What Ian is going to forge today is a dagger, the latest order Sid has brought in.

The lord was extremely demanding and professional, and even specified the material used as the blade in advance.

"Killers. The moment Ian saw the order, a word popped into his head.

Of course he wouldn't inquire, but he couldn't help but wonder who would use the weapon, and couldn't help but imagine in his mind how the other person would use it. Dealing with humans or monsters, beasts or demons. How to use the strengths of this blade to avoid its flaws against different enemies.

Ian found that these thoughts helped him better craft objects, whether they were weapons or tools. This is the experience he realized when he cast a fire stick for Su Mu's mother-in-law.

For some reason, Granny Sumu was reluctant to use his newly cast fire stick, preferring to use an old thing with cracked handles. Ian believes that in addition to emotional dependence, there must be some physical connection between the object itself and the user, such as the "suitability" of the combination of weight, length, and material.

"If only I knew what I wanted to deal with. Ian sighed secretly, but unfortunately he couldn't ask. If the guest doesn't say, he doesn't ask, which is also one of the working principles that he, a new blacksmith, has set for himself.

Michael's tungsten steel ore was gently suspended in front of Ian's eyes, and the pale blue psychic power flowed out of Ian's palms on both sides of the ore, wrapping around the whole piece of ore.

"Sharper, thinner, but ......" Ian closed his eyes tightly, his brow furrowed, and let his psychic power spring out of the palms of his hands, pouring into the metal ore that was not rare in the continent of Tivak, but extremely hard.

Ian's mental power was highly concentrated on the ore in front of him at this time, and he did his best to construct a "light" and "sharp" image in his mind.

So far, he has found that there are too many factors that affect the effectiveness of his spiritual power: the degree of mental concentration at the time of casting, the familiarity with the target product, the understanding of the attributes required by the target product, and the understanding of the applicability of the target......

Among them, there is only the level of mental concentration, but it is relatively easy for him to grasp. According to his level of concentration, he roughly divided his concentration into several different levels: self-solitude, self-forgetfulness, and selflessness.

"Solipsism" is to reach the primary state of concentration, only looking at one's own spiritual world, and not seeing anything in the real world;

"Self-forgetfulness" is to reach an intermediate state, to be able to forget even yourself, but still consciously "forget", but this state is already very valuable;

"Selflessness", on the other hand, is a state of concentration inferred from a single experience, when he has no self-awareness, let alone actively "forgets", and completely falls into a state of nothingness. However, this kind of concentration is also hard to come by, and he himself doesn't know how to achieve it.

In addition to concentration, the remaining aspects that affect the quality of the final cast product need to be supported by accumulated learning and sufficient additional information.

In the ancient continent of Tihuak, physical power was once less important because of psychic power, but since the day when psychic power declined, people have been violently awakened by the cruel reality. Whether farming, manufacturing, or fighting, everything had to rely on people's own bodies again.

A new generation of blacksmiths soon forged furnaces, whetstones, and iron felts, and relied on their own strength to shape weapons and armor;

Farmers learned to drive oxen and horses to plow and transport;

Tailors, alchemists, pharmacists, and many other professions were also created as a result.

It is not yet possible to judge whether the loss of psychic power is fortunate or unfortunate, but the society of the intelligent race of human beings and sub-humans has shown a very different kind of activity and prosperity.

People who still have spiritual power have become remarkable beings in this era. But will they be darlings or heretical?

So just as Ian's blacksmith job has always been underground, the vast majority of those who can use psychic powers keep a cool profile - and of course, there are also those who are willing to use this rare ability in exchange for a good life, such as killers, bounty hunters, and mercenaries. Ever since Ian escaped from Black Hawk City, he has been on the lookout for these people.

Any stranger who appears in the village will arouse his alertness and attention. It was this vigilance and anxiety that urged him to keep sharpening his mental power. Although he didn't know how to fight, and all his psychic power was spent on the blacksmith's shop, he could still feel that all his efforts were preparing for the future—though he didn't know what was waiting for him.

In order to improve his ability to forge with psychic power, in addition to the training of concentration, he also thought of some unusual ways to fill in the deficiencies in several other aspects. It is not enough to just look at the drawings, the painting or line drawing of the plane, and the description of the text, are too basic for him.

"Because the amount of information obtained is far from enough. He explained his scars to Elise.

He bought high-quality paper only to scratch himself and remember the sharpness when he was cut, but at the same time he had to force himself to separate from his body's memory the soft touch of the paper behind the sharpness, which he usually did not need in the weapons he forged;

He entered caves above the snowline in the Talk Mountains in search of ice that formed sharp shapes;

He looked for the rocks on the reef in the South China Sea, which had been carved into sharp teeth by the waves;

He let the wind from the top of Baruma cut his skin until he nearly froze to death......

All of this was imprinted into his memory with the pain of his body, and he reawakened it when he needed it to strengthen the surge of mental power. No one knew he had done this except Elise. Presumably, anyone who knows about it will call him stupid like Elise, just to make a weapon, why bother forcing himself like this?

Only Ian knew that at the moment when he was about to freeze to death, he felt a vague sense of relief.

It was as if there was a thread in front of him, and on the other side of the thread was endless darkness, which could make him devote himself to it, hide it, and even turn into nothingness, so that he would no longer worry or be happy, only eternal silence.

But the closer he got to that line, the harder it became for Ian to find it difficult to cross it, thinking he longed for it.

Because of Granny Sumu, Elise, and his deceased companions, their burning gaze seemed to be like a glow on his back, scorching his once dark heart, and again and again, little by little, dragging him out of the shadows.

"Dang!" Michael's ore was gone, and in its place was a cold-glowing dagger blade.

Ian wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and let out a long sigh of relief, as if he had been holding his breath for a long time.

He carefully raised the dagger in front of his eyes, expertly turned it sideways and vertically, carefully examined the blade and ridge, and finally held it in his right hand and gently swiped it before putting it down satisfied.

With the experience of working as a blacksmith and his own practice, Ian's psychic power has been able to smoothly change the form of some of the primordial substances. It's just that the harder, denser the substance, the more difficult it is to do, and the more energy and time it consumes. And Michael tungsten steel ore is a notoriously high-density hard ore, with the traditional forging method, at least this entire eternal night moon must be consumed, even if it is cast with spiritual power, it took him seven days, and he has experienced many failures.

Through several attempts at the more difficult content, Ian discovered some unavoidable patterns: the more his mental energy was consumed, the more tired he became afterwards, and he often needed a long sleep to recover. This situation always worries the unwitting neighbors and Granny Sumu, and the combination of working hours in the basement and long sleep hours gives Ian the impression that he rarely goes out.

"It's good," Ian secretly relieved, "and then all you need to do is complete the final work for Zack." ”

Ian told Zach to stay in the workshop above to bang on the felt, and by the way, he "watched" himself, and if someone called him outside the house, he could sense it through Zach. As he learned more about the work of a blacksmith and perfected his own mental power, Ian was able to control the embodiment of several of his companions freely, and often assigned work to them. It's just that he still can't make Zach do complex actions while working on his own.

It is really a very ...... to train one's spiritual power to manifest a spirit body Weird things. It's a part of your spiritual world, but you can still interact face-to-face. Ian sometimes wondered if if he hadn't seen his companions die in front of him too vividly, he would have thought of the spirits as the resurrection of his companions, and then obsessed with creating the most realistic companions in his memory, and finally schizophrenia turned into a madman.

As soon as the blade of the dagger was completed, Ian assigned Zach the task of making the daggard, and the related production was already underway. After a while, go upstairs and assemble it, and you're done.

"Ah——!h