Chapter 110 Nightmares of the Past

• Moments later, the machine started to produce a piece of long cloth that was several feet long. Damon then held it in his hand and took a closer look at it. Once he made sure there was nothing wrong with it, he passed it over to me.
• As I held the cloth in my hand, I could feel how soft the fabric was even though it hadn't been dyed yet. I then tried to stretch it to see how durable it was, and the cloth surprisingly held its own against my strength. "This is something else!" I complimented the quality of the fabric, thinking it was far superior than our previous products.
• Damon squinted and adjusted his glasses, proudly asking me in front of everyone else, "What do you think, Annon? Did I just blow your mind? Am I better than you at textile weaving?"