"You have an hour to go out, are you going out?" After talking to Tang Ling twice, he was ignored. Boss Huang felt very embarrassed.
But he was the boss. If he wanted Tang Ling to reply, there was always a way.
"Don't go out." The time now is November 13th. Although there are only 17 days left until December, zero must be found before then.
However, there is no need to rush for a day or two to make change.
According to Tang Ling's assumption, as long as the information could be obtained, it would only take two days at most to find Zero.
After all, the Port of Darkness is so big. With the location information, the only thing left is to find a way to reach that location, provided that there are restrictions on where Zero is.
For example, Zero lived in the island area, which used to require identity restrictions.
This point may seem difficult to solve, but in fact it can be solved by the black market. Isn’t the Dark Port, which is based on the laws of the jungle such as power and money, the most suitable for the black market? Don’t let them take it easy.
As for the location information, according to Tang Ling's plan, it still fell on Boss Huang.
Anyway, they had only been together for one day, and the remaining time was enough for him to find a way to pry Boss Huang's mouth and get the information out. For some reason, Tang Ling had such confidence.
It feels like this is easier than going out and spending a lot of money to buy small amounts of news.
Besides, Tang Ling is not too worried about the Luo brothers and sisters now. After all, with Luo Xin here, the chance of something happening is still relatively small, and Luo Li listens to Luo Xin very much.
It will take at least three to five days for them to stabilize, right? At least wait until they are stable before resuming contact.
Finally, the most important point is that Tang Ling's knowledge of the Dark Port is really limited now. He doesn't know what to do when he goes out? In one hour, you can learn too little.
However, Boss Huang said in the morning that he was willing to provide him with some information about Dark Harbor for free.
Then wait until you get the information before making plans.
Blacksmithing was so interesting and could improve oneself. Tang Ling was already addicted to it. He decided to let himself relax and have a good blacksmithing day at least, right
Boss Huang didn't know what Tang Ling was thinking, such as how blacksmithing was relaxing. If he knew about it, he would probably think that Tang Ling was a psychologically twisted guy who loved self-abuse.
"Well, since you're not going out, after the work is done, come to the third floor. I'll wait for you on the third floor." At this point, Boss Huang coughed and added: "After all, my library is very precious. , I have to tell you the rules on the first day, you are such a stupid person, I am afraid that my precious library will be destroyed by you."
Tang Ling raised his head and glanced at Boss Huang, am I that stupid? He has some doubts about life. People he met before thought he was very smart.
However, Boss Huang was already shaking his head and walking away with a sigh at this time.
The sigh was very complicated, including helplessness, forbearance, and the feeling of having suffered a great loss.
As expected of Boss Huang, even a sigh can contain such rich information.
The corner of Tang Ling's mouth twitched, and he continued to devote himself to the great cause of blacksmithing with an attitude of doubting life.
Twenty minutes later, the last rough piece of black iron was finally completely refined.
After putting down the hammer and placing the refined rough material at his feet, Tang Ling leaned back and fell to the ground, gasping for air.
Now, he doesn't want to move a finger.
It's not that I have no physical strength anymore, after all, the energy replenishment here is absolutely sufficient. But it was fatigue, a deep sense of exhaustion welling up from the bones, making people not want to move.
This kind of fatigue is mental and requires some time to relax to relieve it.
But Tang Ling didn't care. When he saw the five bright silver pieces of refined metal, he was filled with a sense of accomplishment and fullness. This fatigue quickly dissipated and turned into a pleasant sense of satisfaction.
After lying on the ground for nearly three minutes, Tang Ling jumped up from the ground, restored the equipment in the blacksmith room according to Boss Huang's requirements, adjusted the flame to a certain safety level, and wiped it again.
However, when Tang Ling saw the metal hammer that Boss Huang had placed casually on the stove that morning, he couldn't help but feel curious.
Are you not qualified to use this hammer with your own strength? Tang Ling was not convinced! He reached for the hammer, wanting to see what was different about it.
However, when his hand touched the small hammer, he was so hot that he almost jumped!
Super alloy!
Tang Ling's eyes suddenly lit up. You must know that ordinary alloys, no matter how hard or tough they are, are not super alloys as long as they have no properties.
It can emit such a fiery temperature. What is it if it's not a super alloy
So far, Tang Ling had never been in close contact with superalloy. In excitement, he pulled out a pair of thick-looking animal skin gloves from the blacksmithing room and wanted to pick up the small hammer.
With the isolation of animal skin gloves, the scorching temperature was bearable, but a new problem arose. Tang Ling could not hold the hammer. No matter how hard he tried or how hard he held his breath, the hammer would not move at all, even if he tried to push it. It's impossible!
