All that meets the eyes are densely packed magma coal.
One can directly feel the surging magic power within it.
A true mining site.
Lear's smile became radiant.
With the magma coal in hand, nothing could limit the Blacksmith Shop anymore.
The workers could go all out!
After a moment, he calmed down again.
The ore veins needed to be mined.
From recent encounters, mining peacefully was not simple. Perhaps establishing a base in the Underworld for adequate safety would be necessary.
However, this would inevitably delay things.
This underground tunnel wasn't exactly close to Weilu City, making it difficult to manage a base from afar.
The current territory couldn't support moving too many forces for long-term defense here.
The army was too small; encountering attacks like the bat tide would be difficult to fend off, which would be of little significance.
While pondering, his gaze returned to calm.
