C1109 Two or Three Things That People Who Are Not Gods Live 4(1)

"Hey, Ms. Ting, aren't you bored? Aren't you bored? How long are you going to keep knocking? "

There was a small figure on the workbench.

The pocket-sized girl was about ten inches tall. Her hair was pale gold and her emerald eyes, which should have been full of vitality, seemed a bit dull and listless at the moment.

She sat on the table, leaning against a piece of ore