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"Come in." Mang Tian said to Tang Wulin.
"oh."
Following Mang Tian into the studio, the hall of the studio was in a mess, with various metal parts placed everywhere. Tang Wulin could only barely recognize that many of these parts should belong to the soul guidance mecha.
Just the right parts.
Mangtian didn't stop and continued walking inside, and he hurriedly followed.
The facade here is not big, but the space inside is quite large. After passing through a corridor, Mang Tian led Tang Wulin to a room.
There is a workbench in the room, but with Tang Wulin's current height, he can't reach it.
Mang Tian stopped, turned to look at Tang Wulin, and said, "Do you know what forging is?"
Tang Wulin shook his head blankly.
Mang Tian said calmly: "Actually, I didn't want to accept you originally. You are too young and not suitable for forging. But your father insists on letting you try. If you feel that it is not possible after trying, leave here, but don't do it here.
I’m crying here, do you understand?”
"I won't cry, Uncle Mangtian." Tang Wulin protested.
Mang Tiandao: "This is your mission today." He pointed to the side.
On the ground next to it, there is a metal platform about half a meter high, with a round metal block on it and a soul guidance screen underneath.
Mang Tian picked up two small metal hammers from the side and handed them to Tang Wulin, "Did you see that round metal block? Use these hammers to strike a thousand times, five hundred times on the left and right. Only if it reaches enough
The counter will count only when the force is required. It is about the force you need to swing the hammer up and then bring it down. Once it is completed, I will tell you what forging is. If it is not completed, you will not come tomorrow."
After saying that, he thrust a pair of metal hammers into Tang Wulin's hands, turned around and left.
The handle of the metal hammer is about one foot long, and the hammer head is cylindrical, half a foot long, and the cross-sectional diameter is about ten centimeters. Each handle weighs about ten kilograms. This is already heavy for a six-year-old child.
It's quite a heavy weight. Not to mention it has to be picked up and beaten.
Tang Wulin also grimaced when he saw the hammers. However, when he took the hammers from Mang Tian, he was surprised to find that the hammers did not seem to be as heavy as he thought.
Is it hollow? Uncle Mangtian looks quite fierce, but he is actually quite nice.
Tang Wulin's face showed a hint of an "I understand" smile, he picked up the hammer in his right hand and smashed it down on the round metal.
"Bang!" The metallic roar startled him. The soul guidance screen below seemed to be activated. When the screen lit up, a number one jumped out.
He picked up the hammer with his left hand and dropped it, "Bang!"
two
It doesn't seem too difficult! Tang Wulin picked up the hammer with both arms and started to hammer.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!" The continuous hammering made the numbers on the screen keep jumping. The hammer didn't seem too heavy, at least Tang Wulin didn't feel too much load. A pair of hammers kept beating.
As the hammering continues, the numbers below continue to increase.
When he hit it a hundred times, his body began to sweat. It was only after three hundred times that his arms began to feel sore and swollen.
Persistence, dad said, persistence is victory!
Enduring the feeling of soreness and swelling, Tang Wulin continued to swing his hammers.
After five hundred strokes, the soreness finally turned into soreness, but he still persisted hard and refused to let himself stop.
The pain became more and more intense, and Tang Wulin's arms began to turn slightly red, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.
He kept telling himself in his heart that I must work hard to learn forging so that I can make money to buy souls. I can make my parents happy and protect Na'er.
After seven hundred strokes, I felt like I couldn't lift my arms anymore, and the speed of swinging the hammer also slowed down significantly.
But he still gritted his teeth and persisted, sweating profusely. The uniform issued by the college had stuck to his body, and the sweat kept dripping. But at this moment, Tang Wulin suddenly felt a numbness in his tailbone, and his whole body felt like an electric shock.
After shaking for a while, the original soreness actually weakened a bit. The hammer that already felt very heavy in my hand also became lighter again.
"Bang, bang, bang!" The beating continued, and the next three hundred blows no longer seemed so heavy.
"One thousand!" The number finally jumped to the position requested by Mang Tian. Tang Wulin then put down his hammers and panted heavily. He could feel the indescribable pain in his palms and his arms were sore and swollen.
It doesn't look like my own. In addition, there is actually a sense of relief. The numbness from the tailbone has spread to the cervical spine, going back and forth, with indescribable restraint.
What he couldn't see was that faint golden lines were lingering along his spine along with the tingling sensation.
It took a full five minutes for him to regain his breath.
"Uncle Mangtian, I'm done." Tang Wulin searched for a long time before he found Mangtian sitting there in a room, playing with a part.
Mang Tian was stunned for a moment and glanced at the watch on his wrist. Only half an hour had passed since he handed over the task to Tang Wulin.
"Are you done smashing it?"
"Yes!" Tang Wulin nodded.
Seeing how sweaty he was, Mangtian didn't question anything anymore. He always liked to speak with facts. He stood up and took Tang Wulin to the previous room.
One thousand, a big number appeared before his eyes. The instrument was set up by Mangtian himself. It was naturally impossible for a six-year-old child to cheat. But it was still unbelievable.
The two hammers were certainly not heavy for him, but they were by no means hollow. Each hammer actually weighed ten kilograms. A normal adult male would probably have sore arms if he swung such a hammer a thousand times.
It couldn't be lifted, and it would be difficult to complete it in half an hour. Let alone a six-year-old child.
The test given by Mang Tian was basically a way of declining. He had a good relationship with Tang Ziran and it was difficult to refuse directly, but he was really unwilling to teach a six-year-old child who in his opinion had no chance of learning blacksmithing well.
But everything in front of me...
"If you hit me again, you won't be allowed to stop until I tell you to stop." Mang Tian said in a deep voice.
"Okay." Tang Wulin picked up the hammer again. After resting for a while, the pain in his arm subsided a little.
"Bang, bang, bang..." The hammer fell, without any skill or leverage, it was just as simple as hitting the metal block directly.
Based on Mangtian's experience in forging, he was sure after just a few glances that the child was strong enough to control the pair of hammers to complete the hammering.
