"Bang Bang Bang"

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The monotonous sound of a wooden hammer beating and burning red iron sounded intermittently in the Qingque tribe.

In the furnace, which is difficult to access, four pieces of iron are placed, and in doing so, not only can you save time in striking iron, but you can also save charcoal.

Although the wooden hammer is not as strong as the iron axe, it still has some effect.

This is what Han Cheng remembered only after two days of fighting the iron axe.

Among the several pieces of iron, the fastest progress is the first iron axe, which has begun to take shape by now.

The witch who had fed the rabbit walked over with the unashamed rabbit in his arms.

Looking at this piece of iron, which has changed greatly, the expression in his eyes has become a little solemn.

In the past few days, in order to make this iron, he has cracked several stones and several wooden hammers, and he knows about it.

The stone of that size was cracked, and the iron that had been beaten not only did not break, but became more neat, which made him, and the rest of the people who saw it, begin to believe in the words of the Son of God that iron is harder than stone.

In the past few days, there are not a few people who come to the iron stove when they have nothing to do.

They looked forward to the Son of God performing miracles again and seeing the true ironwork come into existence.

In anticipation, the ironwork, which had been forged for several days, began to emerge gradually.

The first to appear was an axe without a blade.

Because of the limited tools, the axe was created far from what Han Cheng had imagined.

But it can barely be used.

The reason why the axe didn't have a blade was not because Han Cheng wanted to get some 'heavy axe without edge', but because he wanted to quickly get out the other three pieces of iron that had been beaten by the wooden hammer for a few days.

"Dang!"

A sound of gold and iron suddenly sounded, spreading towards the surroundings.

Holding the black baby with the wooden handle axe, looking at the shallow mark left on the red-hot iron after the axe smashed down, his eyes immediately lit up.

This time, the effect is greater than the previous ten times with a wooden hammer!

"Dangdang!"

The iron block, which was difficult to shake by the wooden hammer, quickly changed shape and became much more efficient under the iron axe made of the same kind.

After this piece of iron was returned to the furnace, the senior brother, who had been watching here for a while, took the axe from Heiwa's hand.

He took it in his hand and looked at it carefully for a while, and after consulting Han Cheng's opinion, he smashed it down against a stone that was no less than ten catties.

In just one moment, the sturdy stone broke into several pieces!

The senior brother looked at the torn stone in a daze, unable to believe that it was caused by himself.

He was afraid that the axe would break just now, but he didn't use a lot of strength all at once.

In his expectation, the stone would have to be struck at least a few more times and he would use a lot of force to break, but the stone cracked unexpectedly!

The surrounding onlookers were also a little stunned, from the previous iron, they had seen that iron was harder than stone, thinking that it would be very remarkable, but they didn't expect that the effect of hitting the stone directly with iron would be stronger!

The hardest stone in their impression did not have the slightest resistance in front of the iron axe!

The elder brother didn't seem to use much strength, and the stone cracked with a slight flutter.

People can't help but wonder if this is still not a stone.

"Look at the axe!"

Someone recovered from the shock and reminded him loudly.

The rest of the people also turned their gaze to the axe with the blade facing upward.

When the senior brother was reminded, he remembered the matter of the axe and quickly turned the axe over.

On the back of the quadrangular shape of the axe, there are some white marks.

With a stroke of his finger, the white marks disappeared.

This is stone foam that sticks up.

When the foam was wiped off, the entire axe looked intact.

"Hiss~!"

Looking at the intact axe, someone began to gasp for air.

This appliance made of iron is terrifying!

Wu took the axe from the elder brother's hand, and his hands trembled a little.

"Son of God......

He looked at Han Cheng, then at the gravel on the ground, and raised the axe in his hand, looking very surprised.

"Wu, smash."

Han Cheng looked at everyone's surprised looks, and his heart was very useful, he smiled at Wu, and then pointed to another stone not far away, and said to Wu.

"Smash?"

Wu was a little moved, but also a little hesitant.

"Well, smash!"

Han Cheng nodded vigorously and smiled at Wu Dao.

Wu Yan, who was encouraged by Han Cheng again, stood up with some excitement, came to the stone with the axe, held the axe with both hands, and shook it a little rustily, and then smashed it hard.

Except for the time of sacrifice and knocking rabbits, Wu rarely has such a domineering time.

"Dang!"

The axe slammed into the stone, was shaken and bounced, and then fell again.

"Dang!"

Another axe fell, and the stone could not resist the hammering of the axe, and cracked into several pieces.

The people of the Blue Sparrow Tribe, who were already shocked, became even more shocked.

At such an age, a witch who doesn't rely on strength can use this axe to easily knock open a stone, this ...... It's unbelievable!

The fire continued to burn, and the sound of striking iron sounded intermittently in the Qingque tribe, and the people who worked in the tribe seemed a little absent-minded, and they would look at the iron furnace from time to time.

The iron axe refreshed everyone's perception and made everyone look forward to the emergence of new iron tools.

"Whoa~"

"Whoa~"

A delicate, somewhat soft stone was placed on the ground, supported by a stone about three or four centimeters thick at one end.

Han Cheng squatted on the ground, holding a piece of iron about ten centimeters long and four centimeters wide, thick on one side and thin on the other, grinding up and down on the stone one by one.

With his movements, there was something black left on the delicate stone, which was grinding off the iron.

This delicate and soft stone is ideal for sharpening knives, and it is not easy to sharpen the blade, and there will be no notches on the blade.

Han Cheng grinded for a while, scooped up some water with his hands from the clay pot that was supported on the side, poured it on the whetstone, and then rubbed.

The water washes away the stone powder, which increases the friction and grinds faster.

After grinding like this for a while, Han Cheng picked up the long piece of iron in his hand, which could barely be called a knife, and used his fingers to make tentative scratches on the sharpening edge of the sharpening edge.

The sharpened blade lightly slashed across the fingers, and there was no feeling of wanting to cut in, and this iron-like melon killing knife had not yet been sharpened to the extent that it needed to be sharpened.

But it's already sharper than a bone knife.

Without electric equipment such as grinding machines, it is really not easy to cut the edge of the iron knife.

Han Cheng, who had been grinding for a while, looked at the blade that was still relatively thick, and suddenly remembered the old woman who sharpened the iron rod into a needle and educated Li Da Shixian very well.

In his own tribe, if such a loser sharpens a big iron rod into a needle, Han Cheng will definitely beat her up personally.

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