"Simulation training ended, gain 217 XP"

"Flying Wings Mastery +8, Backstrike Mastery +4, Silver Raid ......"

The experience points obtained from simulation training are naturally not as good as the killing in the wilderness, and 500 face-eating insects are exchanged in the wilderness, which is 25,000 experience points!

"20,005 experience, that is, I can level up by killing 2,000 face-eaters." Ethan sat on the floor, resting and recovering, while wrenching his fingers to calculate.

After the transfer, Ethan actually needs 100,000 experience points to upgrade to the next level, which is only level 20, and it already requires a lot of experience, and it is hard to imagine how massive the experience points required for the promotion of those strong people in the alliance with a level of more than 100 are needed.

The onlookers greeted Ethan respectfully, and then went to the cafeteria to settle lunch.

Seeing that he was almost recovered, Ethan stood up and immediately felt a tingling sensation in his head, while his mana was full.

Sure enough, as Ashera said, squeezing one's mental power like this for a long time will cause damage to the body.

In desperation, Ethan could only temporarily stop the idea of continuing to practice. After leaving the training ground, he turned around and entered the smelting room.

The smelting chamber was large when it was in the first level of shelter, and now it covers a much larger area than before. The number of furnaces alone has expanded from four to eight, and the central furnace has become larger and thicker. When winter comes, you can expect how terrible the heat will be radiated from this stout furnace.

There was no door to the smelting room, and as soon as Ethan walked in, he saw Anna crouching among a mountain of scrap metal that seemed to be rummaging for something.

"Huh!? Ethan, you're just in time, come and help. Seeing Ethan come in, Anna said in surprise.

Ethan took two steps forward and walked over to Anna, watching suspiciously as she rummaged through the broken displays.

"I can't move anymore, give it to ......" Anna held two square-shaped displays to Ethan, carrying two large bundles of copper wire on her shoulders and a complicated-looking instrument in her hands.

Lifting the machine onto the workbench, Anna let out a sigh of relief, thanked Ethan, pulled the mask off her head, picked up the welding torch and pliers, and prepared to start the modification.

Ethan saw her serious appearance, and also turned around and went to workshop 4, where he was already familiar with everything, and he didn't need Anna's guidance.

Skillfully picked up a piece of scrap iron, raised the hammer in his hand, and then fell suddenly.

"Dang!"

There was a crunch, and sparks flew everywhere.

Ethan's hard blow was like trying to smash the scrap metal into the anvil, and he directly hammered it into a depression, and a large amount of mana merged into it, causing it to heat up quickly.

After three or two hammers, the iron has turned red, and if you use any more force, it will turn into molten iron.

The reddened iron is hammered into an iron ingot, and after a little wait for it to cool down, it is placed aside for later use, and the waste material is continued to be processed and processed.

After the bucket was filled with palm-sized iron ingots, Ethan took out a large handful of peppermint herbs and stuffed them into his mouth, and the bitter, pungent taste rushed to his nose.

After swallowing it in one gulp, Ethan took out two iron ingots and began to thrash.

After both ingots turned red into the shape of a sword, Ethan proceeded to take out the two ingots and place them on the anvil.

The newly added iron ingots soon merged with the red-colored iron sword underneath, and the sword body continued to thicken and lengthen.

When the fusion was almost complete, Ethan continued to take out two iron ingots for processing according to the system prompts.

By the time all six ingots were integrated, the long beating had just begun.

The history of human iron forging started from the most primitive human hammering and free forging, experienced various casting mold casting, industrial production of instrument stamping, and now returns to the most primitive processing technology in this wonderful way.

"When...... When the ...... iron is reduced to a high temperature, the texture becomes softer, and when the hammer is struck, the impurities inside the iron can be precipitated, and the resulting weapon is of higher quality.

After dozens of minutes of thrashing and cooling it in a sink, a heavy greatsword appeared:

【Heavy sword (semi-finished product)】

Category: Weapon

Quality: Normal

Attack: 5-33

Durability: 28/28

Value: 81 gold

Of course, that's not all. Ethan walked to the nearby materials section and found the ribbon and a wooden lump that had been "enchanted" by the prop master.

【Strip of Cloth】

Kind: Material

Quality: Normal

Uses: Can be used to make bandages, clothing, and may also come in handy in the manufacturing process of some weapons.

Value: 1 gold

The strips of cloth are tied to the grip of the heavy sword in a crossed way, and when they are all tied, the wood is used to finish the strips, and the tail of the strips of cloth is stuffed into the wooden stopper, and they are glued together with mana.

After polishing and wiping the edges and corners of the heavy sword, the attributes of the heavy sword take on a new look:

【Epee】

Category: Weapon

Quality: Good

Attack: 6-35

Durability: 28/28

Value: 94 gold

"Forge successfully, get the item [Heavy Sword], experience +318"

"Whew~" Ethan spit out a breath of turbidity, the heavy sword is currently the highest experience value among the weapons that Ethan can build, and the forging proficiency is completely given according to the number of beatings, and each hammer will get a little experience points, and the heavy sword requires the most forging times to be forged, so Ethan chose the heavy sword as his practice object.

As for the quality of the forged weapons, he didn't care much.

Lifting the heavy sword, this heavy sword with a width of two palms and a thickness of two fingers is beyond the scope of normal human use. Not to mention using it, it is not easy for ordinary people to lift this heavy sword weighing 60 pounds.

Ethan's forearm exerted his strength, gently lifted the heavy sword more than a meter long, and carefully examined it by the light of the fire.

Even he felt a little difficult to use such a heavy sword.

Although his attack power is quite high, this weapon type does not suit his combat style.

The feet are slightly apart, and the arms are waved to the side of the body, and suddenly there is a sound of "sigh" breaking the air, and the power is amazing.

It can only be used to sell stores, maybe Kevin will be able to use it.

Ethan thought to himself, kept moving in his hands, took out two iron ingots and continued to work hard, refusing to let go of every minute of time that could be used for practice.