"Forget it." Tang Ling gave up helplessly, threw down the pair of animal skin gloves, and looked up at the wall covered with various tools.
Come to think of it, how many of these tools hanging on the wall can be lifted by myself? What kind of wall is this? Can it bear the hanging of so many tools of such weight
Thinking about it, Tang Ling touched it curiously. When he put it down, the wall turned out to be a metal wall, and it felt very strange to the touch.
Could it be that this wall is also a super alloy? Or does it contain superalloy ingredients? Tang Ling was shocked by his thoughts. The next second, he had the idea of robbing Boss Huang's wall and the tools on it.
It's a pity that Tang Ling doesn't have this strength at all! But undoubtedly, through these, he had a deeper understanding of Boss Huang, and at the same time he began to believe that he was really weak.
**
Angi Chi Building, third floor.
There are no rooms, and the entire huge floor has been opened up for one purpose, to completely store Boss Huang's book collection.
There are many books here, including books in various languages from pre-civilizations, books from the Ziyue era, and everything in astronomy and geography.
Of course, there are some books written and compiled by Boss Huang himself, but these books are Boss Huang's collection and will not be shown to others easily.
Boss Huang is a very particular person.
The entire Ai Chi Building, no matter from the appearance or the layout after entering, illustrates this point all the time.
However, this library is not particular about it. Because there are too many books, it is difficult to be particular about it. It is not easy to put them neatly on the bookshelf and leave a space for reading.
Therefore, when Tang Ling stepped into this private library, his first impression was that it was crowded. The bookshelves were densely arranged on a track, leaving only a gap at the edge that could accommodate at most one and a half people.
This means that if you want to get books, you have to move the bookshelves one by one.
Even in the reading space specially set aside by Boss Huang, there are huge bookshelves on the three walls, extending all the way to the roof, with a wooden ladder set up next to it for easy access to books.
In addition, there is a large desk filled with books and a comfortable adjustable chair in the reading area.
In front of the desk, there is a carpet, several shell sofas, and a low table.
In addition, there is a huge floor-to-ceiling window in the library. Through this window, you can see the sea in the distance and the swaying chain bridge.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, there was a huge wooden barrel. Next to the barrel was a bucket whose upper half was filled with ice cubes. The lower half was filled with various kinds of wine that Tang Ling could not recognize. A small piece of wine could be seen at the bottom. A small universal energy stone.
Tang Ling didn't comment on this. He was already used to Boss Huang's luxury, and he didn't forget to enjoy it in such a crowded space.
Tang Ling could imagine a man holding a glass of wine, taking a bath, reading a book, and looking at the sea.
It really makes people want to spit on it.
"Here?" Boss Huang was sitting behind the desk at this time, still holding his pipe in his mouth, looking leisurely.
Tang Ling was very tired and had no intention of talking nonsense. He said directly: "Boss, I really want to sleep. However, I love studying. Give me the book quickly and I will take the time to read."
"There's no rush." Boss Huang stood up, walked slowly to Tang Ling's side, and then gently pinched a certain part of his arm.
Tang Ling immediately felt an unbearable soreness and itching, and couldn't help but hiss.
"You are too weak. The amount of labor today has almost overloaded you. If it weren't for my precious food to support you, you would have been unable to persist." Boss Huang commented like this.
The reason for not being in a hurry is just to hurt yourself? Tang Ling no longer even thought about complaining, but he said with a sincere and honest look on his face: "Boss, although I am weak, I am very diligent. Therefore, please continue to provide food. You cannot lose such a diligent person." People, well, I want to read now."
"You don't feel the soreness and numbness in your arms? When you get up tomorrow, your whole body will feel like this without my stimulation. Do you think you can continue to work tomorrow in this state? Are you stupid?" Boss Huang tilted his head. Looking at Tang Ling, this kid's words seemed a bit shameless? His style is very similar to that of a certain person.
Tang Ling looked sad: "Then what can I do? Anyway, nothing can stop me from working to pay off my debts."
"That's enough. I'm about to vomit! In order not to delay your work, I decided to teach you a set of physical skills. After you practice it, you can relieve the accumulated fatigue in your body to a great extent. Tell me, do you want to learn it? "Boss Huang's eyes flashed.
"I have no money." Tang Ling instinctively became wary, but the temptation of physical skills was very great.
If fatigue can be relieved quickly, it means efficiency. This is not only the efficiency of blacksmithing, but also the efficiency of cultivation! This will have far-reaching significance for the future.
"You don't need money, can you help me with something?" Boss Huang showed an old fox-like smile again.
(End of chapter)