Hong Yesung, who had been lazing around every day, gradually started sitting back down in front of the kiln again. It began with food bowls and water bowls for pets. The quantity, shape, color, and patterns were all entirely up to the artisan’s whims. That had been the case even when he made weapons and equipment, but this time there was something even more outrageous.

The sales schedule was also completely up to him!

Once the Awakener Management Bureau, which had previously kept a tight grip on deadlines, withdrew its hands, Hong Yesung went berserk. He would laze around, make one piece. Laze around, make another. As a result, there were many cases where, on the day of sale, only a single item would grandly appear.

@YEEEsung_cute
Yesung, I love you but watching you sell bowls like this makes me furious, please make more

@sibal_sung
Yesung, unni’s a fried chicken shop owner’s daughter, I’ll let you eat chicken for life, trade me one bowl □

Naturally, buying one of the bowls was like plucking a star from the sky. Bowls made by that artisan! And to top it off, once a design came out, it would never be made again!

The System might have disappeared, but Hong Yesung’s abilities and fame had not. Pet owners, collectors, and fans alike—everyone went crazy trying to get their hands on Hong Yesung’s handmade pet bowls. It was the moment the artisan stirred up another frenzy.