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"Wulin, you're here!" A tall and muscular youth in his twenties greeted Tang Wulin.
"Brother Long." "What mission did teacher assign today?" Tang Wulin asked with a smile.”
Brother Long smiled." But it's not a small amount. You'll know when you go to your room and take a look." Speaking of which, I'm a little jealous of you. How old are you? This workload has already caught up to mine." Forging was hard work, and the more he did, the more he would earn.
"How can I compare to you? Teacher still doesn't allow me to forge large components." Tang Wulin chuckled.”
"That's to strengthen your foundation." Alright, hurry up and go. Otherwise, you won't be able to play for two hours today.”
There were only three people in Mang Tian's studio: Mang Tian, Brother Long, and Tang Wulin. Brother Long was Mang Tian's only disciple, but after Tang Wulin arrived, he became the second one. He had addressed Mang Tian as 'teacher' three years ago when he came here for the second time.
Mang Tian was an extremely strict teacher with high expectations. However, he taught her very seriously. There were many times when Tang Wulin felt that he had learned far more here than in the academy.
Everyone had their own workshop. Mang Tian would take on some forging work for mecha parts from the outside and then assign them to others. He left the simple tasks to Brother Long and Tang Wulin while he handled the complicated tasks himself.
Every week, there would be a day where Mang Tian would teach them step by step. The rest of the day, they would have to complete the tasks Mang Tian had assigned them. The more and better he did, the higher his income would be.
Tang Wulin arrived at his forging workshop. It was different from the messy living room outside. His place was very clean and tidy. He had tidied it himself.
As expected, some raw materials had already been placed on the forging table. There were also blueprints beside them.
When he had first arrived, Mang Tian had made him work on iron blocks for three months. He had only taught him the techniques of striking and channeling energy. He had to knock for two hours every day. That was a period of time when the water was hot.
However, Tang Wulin's strength was still growing as he continued to practice. The small hammer was also gradually growing in size. Three months later, he began to carry out some simple metal extraction work. A year later, he began to make the simplest parts.
It was not until half a year ago that he had upgraded from small-scale forging to medium-scale forging. Mang Tian was even stricter with him than he was with Brother Long. However, Tang Wulin seemed to have a special tenacity in his personality. He had never complained about hardship in the three years he had been here.
After looking at the blueprint seriously, he understood what his job was today. Ten joints. These were the ankle joints of the mecha. They were spherical in shape. If it was casting, it would only require two punches to complete. However, for forging, the requirements were much higher.
There were many levels of forging. Generally speaking, they were all Hundred Refined. The so-called Hundred Refined was that every part of a component had to be forged over a hundred times. There was still the Thousand Refinements.
The more times the metal was refined, the less impurities there would be. Of course, the metal had to be of good quality to withstand the pressure of Thousand Refinements. As for the Thousand Refined parts, Tang Wulin was currently incapable of making them, so he rarely had such a job.
He skillfully pressed the button on the forging table. The center of the forging table split open, revealing the forging furnace below. Tang Wulin fixed a piece of metal into the slot beside the forging furnace. He then pressed the button and sent it into the forging furnace.
Two shiny black hammers appeared in his hands. The size of these two hammers was similar to the ones he had when he first came here for the test. For forging small and medium-sized components, hammers of this size were most suitable.
However, the pair of hammers in his hands were a gift from Mang Tian when he had been here for a year. Mang Tian had personally crafted the Thousand Refined tungsten hammers, each weighing eighty jin. It would be difficult for an ordinary person to lift them. However, it felt as if it was nothing in Tang Wulin's hand.
Under the high temperature of the forging furnace, the metal quickly turned bright red. Tang Wulin pushed the tungsten steel hammer in his right hand against the groove while the hammer in his left hand closed from above and clamped the metal out.
He quickly swung the tungsten steel hammer with both hands, and a series of " ding ding dang dang " sounds rang out. The day's forging began.
Forging was a skill, and it wasn't as simple as being skilled in it. Mang Tian had told Tang Wulin when he first started learning that if he wanted to become a qualified blacksmith, he had to use his brain. He had to judge the texture and characteristics of the metal through the rebound and the changes in the metal during the process of striking. Only by mastering all these could one truly forge a high-quality weapon.
Tang Wulin was extremely perceptive in this aspect. He didn't know that when Mang Tian gave him this pair of tungsten steel hammers, it meant that he was already an official blacksmith.
His monthly income wasn't much. He would save up a fixed amount of money and leave a portion of the remaining money for his sister to spend. The rest would be given to Lang Yue to supplement the family expenses.
He was only a nine-year-old child now, but his three years of forging career had made him much more mature than his peers in terms of both his will and personality.
After two hours, the last component was completed under the heavy hammering of the tungsten steel hammer. Tang Wulin let out a long sigh and grabbed the towel beside him to wipe his sweat. Looking at the ten shiny joint parts in front of him, his face revealed a satisfied expression.
He had gotten used to forging, and he had fallen in love with this job. Waving the hammer every day was a particularly carefree way to vent. Moreover, occasionally, he would enter a special state during the process of striking. This state was very magical, as if he had resonated with the metal being struck and the hammer in his hand. And every time this happened, the parts he made would be particularly outstanding. Even Mang Tian, with his cold and hard personality, couldn't help but praise him.
"Teacher." Just as Tang Wulin was about to hand in his work, he discovered that Mang Tian had already arrived at his forging workshop.
Mang Tian walked over to the forging table to take a look at his work. He nodded and handed him a stack of banknotes. Not bad."
"Thank you, teacher." Tang Wulin was overjoyed. He hastily took the notes and tucked them into his bosom. His little face was flushed with excitement, but he could not help but wave his fists vigorously.
Mang Tian looked at him with a puzzled expression.”
Tang Wulin's breathing was slightly hurried. He took a deep breath and said,"Teacher, I've saved enough money to buy a spirit soul.”
Mang Tian stared blankly for a moment before his expression changed slightly."Are you saying that your martial soul has already reached the tenth rank?”
Tang Wulin nodded." That should be enough.”
Mang Tian revealed a rare smile.”
"Teacher, I'll go back first." Tang Wulin placed the finished parts into a box and ran out excitedly.
Mang Tian couldn't help but smile wider as he watched his back. Unfortunately, his martial soul is only Bluesilver Grass. No matter what his spirit soul is, I'm afraid it's still…However, this is also my good fortune. In terms of forging, this child's talent is enough to inherit my mantle.”
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