Inside the shelter.
Sylvie hung her head low.
Before the apocalypse, she was a famous model, so her daily schedule consisted of nothing but exercises, photoshoots, and traveling.
It was quite a luxury if she could catch a nap between shoots, let alone watch movies or play games.
"Understood..." Lin Yi nodded slightly, finally identifying the core of the problem.
Sylvie had never seen those medieval weapons and defensive armor before; how could she possibly make them?
Relying solely on imagination?
He genuinely didn't understand why Sylvie would draw the Weapon Smith skill, despite the girl's efforts.
In his view, it was a malicious joke; women and weapons just didn't mix!
Especially medieval weapons!
Those things were what drove men crazy...
So, he suggested that the girl try to find people who understood medieval weapons and armor.
Lin Yi sighed.
"If you can't find any, why not ask a game player, like Melanie?"
"Alright, boss! Thank you!"
