The list of divine consultants scrolled before his eyes. He hesitated, his finger hovering over the interface. He thought of the decades of failure, the cracked anvils, the shattered ores. He needed the absolute truth, no matter how harsh.
Taking a deep breath, he tapped the name: [Zhenren Chuang (Artifact Forging, Array Mechanics) - Rate: 10,000 DE / Minute].
[Connection Established. Deducting 10,000 DE for Minute 1. Initiating Divine Projection.]
Not long after, the screen of the console shimmered before a holographic projection snapped into focus.
It was not a grand, imposing figure bathed in heavenly light which indicated a Heavenly Descent. Instead, it was like the usual video call feature that patrons had already grown used to.
The broad-shouldered man with a messy beard, wearing a soot-stained leather apron over his naked body, stared at him. He was currently chewing on what looked like a piece of raw spirit metal while he continued to smash a massive, glowing hammer.
