[Congratulations to the host!]

[Through hard study, he mastered a wide range of forging knowledge, comprehended the "spatial dimension", and became a senior forger. 】

[Miscellaneous arts: advanced forging / heavenly creation, senior welder / welding endlessly. 】

Chen Qingshi looked at the prompts of the system, closed his eyes and felt it, and couldn't help but pout.

This is a senior blacksmith?

It doesn't seem to be that difficult.

Before picking up the two, they were seriously damaged in the battle, and they were originally irreparable in Chen Qingshi's eyes, and they could only be scrapped.

The ability of the "spatial dimension" works!

In his mind, he had thoroughly seen through the inside and outside of these two silver-gray round pipes, a total of thirteen problems, six difficulties, and one hundred and eighty-nine repair plans flashed sparks in the sea of knowledge.

Two seconds later, Chen Qingshi decided on the final plan.

Zizizizi!

A flash of electricity flashed in his palm, and the precise magnetic manipulation caused the silver-gray round tube composed of fifty-seven parts to disintegrate as if pulled by the silk thread.

With a pull of the five fingers of his right hand, the metal shavings in each transparent lattice on the table, as if they had generated spirituality, automatically leaped out, dancing and falling into the damaged parts.

The faint sound of Bilibili's welding sounded.

After awakening the bloodline of the Thunder Emperor, Chen Qingshi, who was automatically upgraded to a senior welder, was not inferior to Chen Blacksmith at all in his welding skills.

As if forging a work of art, Chen Qingshi sat upright on a chair, and the various materials on the table were like elves leaping, and the fifty-seven parts began to combine again.

The "click" sound is the machine bracket fastening, and the mortise and tenon of each part.

The "stabbing" sound is the rotation of the bolt, and the tail is broken after the torque is finally screwed, forming a dead buckle.

The "knock knock" sound is the bullet filling.

This is the final step.

Chen Qingshi snapped his fingers, and grains of pitch-black iron sand rose from the ground, and in the flickering of electricity, fist-sized spherical thunder condensed and formed around him.

The production of "Razor Divine Sand", even if it is the designer of this drawing, will not be more proficient than him.

Because he is, the blood of the Thunder Emperor!

Under Chen Qingshi's precise and perfect control, the thunderballs that flashed with red electric light combined with grains of iron sand and turned into Lei Ze Shen Sand bullets that he once dared not buy.

Now he has made one hundred and eight directly.

It's not that more can't be made, but it's the maximum number of bullets that four "eras" can fill.

And that's not all, such a Razor God sand bomb is only a one-star level.

Urged by the spirit, Chen Qingshi's eyebrows flashed with a blue divine light, and then drops of water of life began to condense, forming out of thin air in the void and falling into the circular tube port of the times.

A faint cold light lit up.

Two drops of "water of life" have been dripped into each era.

Next, it's time to witness the miracle.

Chen Qingshi picked up the Yuanneng scale and began to measure his "Era Type 4".

Well, ok.

Four stars!

It can be regarded as barely worthy of the craftsmanship of this newly baked senior blacksmith.

......

The next day.

Jiang Xingwang was leisurely drinking tea, Pei Xiuxiu was by his side, and the two had already submitted an application for retirement.

Because of his great contribution to the construction of the new city, Xin Zeyu personally came forward to guarantee, and the two did not suffer any difficulties.

The Ministry of Water and the Ministry of Fire have approved the retirement procedures of the two, and they only need to wait for the filing of the Ministry of Heaven to be completed, and they can idle the clouds and wild cranes and sail in the rivers and lakes.

"I'm going to part with Qingshi tomorrow, and I'm a little reluctant. ”

Pei Xiuxiu moved her injured right hand and did rehabilitation exercises after recovery.

"The child always has to be released, besides, he is the child of Lao Chen and Miss Mu Er, and he is not ours. ”

Jiang Xingwang was lying on the rattan chair, the old god was there, very free and easy.

"You, I saw the gift you prepared, don't be stubborn. ”

Pei Xiuxiu pointed to a small iron box on the cabinet in the tent, and glanced at Jiang Xingwang, who snorted and pretended not to hear it.

"My apprentice, that is, for the sake of Lao Chen's face, otherwise how could he worship my disciples......"

"Teacher, I don't like to hear what you say. ”

If you say people behind your back, you will definitely be caught.

But Jiang Xingwang didn't have a bit of embarrassment on his face, and when he saw Chen Qingshi and the Peach Blossom Demon coming in, they were still lying on the rattan chair, and they were very good.

"Where's Lao Chen, tomorrow we're going our separate ways, won't we come to eat this casual meal?"

After listening to Jiang Xingwang's question, Chen Qingshi shrugged his shoulders and said he didn't know.

"Dad went to buy wine, and he came right over. ”

On the contrary, it is the Peach Blossom Demon, these days, he has completely integrated into his identity and regarded himself as Chen Qingtao.

"It's decent. ”

When Jiang Xingwang heard the wine, he sat up contentedly and stretched out his hand to Chen Qingshi.

"What?"

"Homework, you shouldn't have done it, but don't blame the teacher for being mad. ”

Even during such a busy time when the reactor was being built, Jiang Xingwang still did not forget to assign Chen Qingshi homework every day to guide this disciple to consolidate the basic knowledge of the forging master.

After all, in Jiang Xingwang's opinion, although Chen Qingshi is very clever, his talent in forging is not as good as even Zhou Yangyao, let alone Duanmu Mingcheng, a future genius.

But he really liked this disciple, and hoped that before parting, he would lay the foundation for him to become a high-level forging master.

"Oh, give!"

Chen Qingshi handed over the last assignment to Jiang Xingwang, who was furious when he saw it.

"Okay, you, don't you see that I'm leaving tomorrow, I can't discipline you, and you dare to hand in a blank paper!"

Looking at Jiang Xingwang who jumped up, Chen Qingshi was unhurried to use magnetic manipulation to freeze his Hundred Refining Steel Sword, and opened his mouth with a calm expression.

"Teacher, these things can't improve me anymore. ”

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Xingwang's face was even more angry, and at this time, Blacksmith Chen walked in with a box of beer, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly came over to ask.

"Qingshi, you can't do this......"

Before Blacksmith Chen's words were finished, Chen Qingshi had already stretched out his hand and pointed at a drawing that Jiang Xingwang had placed on the table.

Subsequently, a whole 1,800 drawings were spread out in the air, and even extended to the outside of this tent due to lack of space, as if forming a museum of drawings, shining brightly, with various annotation symbols, as if people were in an ocean of knowledge.

"Spatial dimension!This can't be!?"

Jiang Xingwang, who was a senior forger, naturally knew what this hand represented, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

A forging master who has mastered this ability must be a high-level forging master.

And some high-level forgers don't necessarily have this ability!