Ru Qiu followed Chen Mu into the Card-Making Room, her admiration growing with every step. All sorts of instruments were piled inside, almost all of them looking brand-new, probably purchased only recently. By market standards, this equipment was hardly low-grade, but that was only from an ordinary Card Crafter's perspective.
For a master like Cao Dong, who could create Digital Series Cards, to work in such an ordinary Card-Making Room truly surprised her. Rooms of this caliber were everywhere at Siyuan Academy, usually reserved for students' practical training.
In her mind, a master of Chen Mu's caliber ought to sit in a first-class Card-Making Room, with a whole team of assistants at his beck and call, basking in everyone's respectful, admiring gazes. He should not have been working silently and alone in a laboratory that could not have been more ordinary.
She badly wanted to ask whether the Digital Series Cards had been made in this very Card-Making Room.
Chen Mu saw nothing shabby about his Card-Making Room. It was the most advanced one he had ever seen, and he could not even name many of its instruments. To Ru Qiu, however, his ease and composure were signs of confidence.
Thinking further, he had managed to create the Digital Series Cards that had shaken the Federation under such difficult conditions. Yet with her own shallow skills, she occupied almost the best Card-Making Room at Siyuan Academy. She could not help feeling a little ashamed.
Because of this, her manner became even more respectful as she followed close behind Chen Mu.
The equipment had only just arrived, and Chen Mu had not had time to organize it, leaving the Card-Making Room somewhat cluttered. A small accident during his latest experiment had left one corner in a complete mess.
Chen Mu's gaze