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Fizz gasped softly. "Ooooh. Pretty geometry. I love when reality becomes decorative."
John did not answer. He kept feeding mana. The lines thickened. The shapes deepened. The floor hummed.
Then, like a thought becoming solid, a crafting table rose.
[Ding! System Notification: Item created Semi Automatic Crafting Table.
Item Grade: Rare Utility.
Function: Parts crushing pressing carving and rune channel shaping.
Limit: Manual assembly required for final product completion.
Limit: Requires host mana input during operation.
Note: Table output quality scales with host control and material grade.]
It did not rise like wood being lifted by hands. It rose like the world had decided there had always been a table there and was only now admitting it.
