Chapter 120
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The designated existence of Caster as a Magesmith signals change and growth throughout her life. One fine day, while he was relaxing in his workshop and pondering over his achievements.

“I can’t just get on with this,” he whispered to himself, “everything was simpler where I came from. These power tools- drills, grinders…anything got done ten times faster.”

He stood still as he contemplated what he would be doing next. He wondered why some of that efficiency could not be brought to the situation here?

With that, he set to work on one of his latest ideas: the need to upgrade his tools with a more modern one.

He wanted to recreate the power tools from his prior existence, and it would begin with a grinder, an uncomplicated yet highly functional tool.

They heard him muttering to himself and after passing a gas station, Caster stopped to draw, saying, ‘I remember those automatic grinders.’

“I can craft a thing just like this, maybe a belt grinder.” But after a while he changed his min
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