Beneath a vast stretch of reefs, a large group of merfolk streamed in and out of a huge mine entrance. They carried raw ore wrapped around with deep-blue metal from the depths of the mine, handing it over to several oddly dressed merfolk craftsmen, who slowly used water elements to remove the stone debris clinging to the raw ore.
After the merfolk craftsmen removed the dirt and debris from the raw ore, the exposed irregular deep-blue metal was transported to Taylor, who placed it into his storage ring, completing the cycle.
Taylor was currently conducting his dissection experiments inside the chieftain's exclusive coral hut. The metal was piled up at the entrance, yet not a single merfolk dared to steal any. They simply worked honestly.
The merfolk entering and leaving the mine all looked with reverence at the deep-blue metal figure reclining in a rocking chair at the mine entrance.
Lying in the rocking chair, Bobby now felt incredibly watery—literally watery.
Having a body he could control independently certainly made him happy, but the trouble that came with it was that the water elements everywhere in the air were constantly rushing in and out of his body.
Taylor had built him an entirely deep-blue metal body according to the construction methods of a Magic Mech. Because this special deep-blue metal possessed exceptional capabilities for guiding and resonating with water elements, Bobby's body had begun instinctively drawing in and releasing the water elements in the surrounding air. He was constantly shrouded in mist, making him look hazy and indistinct.
Even the ocean view he most wanted to see was covered by a faint veil of mist. After he dispersed it, it would slowly gather again.
After dispersing the mist several times in a row, Bobby could not be bothered to move