One look at his wristwatch was enough to tell.

A few days ago, he had only just managed to complete Level Two back in Cliff City, grinding away until number 3 finally started to show. Yet after coming to the Recycling and Processing Department, his progress had skyrocketed to sixty percent in just four or five days.

His progress bar shot up like a download with premium speed unlocked, climbing so fast it simply would not stop. It rose so fast that even Deus Ex Machina could barely digest it all.

If his time in the workshop had been like nibbling tiny portions of rare delicacies by candlelight on an empty stomach, then this place was a free street-food buffet where he could gorge himself to his heart’s content.

There were at least forty craftsmen involved, each of them fully focused on making different batches of equipment. They belonged to different schools, and they had different styles and areas of expertise. It was practically the same as having more than forty craftsmen pour everything they knew into Ji Jue, giving him private lessons and forcing enlightenment straight into his head.

By now, even...