Mo Qingchen watched closely as the mechanical wild boar under Grey Wolf's welding became noticeably rounder.
It gave off the impression of being a pile of iron ingots welded together haphazardly.
His eyelids twitched involuntarily as he saw Grey Wolf wipe a non-existent bead of sweat from his forehead, exhale, and begin the manual transformation again.
"Phew, welding complete. Now, this pig's protective capabilities have increased significantly.
But its size seems a bit overloaded, so let's add a gravity suspension device.
As for weapons, both long-range and close combat are essential.
Given the limited conditions, let's whip up an energy-driven air cannon as a stopgap.
For close combat, the plasma oscillation saber will have to suffice.
Damn it! If conditions allowed, I'd make a laser cutting saber!"
The Fierce Wolf King, wielding a small hammer, began to pound crazily on the now much bulkier mechanical wild boar.
