The starry sky at night in the Land of Craftsmen is bright, but this is not the point. In the back mountain of Daming Mansion, An Beixin stood in front of an oversized boiler with sweat on his face, with a satisfied smile on his face.
He stretched and said to the craftsmen around him: "That's it for today! Let's go back and rest. It will officially start tomorrow!"
"Yes, Daimyo!" Dozens of the best craftsmen of the Craft Country nodded casually, and then went home in twos and threes. This is also a characteristic of the Craft Country. A group of craftsmen are not as sophisticated as ninjas and samurai.
He has a strong awareness of superiority and inferiority, and his attitude towards those in power is also more indifferent.
When An Peixin walked out of the back mountain, he saw Qingyan standing in front. Before he could speak, Qingyan asked: "Daimyo, are you ready?"
"Well, that's all. Work starts tomorrow, and you can come and help me if there is any special situation." An Peixin nodded, pulled the clothes that were close to his skin and said, "I'm sticky.
Silly, I won’t tell you anymore, I’m going to take a shower.”
"Okay, I'll wait for you here tomorrow, please!" Qingyan stepped aside and said with a slightly happy tone.
"It's up to you. I won't get up too early anyway." An Peixin shrugged nonchalantly and quickly returned to his room.
At almost nine o'clock the next morning, An Peixin appeared in the back mountain yawning. When he looked up, he saw Qingyan standing on the roadside. When Qingyan saw An Peixin, he said unhappily: "Daimyo, now
This time can’t be considered morning!”
"Ah..." An Peixin rubbed his eyes and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I guess those craftsmen have just arrived. Don't waste time, just follow me!" As soon as he finished speaking, he walked straight over, and Qingyan had no choice but to follow.
Go up.
As soon as we arrived at the back mountain, as An Peixin said, the craftsmen had not arrived yet, and the people who came were all in a daze, as if they had not woken up. Qingyan sighed secretly, these guys are really
no problem?
"Don't worry!" As if he could see Qingyan's worry, An Beixin patted his shoulder and said confidently: "They are all the elites of our country of craftsmen, there will be absolutely no problem!"
At around ten o'clock in the morning, all the craftsmen arrived. So Ampexin organized people to start work. These people were all professionals. Qingyan stood aside and basically couldn't help. Decarbonization, desulfurization, dephosphorization, deoxidation, Ampexin
Every step is taken carefully. Especially deoxidation, because during the converter smelting process, a large amount of oxygen and oxidized impurities will be input into the molten pool, which will cause a large amount of oxygen to be incorporated into the molten steel, which will affect the quality of the weapon. Therefore,
The oxygen content in the weapon needs to be reduced.
At this time, the short blade provided by Mingjing comes into play. The reason why the short blade can guide chakra better is because it has higher oxygen affinity than other metals. The short blade is integrated into titanium aluminum.
, the deoxidation process can be completed.
But what was unexpected was that an accident occurred at this step. When Ampexin was about to put the three together, he found that the gate for introducing molten steel could not be opened.
"What's going on?! Why can't the gate be opened at this time?" Ampexin's face changed and he shouted at the top of his lungs.
An old craftsman with white hair checked it and said: "The temperature is too high, our previous control board was melted!"
An Peixin couldn't help but said angrily: "Shit! Isn't the control panel made of Yongtungsten Gold? The solubility of that thing is more than 3,400, how could this happen?"
"Have you forgotten the name? We don't have enough tungsten, so part of the control panel is made of iron." The old craftsman said calmly.
"Oh...it is indeed the case...then what should we do now?!" An Peixin nodded matter-of-factly, and suddenly remembered that things are different now! There is only one short blade, and if it breaks, it will be gone!
"Why don't we try again after we find enough tungsten?" the old craftsman suggested with squinting eyes.
Ampei Xin shook his head and said: "No, no, this is the key metal, and it's all here."
"Then open the gate manually." The old craftsman shrugged his shoulders. The control board was broken anyway. If we stop now, 90% of all the materials will be scrapped. The country of craftsmen can still bear this loss.
Well, it's a pity that the most critical step this time has not been reached yet. Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but take a sip of tea.
"Manual?!" An Beixin looked at Qingyan and asked with shining eyes: "Can you withstand the high temperature of 1,500?"
"Pfft!" Before Qingyan could answer, the old craftsman spit out the tea in one gulp. Regardless of how embarrassed he was, he glared at An Peixin and said, "Don't mess around, your name. How could anyone be able to withstand such a high temperature?"
ah!"
"What should I do?" Qingyan was still a little confused at this time, but he felt that there was no need to worry about those miscellaneous things. Anyway, he just wanted to help the young master make the weapon!
"It's very simple," Ampei Xin pointed at the converter and said, "Have you seen that small piece? Just go in and take it out!" Qingyan took a look and found that the small piece Ampexin pointed to was on the right rear side of the converter.
Need to go around the molten steel.
"The temperature above this shouldn't be that high, right?" Qingyan asked.
"Indeed, there is not, but there are an average of a thousand degrees inside. You will turn into ashes in just one second after entering." The old craftsman rolled his eyes and said angrily.
Qingyan nodded to the old craftsman to express his gratitude. He took off his clothes and folded them aside. Then he looked at An Peixin and said, "I'll give it a try!"
"If you have the guts, I'll obey you!" An Peixin looked at Qingyan's bulging muscles with envy, but he admired Qingyan's daring spirit even more.
"Invincible Golden Body, open!" Qingyan took a breath and shook violently, as if his whole body was coated with a layer of gold paint.
"Oh!!! Is this it?" An Beixin walked around Qingyan like a curious baby. Then he knocked on his chest. After hearing the muffled "dong dong" sound, his expression became even more novel.
"I'm in!" Qingyan avoided Ampei Xin's hand, then approached the converter, stretched out his hand to try, and found that the temperature was still bearable. Qingyan stood for a while, except that he felt a little drunk, but nothing seemed to be wrong, so
He surprised the craftsmen standing behind and watching.
"What kind of monster is this guy?! It's over a thousand degrees! It's okay?" The old craftsman looked blankly at Qingyan who was slowly moving forward, feeling that his three views seemed to have been refreshed.
"Can Ninjutsu achieve this level? Should we also learn it?" Other craftsmen also discussed, feeling that this technique of transforming into a golden man is very suitable for their profession!
"I also think it can be learned! It's very practical!" Ampexin held his chin in one hand, and he was also a little excited!
Qingyan didn't have time to care about the nonsense of the people outside. The temperature around the converter was too high. The one with the 'Invincible Golden Body' turned on could withstand the high temperature, but the problem was that it was impossible to breathe inside, and the light was also distorted by the high temperature.
, he can only move forward in this environment.
Finally, after going through difficult conditions step by step, he arrived at the newly designated position by Ampere. He held the small tungsten piece with one hand and pulled it out suddenly. He only heard a "chi!" sound, and the small tungsten piece was successfully pulled off.
"Very good! Everyone, get moving, haha..." An Peixin shouted happily when he saw this scene. The craftsmen around him roared excitedly and returned to their posts one after another.
When Qingyan came out, everyone couldn't help but applaud this strong man. He had done something unprecedented! Everyone present was a witness to history. At this moment, everyone felt a sense of glory-ridden joy.