"Grandpa Maken, I'm here to find you."
Adoma came to the old human's back and shouted loudly.
The old human seemed as if he didn't hear anything and continued with his mechanical operations, not even raising his head.
Just as Adoma was about to call out again, the old man waved a hand: "Alright, no need to shout, I'm not deaf yet."
He raised his head, took off his glasses, wiped the lenses with his sleeve, and then put them back on.
Kane looked at the oil on his sleeve, wondering if wiping like that would just make it blurrier?
"Alright, alright, you know how to operate this machine. If you want to find information, check it yourself. I'm going out for a cup of tea."
After saying this, Maken slowly walked past Kane, glanced at him, and then left the room.
Adoma waved to Kane: "Come on, tell me which dungeon you want to check. What's its name again?"
Kane walked over and said helplessly, "Demon Valley."
