Volume 1 The Continent of Stephen Chapter 32 Let's strike iron

Zhang Ye watched speechlessly as Dariya placed the entire set of blacksmith equipment in her yard, and Dariya wiped the beads of sweat that didn't exist.

Forging furnaces, anvils, quenching pools and other things are just as much.

In order to send away this powerful heartless girl as soon as possible, Zhang Ye took the initiative to say:

"How are you going to compete with this?"

"You come up with the forging problem, you provide the forging materials, and my set of forging tools has no other bonuses except for transformation enchantment, how about it, it's fair. ”

Daria said with a smile.

"Of course, I will give you money according to the market price for the materials you provide. ”

"Ding~Trigger Temporary Mission"

"The First Forging Session"

"Quest Requirements: Win this Forge Competition"

"Reward: Blacksmith Level +1, 5 Free Attribute Points. ”

"Mission Failure Penalty: 60% of the current Blacksmith Level XP will be deducted"

After reading the sudden system prompt, Zhang Ye knew that he had to take this forging session seriously.

If he wins, the blacksmith level will be upgraded by one level and add 5 free attribute points, and he can get a total of 8 free attribute points, as well as a beginner blacksmith lottery ticket, which is the biggest temptation for him who is in urgent need of attribute value.

But at present, I don't know what Daria's forging level is, and in order to win, I can only shamelessly use the forging bonus brought by the system tools to improve the winning rate.

Seeing that Zhang Ye didn't speak there, Dariya said a little anxiously:

"Hey, Andre, you won't regret it, you just said yes. ”

"No, no, I was thinking about something just now, just do what you said, no problem. ”

Zhang Ye hurriedly said.

Then he turned around and took out a few alloy ingots No. 2 and No. 3 from the locker and placed them on Daria's anvil.

"Use this for forging materials, you pick your own, you don't have to give money, as for the topic, just forge a one-handed sword, any style is fine, I can lend you any tools you need, how about it?"

For the attribute points, Zhang Ye chose the one-handed sword that he had built the most since he came over, and he was the best at it.

"No problem, let's get started. ”

As she spoke, Daria picked up an alloy ingot and flipped it.

"Huh, your alloy ingot is pretty good, it seems to be even better than the alloy ingot provided by the guild. ”

"Wait a minute, I suddenly have a stomachache, let me go to the toilet first. ”

Zhang Ye didn't answer Dariya's question about the alloy ingot, and he decided to use all the means at his disposal.

“。。。 Well, you hurry up. ”

Zhang Ye hid in his humble toilet, squatted there and began to abandon the distractions in his heart, trying to let his spirit lean towards a state that could trigger "Forging Rhythm".

Until he felt that his heart was empty and he could barely smell the smell of the toilet, Zhang Ye pushed the door out, ready to start learning from Daria's forging.

"Sorry for the wait, let's get started. ”

The blind-eyed Zhang Ye walked over to his forge and put on the weight-bearing training uniform that Al had given him underneath before putting on the blacksmith protective gear, just in case, as if he couldn't control his strength before it happened.

Undressed and dressed, Zhang Ye's perfect figure and strong muscles on his upper body were seen through by Daria.

Daria blushed a little, although she grew up in the Blacksmith Guild since she was a child, and there are sturdy men and women around her, but everyone will avoid changing clothes, and it is the first time she has seen Zhang Ye who directly undresses and is naked, even if she is a big grinning character, she also feels a little shy.

scolded secretly in his heart, seeing that Zhang Ye had already started to make a fire to heat the stove, Dariya also hurriedly sorted out her thoughts, tied the thousand-eyed brain demon nerve bundle that was used as a hairband to her wrist, took out a headscarf to wrap her long hair, and Dariya also began to make a fire.

Zhang Ye plans to use the more risky stacking forging method this time.

Since the locker has No. 3 alloy, Zhang Ye has tried several times to forge two alloys with different soft and hard materials into weapons with better elasticity, higher toughness, and sharper patterns through stacking.

Although the Damascus knife is also famous for its exquisite scabbard and various ornamental decorations, it also performs well as a weapon.

Although he failed several times before, he was almost close to success, and taking this opportunity, Zhang Ye wanted to try again, and there was a plug-in that was close at hand to improve the success rate.

Taking a piece of the No. 2 and No. 3 alloy ingots, Zhang Ye walked towards Daria and said, "Sorry, borrow your headband." He pinched Daria's wrist tied to the nerve bundle, and began to feel the information of the 2 alloy ingots with the help of the halo world.

In order to win this competition, Zhang Ye, who was in a distraction-free mentality, wholeheartedly immersed himself in the information of feeling the 2 alloy ingots, but he didn't notice that Dariya's face next to him was getting redder and redder.

Daria, who lowered her head, knew that Zhang Ye only needed to use the nerve bundle of the Thousand-Eyed Brain Demon to better understand the information and status of the forging materials, and she had often used the hairband to help others feel the halo world before, but it had never been like this to be grabbed by a man's wrist to borrow a headband.

Looking at Zhang Ye's serious expression, it was not like he was deliberately disturbing his mentality like using the "off-board moves" that the teacher had said, Dariya could only take a deep breath, contemplating the one-handed sword that was going to be forged in her heart, trying not to think about Zhang Ye's big hand holding her wrist like fire.

