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Chapter 238: Refiner(2/3)

I gently scraped it with a sharp knife a few times and found no discoloration. I weighed it with a scale and measured the drainage volume.

"this……"

The young man couldn't believe it.

After calculation, the density of this piece of metal has reached 25g/cm, while the same volume of gold is only 19.32 grams, and the density of steel is only 7.85 grams!

If you still can’t understand this, Osmium, the densest metal in the world, has a density of 22.48g/cm, but this thing is very hard, but also very brittle. If you put it in an iron mortar and pound it, it will easily become

powder.

Gold is also very dense and soft, and you can bite it with your teeth to leave traces.

The one in front of me cannot leave any trace with a sharp dagger, and it is so heavy... I only measured it to confirm, I have never seen it before!

As a weapon refiner, you can see a novel metal with key hardness and density. You can imagine the excitement in your heart. The young man took the meteorite and took a few steps to a special instrument, which released a special

The light wave shone for a while, and he said: "I have never seen this thing before, but we shouldn't be able to forge it, at least with my ability, I can't!"

Even though something is good, it still depends on ability, otherwise it will just be wasted.

Yang Yi smiled: "You can't forge it. I wonder if Mr. Chen Nanyun is here? Can he forge it?"

The young man was stunned: "Do you know my grandfather?"

Yang Yi: "Being able to come here, I naturally got some good news and heard the old man's name!"

After a moment of silence, the young man said: "My grandfather is old and has stopped forging by himself. In the past two years, he has been giving me guidance... Well, let me ask him. If he is willing to take action, that's fine. If he is not willing, then that's fine.

There’s nothing we can do!”

"Thank you!" Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

The young man took a few steps to the door, put up a sign saying "Closed for the time being", pulled up the rolling shutter door, and walked in: "Follow me..."

This is an urban-rural fringe area. Like the previous Wang's groceries, there is a small courtyard at the back, full of various vegetables.

"grandfather……"

When they came to a house, the young man shouted out. After a while, an old man walked out of the house with displeasure: "Why are you coming back if you're not looking at the store outside?"

He looks like he is in his eighties, his beard and hair are all white, but his movements are not slow at all and he is full of energy.

As if he was used to being scolded, the young man didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "Grandpa, this little brother came from other places specifically to ask you to forge knives..."

Eyes narrowed, the old man waved his hand, without a hint of politeness in his tone: "Forging knives? Get them decorations so they can show off and sell them for a big price? There is no way!"

Seeing that this person was really not easy to talk to, Yang Yi's eyes flashed and he said the words he had prepared before: "I accidentally got a piece of metal, which is an extraterrestrial meteorite. It is extremely rare and has a density greater than gold.

Young Master... Since you don’t want to refine weapons, then I’ll go to the Magic City to find Mr. Zhang Qingyuan, maybe he can do it!”

After saying that, he shook his head and left.

When a profession reaches its peak, related items will inevitably generate great interest, just like if you have mastered playing the piano and heard that the most expensive piano in the world is in front of you, you will definitely be itching to play.

Since the person in front of me is difficult to move in the normal way, let's just talk about the specialness of metal and see if he is tempted.

In addition, if Zhang Qingyuan is thrown out, there may be a turning point.

Sure enough, after hearing his words, the old man frowned slightly: "Do you know Zhang Qingyuan?"

Yang Yi nodded and took out the dagger he got from Zhang Xinyuan: "Mr. Chen should be able to recognize this weapon!"

Taking it in confusion, the old man glanced at it and immediately raised his eyebrows: "It is indeed his handiwork..."

As they are both the top masters in the country, they can naturally recognize whether something is forged by the other.

This is similar to paintings and calligraphy. Even if there is no signature, professionals can tell whether it is authentic or not.

"This thing is so precious. That old guy Zhang Qingyuan can give it to you means that your relationship is extraordinary..."

Throwing the dagger back, the old man lost his previous pride and looked over: "Show me the metal you mentioned!"

Zhang Qingyuan's weapon refining level is no worse than him. If he really refuses to agree and lets this person go to the other side, won't he miss the opportunity once he comes up with a powerful weapon?

He's not that stupid!

Seeing that the other party had taken the bait, Yang Yi smiled slightly and handed over the meteorite.

The old man took it, and felt his palms sinking as well, with a look of surprise in his eyes. He then took out a magnifying glass and special instruments, examined the boss for a while, and then exhaled and said: "This is indeed not something that exists on the earth, at least.

I have been learning blacksmithing for so many years, but I have never encountered this. If I give it to Zhang Qingyuan... it will definitely be wasted. I know his level of forging! By the way... Where did you get this thing? "

Yang Yidao: "I bought it from a grocery store. I don't know exactly where it came from!"

