no helping it. In terms of historical heritage, Shanghai could not compare to the Imperial Capital, or ancient capitals, or the Shu Region, or Jinling, or anywhere else.

There was no helping it. Shanghai was a typical alluvial plain. The area where Shen Le lived was fairly decent; there were at least some records from the Three Kingdoms period.

As for Pudong and Chongming, the land there had formed even later, only fully taking shape during the Ming Dynasty. Without land, there was no point talking about earthly energy. With weak earthly energy, demons and ghosts could not grow very powerful. What, fish demons?

Come on,