After feeling the information of the two alloys, he felt that the success rate of the stacking forging method had been improved a lot, Zhang Ye let go of Daliya's wrist, but found that Daliya had a red face and lowered her head.

"Are you okay, why are you so red?"

's Zhang Ye is really a little stupid.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, are you done feeling it, then let's get started. Daria said quickly, and at the same time took off her forged hammer satchel and untied the shoulder rope.

Zhang Ye turned around and went busy, Dariya held the forging hammer, and the chaotic thoughts in her heart quickly calmed down, and she could quickly concentrate when forging, which was also Daria's innate talent.

As the temperature of the calciner gradually increased, the two began to act at the same time, Zhang Ye took more than half of each of the No. 2 and No. 3 alloy ingots, sandwiched them and put them in the stove to heat, while Dariya put all the No. 3 alloy ingots that Zhang Ye gave her into the stove to heat.

The alloy ingots slowly became red and softened, Zhang Ye forged several alloy ingots into strips of the same size in turn, and put them in the stove again to heat, while they were heating, Zhang Ye glanced at Daria and found that she seemed to have been delayed for a while before starting to drop the hammer forging, but her technique was completely different from her usual forging, the drop hammer was fast and slow, and the drop point was different, but the forging was very uniform and the force began to extend.

Looking back, the alloy bar in his stove was also heated, Zhang Ye calmed down and began the important step of stacking forging.

Remove the heated alloy bars 2 and 3 from the stove and quickly stagger them

Stacked up, Zhang Ye took a large clamp, fixed the stacked alloy bars, and began to beat them with a forging hammer.

Thanks to this, this is a demonic world where personal physical fitness can continue to improve and break through the limit, otherwise Zhang Ye would have to spend a lot of time to carry out it in batches.

The stacked alloy bars gradually merged under Zhang Ye's hammering, and because the stacked alloy bars were too thick, Zhang Ye had to reheat them several times during forging to prevent some parts of the forging from decarburizing.

After several beatings, Zhang Ye's stacked alloy bars have been hammered into long strips by him, and several pieces of alloy have been perfectly merged together, seeing that the superimposed forging has been completed, Zhang Ye put the alloy strips into the stove and continued to heat.

The sound of Daria's fast and slow thrashing in his ears continued, as if it was also carrying some kind of rhythm, which made Zhang Ye can't help but think that he has not triggered "Forging Rhythm" until now, but since the superimposed forging has been very smooth so far, Zhang Ye doesn't care.

Staring at the alloy bar, estimating that the temperature of the alloy bar was getting closer to the requirement, Zhang Ye took out the rarely used pliers and fixed them on the workbench on the locker.

When he fixed the clamps, the temperature of the alloy bar was already high enough, Zhang Ye clamped out the alloy bar, fixed one end in the pliers, and clamped the other end with a large clamp, starting the most important step, twisting.

In the past, he failed in this step because of gaps in the stacking or problems such as the temperature was not up to standard, but today, with the help of Dariya's headband, after feeling the information of the two alloy ingots through the halo world, Zhang Ye has a clearer understanding of this forging method and alloy.

Due to the lack of the help of lathe machinery, Zhang Ye could only twist by his own strength, in order to ensure that he had enough strength to carry out this step, Zhang Ye had been driving the "radiant" from the beginning of the forging to increase his recovery speed, and at the same time he took off his weight-bearing training clothes.

took a deep breath, and with a low snort, the red alloy bar began to twist slowly under the vigorous twisting of Zhang Ye's arms.

Circle by circle, Zhang Ye used his gradually proficient power skills to control the strength and speed of twisting, and gradually twisted the forged tightly knit alloy bar into a straight spiral cylinder at a steady speed.

After the last turn, there were no fractures and gaps, this superimposed forging was a success, in just a short time, Zhang Ye was already tired and sweating, fortunately, the steps after that were relatively simple, and the twisted alloy bar was heated and forged again.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Zhang Ye continued to put the alloy strip into the stove to heat, glanced at Daria, and found that the forgings under her hand had almost been formed, and Zhang Ye was not in a hurry, after all, there was no time set, as long as the things made were better than her.

Take out the heated alloy bar, beat the cylindrical alloy into a rectangular alloy bar through several forgings again, and Zhang Ye began the final step of forming and forging.

At this time, Dariya has completed her own work, and now she is watching Zhang Ye's forging, and she is very careful about forging, and she finds that the forging in Zhang Ye's hand seems to have some distorted patterns like water waves, but because the forging has been in a heated state, she can't see it clearly.

As for Zhang Ye's bare upper body, it was automatically ignored by Daria, who was immersed in forging.

Dariya wanted to ask Zhang Ye how she did it, but she was afraid of disturbing Zhang Ye, so she could only stand aside and wait for Zhang Ye to finish completely before asking.

Zhang Ye's one-handed sword also gradually took shape under his forging, a very ordinary style, but the one-handed sword that gradually cooled down after quenching was covered with layers of very beautiful moire.

Grinding, polishing, cutting.

The last three steps are completed, and a one-handed sword made of Damascus knives is officially completed.

Looking at the one-handed sword in his hand, Zhang Ye was very satisfied.

"It's just a pity that the Rhythm of Forging wasn't triggered, and the quality of the forge didn't improve again. ”

Zhang Ye thought to himself.