This is not a lie. Wang Yang said that this thing was obtained from an ancient tomb, but when he went to the tomb, he did not see the second piece. Whether it was the second piece or not was impossible to find out since the person was dead.

The old man sighed: "You can collect such things... What a blessing. What kind of weapons are you planning to forge?"

Yang Yidao: "A blade of two inches in length and about one finger wide is enough. There is no requirement for shape, just sharpness!"

Mental power is different from the physical body, and is even weirder. It does not need to be forged to look like a dagger, nor does it need to be made into a dagger. As long as it is sharp enough, it can control flight and explode with unparalleled power.

Upon hearing this request, the old man was stunned, his eyes widened, and his beard blew in anger: "Such a precious material can be made into a blade?"

It has been more than seventy years since I learned blacksmithing, and this is the first time I have seen such a precious metal used to make blades... What a waste!

Yang Yi smiled and said: "No matter what is forged, it is the greatest respect to be able to use it in the true sense. You can't just forge it and keep it on the shelf!"

"this……"

Seeing him retort with what he just said, the old man frowned.

Everyone who is good at forging hopes that the weapons they forge can be used in battle instead of just sitting there gathering dust.

Among the famous weapons in ancient times, fish intestines, pure Jun, Ganjiang, and Moye, which one is not stained with blood and carries a sad legend? I have never heard that a sword that has been put on a shelf for people to admire will become a famous sword.

However, now that we are a society ruled by law, the lethality of weapons is basically useless, and viewing has become the biggest use.

"Are you... a mutant?"

The old man looked over.

If you can become a leader in an industry, you are certainly not a fool and can respond very quickly.

If you want to use it, you must fight, and now... only this kind of person will do this.

Yang Yi nodded and took out the identity document from his pocket: "Squadron leader of the action team, the purpose of forging weapons is to better kill illegal mutants. I hope Mr. Chen can fulfill his wish."

After taking a closer look at the document, the old man Chen Nanyun did not say anything, but looked at the iron block in his hand again: "Let me see if this thing is malleable first. If not, everything will be in vain!"

If a metal is to be forged into a weapon, many conditions are involved. Plasticity is the most important part. Without this characteristic, no matter how hard it is, it is useless, just like diamond, which is very hard but cannot be forged into a weapon because

Once heated to a certain temperature, it will vaporize directly...

Knowing that the other party said this and agreed to help with the forging, Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

The identity of the action team is really useful...at least when used within the country, no one will give you face.

Chen Nanyun said no more and opened a door.

Yang Yi followed. There were furnaces used for forging and low-temperature water tanks used for tempering. However, it was different from what he imagined. There were no coals, no hammers, etc., but a series of machines.

Seeing the confusion in his eyes, Chen Nanyun explained: "The advent of the mechanical age has had a great impact on our profession and made many people unemployed, but it is not without any benefits. At least, we forging no longer have to do what we did before.

Thanks for your hard work!"

In ancient times, it was recognized that there were three hardest professions: punting, blacksmithing, and selling tofu!

The so-called blacksmithing means weapon refining.

Staying with the stove all day long, enduring the heat, it's like falling into purgatory, swinging a hammer for a lifetime, laborious, dirty and tiring, not to mention years of smoke and fire, the eyes can't stand it, many practitioners are old and

He died when he was young, and very few people can live to his age.

With a sigh, Chen Nanyun turned around and ordered: "Xiao Chao, turn on the electric arc furnace!"

"yes!"

The young man looking after the store took two steps to a big box in the middle, pushed the electric switch, and turned on the switch.

With a sound of "Buzz!", the temperature inside the glass showcase gradually increased and turned a little red, as if there were countless flames beating inside.

On the monitor outside, a line of numbers kept jumping. From the previous number of more than 20, it jumped to 500 in the blink of an eye, and continued to increase.

"What's the temperature?" Yang Yi asked.

"Um!"

Chen Nanyun nodded and introduced: "In the past, the coal we used for forging, coupled with the blower, could only burn to a thousand degrees at most. It was difficult to melt steel. Now we use electricity! This is what I specially asked my friends to come from abroad.

The vacuum electric arc furnace I ordered is perfect for making weapons!"

During the introduction, the temperature in the furnace was getting higher and higher. Chen Nanyun placed the meteorite in his hand into a groove, and then a mechanical arm emerged and sent the stone into the center of the boiler.

Yang Yi looked at the display screen. Along with the roar of the machine, the temperature on it kept beating and exceeded 1,000 degrees in the blink of an eye.

The meteorite is dark and does not seem to have changed at all.

At a thousand degrees, ordinary steel turns red, but this thing doesn't even change its color. No wonder Wang Yang can't succeed no matter what.

The machine roared and the temperature continued to increase.

"It is indeed much better than a coal stove..."
To be continued...
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