"Click!"
With the snap of the shutter, a sheet of photo paper slid out.
She looked so pretty and adorable in the picture.
The surrounding Elves immediately crowded around. As they watched Fendona's image slowly appear on the white paper, they burst into cries of amazement.
"Heavens! What kind of advanced soul-imprinting spell is this?"
"It sealed the Princess's beauty in an instant! Great Xia's magic is terrifying!"
Fendona's emerald eyes brimmed with delight as she carefully tucked the photo close to her body.
Behind her, her attendants all carried bags of various sizes, filled with clothes, shoes, and other things that had caught Fendona's fancy.
Watching the surveillance feed, Lin Mo could not help laughing.
"Great Xia's clothes are far too irresistible to these beauty-loving Elves. We'll have to worry about their wallets from now on."
In Great Xia, what countless women loved most was buying all sorts of clothes, shopping nonstop.
These Elves probably would not escape that fate either.
On another screen were the Dwarves.
They had no interest in clothes or electrical appliances. The places where they gathered most were the heavy-duty hardware section and the liquor section.
Their old acquaintance, Elder Thorin, was leading a group of Dwarf apprentices as they leaned over a CNC lathe, practically drooling.
A Great Xia technician held a power drill against a thick steel plate and pressed down with a whirring buzz.
In less than five seconds, he had drilled a smooth, round hole.
The watching Dwarves' eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
On the Terra Continent, even a Third Order Dwarf Craftsman would have to chisel away with a hammer for ages to make a hole in refined steel this thick.
Yet a Great Xia worker could finish it in seconds with a spinning "lump of iron"?