My eyes turned dark and lit up again.

Driving has become accustomed to entering this [Endless World] game. When I opened my eyes, I saw the familiar village. As usual, there were curling smoke rising from several places.

This time, I didn't care about it and rushed straight into Black's blacksmith shop.

With the experience of the previous two times, I was motivated without waiting for what the blacksmith Black said, and went straight to the hot spring that could wash away fatigue from people.

The magical hot spring once again washed away the fatigue from Dangsheng's body, and the tingling muscles returned to normal again. All you can feel is the explosive power contained in it.

Black squatted at the door, leaning against the ventilated door panel with cracks. He raised his sleepy eyes without raising his eyes and stared at the ground silently, smoking his cigarette puff: "Today, there is no new thing to teach you. Continue to practice the last hammer, when will you practice well, and when will you learn something else?"

"By the way..." Black pointed to the mop pole in his hand and pointed to the shelf behind him who was motivated: "From today, don't use the previous hammer. Change to the second hammer..."

No. 2? Looking at Black's cigarette rod, the second iron hammer he mentioned was less than the one he used before, right? This old blacksmith is really cruel. One plus is one hundred kilograms?

"Don't forget, iron breathing method."

Black opened his sleepy eyes and gave a reminder, and his body contracted slightly and began to smoke and said no more.

He grinned with the hammer with an extra 100 kilograms. The power that had finally grown over the days was completely offset by the extra 100 kilograms out of thin air.

He took a deep breath of flame and wandered among the dead holes in his body. His shoulders and the muscles of his neck were squirting out. The heavy and huge hammer was raised high, and a new round of hammering began.

The hammer added new weight and found that the lines and angles that I could still smash smoothly yesterday were completely distorted at this moment.

I thought I was almost completely mastering the skills of this first hammer. Unexpectedly... I smiled hard and raised the hammer high again.

The scorching sparks splashed continuously in the small courtyard, and the collision of metal became the only music in the courtyard.

One hour...

"Your forging proficiency is improved, your ironwork level is increased by one, and your strength is increased a little."

Two hours...

“Your forging proficiency increases, your strength increases a little.”

Three hours...

"Your forging proficiency is improved, your ironwork level is increased by one, and your strength is increased a little."

"Players work hard and successfully forged the first-level iron spirit."

Black looked at the gorgeous metal sparks that were once again fired, and his hazy eyes burst into a hint of surprise and joy. He quickly raised his hand and shouted, "Stop."

In just three hours, Dangjin felt like his body was about to be drained. Doujin, iron breathing method and body brute force were consumed by these three hours.

Black held the cigarette pole in his left hand, and turned around the motivation twice, his eyes that nodded frequently were filled with joy.

The enthusiasm was so exciting that Black was similar to the father-in-law's eyes that looked at his son-in-law. He felt a lot of pain in his heart, and for a moment he even forgot the level of the call system observation.

"Very good! Very good!" Black touched his energetic arm and nodded repeatedly: "I didn't expect that you reached the level ten blacksmith so quickly, which is very good!"

Level 10 blacksmith? When I heard this, I felt that my strength had recovered a lot in an instant. I thought it would take several days to become a level 10 blacksmith, but I didn't expect that just because I changed to a big iron hammer and exercised the strange iron-smithing technique, I quickly achieved the level 10 blacksmith dream of countless blacksmiths.

"So..." He pointed at his nose and asked in disbelief: "I am a level 10 blacksmith? I am a forge."

"Yes! You are a level 10 blacksmith." Black nodded behind his back with his hands behind his back and shook his head again: "But you are not a forge yet."

"Aren't I already a level 10 blacksmith? Why aren't I a forge? "

He drove Black in confusion. According to the old blacksmith Franlin's explanation, becoming a level 10 blacksmith is a forging. Why did Black say that he was not a forging?

"The level 10 blacksmith is a level 10 blacksmith, and the forging is a forging." Black sat on the ground, roasted the smoke pot on the stove, and took a sip of the tobacco, causing the tobacco to burn in the smoke pot to light and darken: "The level 10 blacksmith is the closest to the forging, but not the real forging. If you want to become a real forging, you need to go through a trial. If you can complete it, you can become a real forging."

Trial! Another trial! I'm excited to find that I can't get rid of the trial, either in the Auckland Magic and Warrior Academy of the Zhenze Dynasty or in this endless world.

"What is a real forging? Is it just a 10-level blacksmith? Maybe it's like this in others, but I'm different here." Black raised his chin slightly, his hazy eyes exuded incredible pride and pride, and he had a sense of arrogant look at the world: "A real forging should have a lot of real forging, he personally explored minerals, created iron essence, completed the production of fighting war alone, matched wood and charcoal for fire, etc...."

"Repair the fighter? I can do this." I remembered the resurrection of the fighter for the guardians of Auckland: "I still know the fighter's technique."

"Sharp-cleaning technique? What does it have to do with repairing combat troops?" Blake frowned and said in confusion: "If a fighting sword-shaped combat troops break in half, what is the use of your combat weapons?"

He scratched his head awkwardly. He really had no choice but to do this. It seems that the repair I understand is not exactly the same in Black's eyes.

"Take this..." Blake touched in his arms, took out a book with yellow skin and shabby skin that could fall apart at any time: "Look at this prospecting first."

Prospecting is a special science. Whether humans or demons have put in a lot of effort in this regard, they are still far inferior to the barbarians living in the north of the Zhence Dynasty. Several of them have natural intuitions about exploration. Almost everyone’s first knowledge to learn from childhood is to understand different geology, various rock layers and surrounding mountains and rivers to judge whether there are metal ores in a certain place, what kind of metal ores may exist, and the output of the ore.
Chapter completed!