What kind of place is Dark Harbor
Strength and money are its only order, freedom and chaos are its eternal dark symphony.
What was that person like when he was a teenager
To use a popular saying from pre-civilizations, people generally suffer from the "second disease" in their youth. They think they are hot-blooded or cold-blooded, they think they are righteous or depraved, they think they are free and easy or melancholy.
In short, everything is tinged with self-righteousness.
Therefore, the boy and the Dark Port are an interesting combination. When they collide, a story will definitely happen.
A righteous person will want to eliminate the injustice of Dark Harbor.
Evil, just want to shine brightly in the dark harbor
This is an absolute stage.
A group of young geniuses came up, each of whom thought he was the center of the world.
Some people say that the Dark Harbor is actually peaceful.
Although crime and injustice are performed every day, freedom and wildness are also released every day. This daily repetition just creates its tranquility.
Because, it is not changed.
However, the teenagers have already appeared on the stage, won't everything change
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A set of three hammers, the first two hammers must concentrate all the energy to refine the iron billet in an extremely fast time, using a technique that was almost impossible to achieve before the Ziyue era.
And for the last blow, you must unleash all your strength meticulously.
Tang Ling was serious about every hammer blow. What he pursued was not to work hard to complete it, but to complete it perfectly.
The sound of his hammer falling, if you listen carefully, there are some subtle adjustments and changes in each sound, including the seemingly simple last hammer, because only after several hammer blows, you will find that the secret of the last hammer is not only To explode the power of the whole body, it is necessary to make it more concentrated. When the hammer falls, it is ensured that most of the power is used on the rough material instead of escaping.
Doing so seems to make the recovered power that has been fused together become more condensed.
Therefore, this third hammer is also crucial.
'Dang Dang Dang', Tang Ling's every sound was accompanied by a changing beating sound, which seemed to be an extremely beautiful piece of music to Boss Huang.
He stretched out one hand, raised one finger, closed his eyes, and danced his hand to the rhythm of Tang Ling's blacksmithing like a conductor.
In this world, what is the most beautiful power that human beings can burst out? It is the power of thinking.
No matter whether God laughs or not, after all, it is thinking that drives the progress of human civilization.
Tang Ling's beating sound had the charm of thinking, and it was full of changes, well, good changes in the right direction.
Boss Huang's enjoyment corresponded to Tang Ling's extreme fatigue.
After one set of these three hammers, you will feel deeply exhausted. After several sets, you will feel that the energy in your body is being violently consumed.
However, such three hammers require each hammer to maintain an absolute state. Think about it, a high degree of concentration and full burst of power.
Tang Ling gasped for breath. He didn't want to stop. He seemed to have fallen in love with the feeling of tempering rough materials, because no matter how much Boss Huang tried to hide it, he also believed that this was a way to temper himself.
Unfortunately, he has to stop after every few sets. His current physical strength cannot support him to continue to hit the iron.
After another six sets of beatings, Tang Ling's arms were so sore that they felt like they were not his own, but this was not the key to not being able to continue. The key was that Tang Ling felt that he had no physical strength anymore. With the last blow, he almost used his will to support himself. It exploded again with all its strength.
This time, all the energy in the body was drained, the energy disappeared, and the physical strength could no longer support it.
At this moment, Ding Ling seemed to have calculated the time correctly, twisting her little body and tilting her round head to bring a plate of food to Tang Ling.
A glass of seaweed juice and the rest of Tang Ling's breakfast.
Tang Ling took a steamed bun with trembling arms. This time he learned a lesson and only tore off a small piece and put it in his mouth.
Seeing Tang Ling's appearance, Ding Ling couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh: "You are too weak. Work hard, it will improve your endurance."
"The boss said that many people only focus on strength, speed and so on in their basic abilities. In fact, endurance, that is, physical strength, is what should be valued more."
"Huh?" Tang Ling raised his eyebrows. He had always thought of basic abilities before, but he had never thought about physical strength.
This statement seemed to give him a glimmer of enlightenment.
"Yes, physical strength! The boss said that if two ordinary people fight, the one who laughs in the end must be the one with longer physical strength. Putting aside all the fog, the essence of fighting is fighting, and the essence of fighting is not to compare who can "Persist?" Ding Ling glanced at Tang Ling with a look of "you're so stupid", then snorted and said, "I'll give you food in two hours," then twisted her little body and left.
But Tang Ling was stunned!
Yes, physical strength! I have never paid attention to a basic ability before. If my physical strength is strong enough, not only can I persist longer, but I can also take more beatings, right
This blacksmithing can also improve your physical strength. This is really a good job.
Inexplicably, Tang Ling was brainwashed. After eating half a steamed bun, he felt that his energy began to recover again. After it was full, he picked up the hammer at hand.
On this day, the sound of clanging iron in the Ai Chi Building never stopped. It lasted from eight o'clock in the morning to eight o'clock in the evening. The full twelve hours had already exceeded the nine hours set by Boss Huang. .
