"What did you just say?" Deng Zeng asked, his voice filled with surprise. At the moment, he was staring at his calm and collected son, who seemed to have transformed into someone entirely different. The boy was kneeling on the floor in front of his father, holding a Memory Stone in his hand.
"Just as I mentioned earlier, Father," Deng Wu said respectfully, gently pushing the gemstone, allowing a scroll of paper to unfurl in his hand.
The Memory Stone was another storage stone, albeit of low quality. The only things stored within were the blueprints for creating a water wheel and the necessary adjustments required to modify their production.
"These diagrams depict an astonishing mechanism that will enable us to harness river currents as a power source, without relying on any spiritual energy," Deng Wu decided to reiterate Yan Xiaobao's words as he slowly approached his father and respectfully handed over the two scrolls.
