“How much?”
Lin Yi was shocked by the number, his mouth agape.
Forget manual forging, even with modern machinery, it wouldn't be this fast!
“Let’s go take a look!”
Ignoring the pouring rain outside, Lin Yi stepped through the muddy ground and arrived at the occupied blacksmith shop.
Clang!
Clang, clang!
The crisp sound of metal striking echoed rhythmically.
Pushing open the door, five villagers inside were bustling with activity.
They had clear divisions of labor: some transported refined iron ingots, some vigorously pulled the bellows to control the furnace temperature, and some were responsible for quenching the newly formed weapons.
However…
The most striking was undoubtedly the middle-aged bearded man swinging a heavy hammer, striking the heated iron ingot!
Clang!
As the hammer fell, sparks crackled and flew!
The iron ingot that had just been sent over was slightly deformed.
Clang, clang!
Two consecutive hammer strikes followed closely.
The iron ingot was instantly enveloped in white light.
Immediately after.
Ding—
After a faint, pleasant crisp sound.
Under Lin Yi’s stunned gaze, the previous iron ingot disappeared, replaced by a red-hot, sharply edged blade.
“Sizzle—”
Another villager quickly put the blade into oil for quenching.
Before the flames on the blade extinguished.
The middle-aged bearded man took out a pre-prepared hilt and forcefully attached it!
White light flashed, and a brand-new, gleaming one-handed longsword appeared before Lin Yi.
From the craftsmanship, it was incredibly good!
“Ah… this…”
This unexpected scene was something Lin Yi had never anticipated.
Is he playing a game with cheats here!
Having watched many blade forging competitions before, Lin Yi, while not a professional, at least had some basic knowledge.
Such a one-handed sword, even with the aid of professional equipment like machine tools, would take several days to produce.
What did it mean when his hammer just went “clang, clang” and then “ding”?
Is he a disciple of Feng Ling Yue Ying!
“Lord! Is my craftsmanship not bad?”
“Others would take one or two hours to achieve this!”
Li Dachui flicked the sharp blade with his finger, chuckling.
Another villager immediately picked up a hammer and started smashing it, clang, clang.
Aside from a visible change in appearance, the iron ingot did not produce any magical white light.
“Hiss… this…”
Lin Yi was utterly bewildered and quickly opened Li Dachui’s information interface.
【Li Dachui】
Affiliation: Lin Yi
Race: Light Human Race
Aptitude: Pristine
Level: 20
Profession: Dawn Blacksmith (Self-Learned Life Profession)
Average Attributes: 15
Talent: None
Divine Blessing: Omitted
Skills: Lightspeed Forging (Why is blacksmithing so troublesome? Just a ‘ding’ and it’s done!), Purification (Poor undead, they definitely wouldn’t want to encounter weapons he forged.)
…
“Oh my… self-learned profession…”
Lin Yi’s jaw dropped.
He had thought only newborns could learn advanced professions.
He didn’t expect such an unexpected gain from a blacksmith shop.
“My Lord, give me some time, and I can pass on this skill!” Li Dachui humbly scratched his head and respectfully said, “I hope my Lord finds it satisfactory.”
【Government Message Update: Your subject Li Dachui wishes to pass on a profession. Detection shows you possess the Guang Long Nest. After building the Inheritance Sanctuary, you can imprint the profession “Dawn Blacksmith” for future generations to learn.】
It even comes with replication!
Lin Yi grew even more excited.
One must know that Ailina possessed Holy Blessing, specifically producing Light professions.
Once the Inheritance Sanctuary was built!
Wouldn’t he be able to have a continuous supply of high-tier troops?
“Excellent!”
Lin Yi patted his shoulder and nodded, “Keep up the good work, I have high hopes for you!”
This was undoubtedly very good news.
However, building the Inheritance Sanctuary required Ancient Wisdom Crystals.
Not to mention how to acquire that item.
Even light crystals were out of stock.
“One step at a time.”
“If you take too big a step.”
“Snap!”
“It’s easy to pull something.”
Lin Yi, however, had a good mindset, turned around, and pushed the door open to leave.
The blacksmith shop began to operate.
Wang Fugui built an iron smelting furnace next to the outdoor warehouse to ensure a stable output of weapons.
Back in his bedroom.
Lin Yi lay on the bed and opened the bag Xiang Yi had left for him.
Inside were more than a dozen purple crystal coins and a dull, somewhat smooth silver ring.
Upon touching it, an information interface appeared in Lin Yi’s vision.
…
【Storage Ring】
Type: Storage Item
Space: 1m³
…
After a simple try, Lin Yi quickly understood how to use it, clenching it tightly and focusing his mind.
Inside the ring, there were only over 1000 purple crystal coins.
