Soul Land III: Legend of the Dragon King
Chapter 13 – Hammer Tungsten Thousand Fine
“Wulin here!” A young boy in his twenties, with a tall and sturdy body, called out to Tang Wulin to say hello.
“Kakak Long.” Tang Wulin asked with a smile, “What tasks did the teacher give me today?”
Brother Long grinned, “There are so many things you have to do. Just go into the room and see for yourself. By the way, I envy you so much. You are so young, yet your workload is already more than mine! ” Blacksmith is a diligent profession. Naturally, the more work one did, the more income one made.
While chuckling, Tang Wulin asked, “If I am comparable to you, then why is Master still not allowing me to make such a large component?”
Brother Gong replied, “That's so you can have a stronger base. All right, let's go! Otherwise, you will not be able to get the job done today within the two hours you have. ”
Mang Tian Workshop only had three members, Mang Tian, Brother Long, and Tang Wulin. Originally, Brother Long was Mang Tian's only disciple, but with Tang Wulin's arrival, he had obtained a second disciple. Starting from his second visit to the workshop three years earlier, Tang Wulin started calling Mang Tian ‘Guru’.
Mang Tian was a very strict teacher. He had high demands on his students, but he also taught them earnestly. Tang Wulin often found himself thinking that he learned more things here in the workshop than in the academy.
Everyone has a workshop to work with. Mang Tian brought some fake engine components from outside before distributing them. He gave a simple one to Brother Long and Tang Wulin, while he personally oversaw the elaborate forging.
Every week they each had one day of special training when Mang Tian would teach them personally. For the rest of that week, they only had to complete the task Mang Tian had given them. The more they work, the better their skills and the more money they earn.
Tang Wulin entered his own forging room. It was very different from the dirty and messy reception room outside. Instead, he made his room very neat and tidy.
There were already some raw materials lying on the forging bench, as well as blueprints on his side.
When he first came here, Mang Tian had made him punch iron for three months to teach him proper transmission and force mitigation techniques. Every day he had to hit the iron for two hours. Those two hours were always an abyss of suffering for him.
Due to his constant training, Tang Wulin had grown stronger than before. Initially, he used a small iron hammer, but the required hammer was gradually replaced with a bigger and bigger one. After three months of practice, he was allowed to do some simple metal extraction work. One year later, he began making the simplest components.
It was not until half a year earlier that he was promoted from forging small components into medium-sized components. Mang Tian even began to compare him and Brother Long more closely. However, Tang Wulin's temperament had special perseverance. For three years he worked there, not once did he complain about his predicament.
After seriously looking at his blueprints, he understood what the task was today. He had to make ten ankle joints armored machine. The shape is round so if the work is done with a mold, it only needs to be pressed twice in order to be finished. However, when it came to faking it, the demands were much higher.
Blacksmithing was divided into many ranks. In general, there are Hundred Refined. Hundred Refined is when a component is refined a hundred times. Even higher than that was Thousand Refined.
The more time it is purified, the less impurities the metal has. Naturally, quality metal was needed to withstand the pressure of a thousand repairs. For now, Tang Wulin was still unable to make the Thousand Refined component, so he was rarely asked to do this kind of work.
With a trained movement, he pressed a button on the workbench, causing it to split in the center exposing the forging furnace. He tied some metal to a channel on the side, then pressed another button that sent the metal to the furnace.
He took out a pair of metal hammers with a shiny black coating. These two hammers were roughly the same size as the one he first used when he first came here. For small components of this kind, a hammer of this size is the most suitable.
However, this hammer was also a gift that Mang Tian had given him after working in his workshop for one year. Mang Tian personally made these Thousand Refined Tungsten Hammers. Each of them weighed around 40 kilograms, which made it extremely difficult for ordinary people to swing them. Nevertheless, they seemed almost weightless in Tang Wulin's hands.
He quickly swung a tungsten hammer in each hand and a row of ‘bantingan’ could be heard. With that echoing ‘bantingan’, he began forging that day.
Blacksmithing is the work of craftsmen. It is not just a simple skilled trade. Mang Tian had told him when he first started that in order to become a blacksmith, he had to use his brain. During the process of beating the metal, he must feel the vibration and change of the metal vein line. Only after understanding these two things would he be able to forge quality items.
In the perception aspect, Tang Wulin was excellent. Tang Wulin was unaware of the fact that when Mang Tian gifted him this pair of Thousand Fine Tungsten Hammer, it signified that he had officially become a blacksmith.
His monthly income could not be considered much but he still earnestly saved up some money each month. The rest, he set aside a small portion to spend on his younger sister, while the rest was given to his mother as family expense assistance.
He was only a nine-year-old at the moment, but with his three years of forging as well as his stern nature, he was much more stoic compared to his peers.
Two hours later he gave the final component of the final strike. Sighing, he grabbed a towel nearby and wiped off his sweat. Looking at the ten glowing joint components in front of him, he revealed a satisfied expression.
After getting used to forging, he became fond of this type of work. Every day he would brandish his metal hammer and pound. It was a way for him to vent his feelings in a carefree manner. Moreover, there were times when he pounded the metal so that he would enter an extremely fantastic condition. It was as if he was resonating with the hammer as well as with the metal he forged. Whenever this state of affairs occurred, the components he forged would be extremely extraordinary. Those components would even draw praise from the cold-hearted Mang Tian.
“Teacher.” Tang Wulin had just prepared to hand over his work when he discovered that Mang Tian was already in the forging room.
Mang Tian walked over to the workbench to check the product first. He nodded, then gave Tang Wulin some paper money. “This is the salary this month. Your work is pretty good. ”
“Thank you Master.” Tang Wulin was overjoyed as he hurriedly received the banknotes and put them in this pocket. Because of her excitement, Tang Wulin's little face was a bit red yet he couldn't hold back his fists happily.
Mang Tian looked at him doubtfully. “I've never seen you so happy receiving your monthly salary before.”
Asphyxiated, Tang Wulin took a deep breath before saying, “Teacher, I've saved up enough money to buy spirit souls!”
Mang Tian looked at him blankly, then said with a hint of emotion, “You said that your martial soul has reached rank 10?”
Tang Wulin nodded. I almost got there.
Mang Tian smiled slightly. “Hopefully succeed.”
“Teacher, I'll be back first.” Tang Wulin placed his finished components inside a box, then left with excitement.
As he looked at Tang Wulin's departure, Mang Tian could not help but smile bigger. “Finally, the boy acted like a normal kid. It was a pity that his martial soul was Bluesilver Grass. No matter what his soul is, I fear it all. This kid's talent in forging far exceeds my own. ”
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