Brilliant sunlight pierced through the square window, casting a scene inside the room.
This was a gigantic, rectangular stone house, the walls and ceiling formed as one piece, clearly bearing traces of witchcraft.
Inside, there was a huge metal contraption shining like silver, resembling a mechanical serpent stretching across the room, with gears and levers intermittently visible on its exposed surface.
Driven by the Magic Stone, the silver serpent hummed continuously as it rapidly produced rough prototypes of uniquely shaped farming tools.
Members of the Truth Society gathered around, marvelling and gasping in wonder from time to time.
"Lady Ice, this is indeed an extraordinary invention!"
"Yes, with these, we no longer need to hire so many workers, just provide Magic Stones and raw materials, and the products can be made incessantly!"
"Now that the costs have plummeted, even if we set the price at one-fifth of the original, we still stand to earn!"