Clearly, this was Liu Hao’s entire remaining fortune.
Putting the ring on his hand, Lin Yi silently calculated.
During this time, the blacksmith shop should bring him 7000-8000 purple crystal coins in revenue daily.
This could rival the output of a secret realm.
The blacksmith shop’s level was too low… if it had higher quality…
Would the income be even more?
Soon, this thought was dismissed by Lin Yi himself.
High-grade weapons could be used to upgrade his army’s equipment.
Selling them was out of the question.
On the Day of Descent, the money in the pockets of Blue Star Lords was limited.
The market was disrupted by the first Void Aura invasion.
The proportion of common Lords who could afford two or three hundred gold coins for a sharp weapon would not be too high, and they had already reached their limit.
If he wanted to gain more income, he had to turn his attention to the nobility.
Their imported wealth might also be nearing depletion.
Just like the remaining purple crystal coins in Liu Hao’s storage ring.
He needed to extract every last drop of value from them before they became worthless.
As he thought.
The rain hitting the roof was like a hypnotic symphony.
Lin Yi gradually felt sleepy.
The next day.
It was still dark, and the overnight downpour had stopped at some point.
Under the light of torches everywhere.
The villagers of the territory, like taut bowstrings, were tense in the morning mist, methodically participating in construction.
The chat channel was buzzing.
“Ah, no, I just slept, how did the Hero Leaderboard change? How did Lin Yi get another hero with a mysterious aptitude?”
“Hehe, based on the information I know, we belong to a Tier 1 civilization, and Legendary is the cap! Tier 2 civilization aptitude levels are Mythical, Holy Spirit, and Immortal, meaning that Lin Yi’s hero aptitude is at least Mythical! There’s even a possibility of Immortal-grade! That’s amazing!”
“Holy crap, where did you get that information?”
“Weekly quest rewards, you wouldn’t not know that new weekly quests have refreshed, would you?”
“I’ve never heard of such information before! Does that mean we’re about to enter a Tier 2 civilization?”
“I also really want to recruit a powerful hero, otherwise, what will we do when the barrier disappears the day after tomorrow and we encounter alien race?”
“Racial disputes and forced declarations can’t be used, what are you afraid of! Aren’t they afraid of the crime penalty?”
“Hahaha, I finally got a class change scroll! Who cares about being this damn Lord! Begging for a big shot to take me in! Can sign a contract!”
…
Lin Yi held a statistical report from Wang Fugui in his hand and couldn’t help but feel puzzled.
According to the statistics from one night.
Seven Lords had already upgraded to Tier 3 territories.
What was strange was that the Imperial Prince, who had been so prominent at the beginning, was completely silent.
“Dead?”
Lin Yi shook his head, “It’s none of my business anyway, let’s aim for a Tier 4 territory first.”
Flick’s clan should be arriving soon.
He quickly walked to the East Gate of the territory.
In the training ground, 100 spearmen were sweating profusely, carrying large stones, and running hard through the muddy ground.
Anyone who fell behind would be severely whipped on the buttocks by Wang Dazhuang.
Xiang Yi and Lü Xiaoyou sat cross-legged in the training arena.
The two women’s hair was disheveled, as if they had just finished a battle.
“Roar—”
A giant shadow flashed across the sky.
Big White, holding a large piece of crystallized beast hind leg meat in his mouth, landed in front of Lin Yi’s feet.
“Slurp!”
Big White dropped the beast meat on the ground, licked Lin Yi’s hand, and circled around him.
Then he sat down on the ground, pointed at the beast meat with his paw, and pushed it towards Lin Yi’s hand.
His two vertical pupils looked at Lin Yi with eager devotion, letting out low growls.
He seemed to be saying.
“Look, I brought you something delicious!”
“Good boy, you eat it.” Lin Yi smiled slightly, reaching out to rub his opponent’s scaly, smooth head.
“Woo woo…”
Big White blinked, raised his upper body, and affectionately rubbed his head against Lin Yi’s stomach.
Then, he suddenly opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and vigorously licked Lin Yi’s face a few times.
Before the latter could react, he turned his head, snatched the hind leg meat, and flapped his wings to escape the scene.
His thick tail swayed from side to side in the air like a wave, full of defiance.
“Damn it!”
Lin Yi wiped the sticky saliva from his face, his veins throbbing on his forehead, and cursed at the departing shadow in the air, “Tonight, I’m eating dragon meat!”
However.
Watching Big White fly away, then gazing at the vast sky.
Lin Yi crossed his arms and muttered to himself, “I need to find a chance to make a saddle; then I can ride the dragon and fly…”
At the same time.
A group of blurry shadows appeared in front of his vision.