On this day, Boss Huang seemed to have been immersed in the enjoyment of listening to Tang Ling's blacksmithing. Six customers came to his door, but he rejected five, leaving only one who negotiated a deal.
It seemed that talking about business with others would affect his enjoyment of listening to Tang Ling hammering.
"I'm really tired." Boss Huang stretched out and watched Dingdong close the store door, then took a rag and prepared to wipe the already clean shop.
"You've been sitting for a whole day, and you're tired?" Although Dingdong's body was small, her movements were very quick. With a few blinks, she wiped the treasure rack until it was almost sparkling. This was simply not human speed.
It feels as if the treasure rack has been wiped a hundred times with just a few breaths.
Boss Huang has long been accustomed to such speed of cleaning up. How could his ding-ding-ding-dong be ordinary? Faced with Dingdong's disdain, Boss Huang was not annoyed. He smiled slightly and said in a long voice: "Why aren't you tired? I took on an order today. Normally, I wouldn't have taken on one order in a month. Business, after all, the number of customers coming to the Ai Chi Building in a year will not exceed a hundred. "
"Moreover, I will also choose people. Not everyone is qualified to use the products produced by Ai Chi Lou."
Dingdong was too lazy to answer and started to wipe other furniture while rolling his eyes at Boss Huang.
But Boss Huang himself hissed, looked at the blacksmith's room, and said to himself: "Could this guy be a lucky star? Six people came to the door today, and one of them caught his eye, and the negotiation was concluded. A business."
"Well, I'm going to check on this guy. It's been twelve hours in a row, don't tire yourself out. I finally waited for a lucky star." As he spoke, Boss Huang walked into the back hall with his hands behind his back. The blacksmith's room.
Looking at Boss Huang's back, Dingdong raised his head and muttered: "Worry is just worry, what excuse are you looking for? It's really weird. Didn't Tang Ling just come here for a day? Why is the boss so concerned? Didn't he dislike it very much before coming here? , do you find it troublesome?”
Thinking of this, Dingdong thought of Tang Ling eating breakfast in the morning, and couldn't help but burst into laughter. Then he thought that he could actually forge for so long. Well, this person is not annoying either.
As for what the boss thinks? Who cares, after all, who can guess his thoughts
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, are there any people as stupid as you? It took twelve hours to process just five pieces of black iron and you still haven't finished it?" Boss Huang's voice was filled with mockery. Looking at Tang Ling, who was meticulously forging iron, his eyes were filled with tears. It's contempt.
Tang Ling's clothes were soaked with sweat at this time, as if they were fished out of water.
The high temperature in the blacksmith's room is not something that anyone can bear, but according to Boss Huang's rules, no cooling objects can be placed, and there can't even be a breath of wind.
It is said that it will affect the stability of everything.
What is everything about stability? Only the devil knows! In short, Boss Huang likes to abuse himself, so Tang Ling must work in such an environment.
Ignoring Boss Huang's sarcastic words, Tang Ling still devoted himself wholeheartedly to blacksmithing. After twelve hours, he had already fully realized the benefits of blacksmithing. It not only tempered himself, harmonized his strength, and improved his physical strength, Even his mental strength has improved slightly.
This kind of experience was something he had never had before at Hope Barrier!
You know, during the days of Barrier of Hope, he didn't even have time to sleep, and he never achieved such training efficiency, and improved himself in such an all-round way. This set of blacksmithing methods is really amazing.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you must be embarrassed to reply, right?" Boss Huang blew the pipe twice, and the fire in the pipe became a little stronger. He took advantage of this moment to take a slow, deep breath, and there was smoke coming out of his nose. Thick smoke: "You have simply set a record. Even the stupidest person can complete the refining of these five rough black iron slabs in four or five hours."
Yes, it had been twelve hours. Tang Ling had finished refining four rough black iron blanks, which were placed at his feet, glowing with bright silver.
The remaining piece has also initially shown a bright silver color, and it may take another half an hour to completely temper it.
There was an empty plate in front of him. The rest of breakfast had been eaten in the morning. At noon, Ding Ling brought a piece of grilled fish and a plate of stir-fried shells that looked like small gourds, which Tang Ling also finished.
Because he was immersed in blacksmithing, Tang Ling didn't know what these foods tasted like. He only knew that the energy of the food at noon was more surging than that of breakfast.
But this was the limit. Tang Ling didn't need dinner at all and he couldn't eat it.
However, before, he thought that it would take him two days to digest just that little breakfast.
What kind of improvement is this? Tang Ling was simply overjoyed. In comparison, what is Boss Huang’s sarcasm
You are just stupid, maybe you don’t have talent for blacksmithing
However, Tang Ling didn't know at all that Boss Huang was talking nonsense. Ordinary people, in Boss Huang's mind, ordinary geniuses, were considered ordinary people.
When I first came into contact with this group of blacksmithing methods, it was already amazing to be able to refine a rough piece of steel in 24 hours a day.
However, Boss Huang would never tell Tang Ling this fact.
(End of chapter)