When Tang Wulin walked out of the blacksmith association, his face was full of joy, not because Master Cen and the reviewer both believed that he had reached the level of a second-level blacksmith. It was because the association directly compensated the heavy silver knee joint part he forged, which was as much as 10,000 federal coins.
It turns out that forging rare metals can make so much money!
Cen Yue told him to come back in two days to collect his blacksmith badge, and then he could start accepting work.
"Mang Tian!" Cen Yue connected the soul guide communication of this old acquaintance.
"Huh?" Mang Tian was always so indifferent.
"Where did you find that treasure?" Cen Yue's breathing was a little short.
Mang Tian said: "I don't even know what you are talking about."
"What else can I say, your disciple. Nine years old, level two. And the medium-sized parts are directly made of heavy silver. At his current age, if he doesn't stray, it may not take a few years before he can try Thousand Refinement , and marched towards the master blacksmith. How did you teach this child?"
"Hey, are you talking?"
Cen Yue was very dissatisfied with Mangtian's silence on the other side.
"There's nothing to say, this child is born with supernatural powers and is willing to put his heart into it. That's it." Mang Tian said lightly.
Cen Yue said angrily: "You let this little guy come to me to show off, right?"
"Yes!" Mang Tian admitted without hesitation.
"Tell me, what are the conditions, give this child to me. You spend most of your time in Aolai City, a place where no shit is like a bird. You don't have time to teach your disciples. I promise, if you give him to me, I will definitely Carefully train this child."
"Bye!"
"Beep beep!"
"This bastard!" Cen Yue almost dropped the soul guide communicator in his hand.
"Teacher, are you looking for me?" At this moment, a young man in his twenties came to Cen Yue's room.
"How many levels have you been forging? How many years have you been with me? You still can't forge a thousand times..." The young man was in a daze, and he was scolded directly by his usually good-tempered teacher.
Tang Wulin didn't know that his excellence in forging had troubled others, and he had already returned to the academy at this time.
"Here you are!" Tang Wulin handed over 10,000 federal coins in cash to Xie Xie who was lying on the bed, his face still not completely swollen.
Xie Xie glanced at him coldly, "You want to avoid fighting?"
Tang Wulin shook his head, "I couldn't do anything before, I really had no money. But the damage to public property was mainly done by me, so I can't let you all out. First pay you 10,000, and I will give you another 10,000 later. I promised It will be done. After school tomorrow, you can find a place."
After finishing speaking, he put 10,000 Federation coins beside Xie Xie, and went back to his bed.
Zhou Changxi and Yun Xiao, who were sitting on the upper bunk, looked at each other. Since Zhou Changxi lost to Tang Wulin in eating buns, he was really convinced. Yun Xiao was full of curiosity. Looking at Tang Wulin's attire, it didn't look like he could take out 10,000 federal coins in one go.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed and meditating, Tang Wulin soon entered an ethereal state. Today is actually his first time to fight with Wuhun, in fact, he has no experience in this area at all. Never even learned to actually fight.
Xie Xie was very powerful, and Tang Wulin could feel that if it wasn't for his blue silver grass winding soul ability, he might not even be able to touch him.
But today's fight also gave him some understanding of Wuhun. The teacher said that he needs to practice the control of the blue silver grass more, it seems that he really has to hurry up.
Xie Xie didn't meditate, but lay on the bed. He was also thinking about today's battle with Tang Wulin in his mind. Of course he was careless because he underestimated the other party, but this guy's martial spirit should be Blue Silver Grass, right? But why is Guanglong Dagger unable to cut off that useless martial soul when his own cultivation base is obviously higher than that of the opponent? It's unimaginable.
Tomorrow, let him know how amazing it is! This punch cannot be taken in vain. Touching his still swollen face, Xie Xie was furious.
After meditation comes dinner, and after dinner we meditate. The stupid bird flies first and enters the forest early. Tang Wulin has a very deep understanding of the four words that hard work can make up for one's clumsiness.
In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight came in through the window, Tang Wulin opened his eyes.
After meditating all night, he was completely refreshed, and his soul power seemed to have improved slightly. After entering the tenth level, the speed of improving the soul power is obviously faster, but the soul power needed to advance is undoubtedly more. This needs to be accumulated over time.
Just when he was about to get out of bed, he happened to see Xie Xie, who had started meditating in the lower bunk opposite him, opened his eyes.
Looking at each other, Xie Xie's eyes turned cold, Tang Wulin got out of bed indifferently, and went to wash up.
In his eyes, Xie Xie was a rich man in the city, domineering, powerful, and defiant. He would rather be friends with Zhou Changxi than pay attention to such a person.
After washing, one of the most important things in Tang Wulin's mind was eating.
What he didn't know was that yesterday's steamed stuffed bun battle had given him the nickname, the legendary idiot...
He got up early, and there was no one in the cafeteria yet. Breakfast was also divided into three categories: A, B, and C. Tang Wulin walked over to Bing Fan naturally.
The breakfast is rich, with milk, eggs, sausages, bread, and vegetables.
Tang Wulin filled a big plate, found a corner by himself and started eating.
The chefs in the cafeteria already knew him. At first, he thought that the child might be overwhelmed yesterday, but looking at the current situation, it is obviously not the case.
While he was eating, Xie Xie also came to the cafeteria. Like Tang Wulin, he didn't look at the other two windows. He went directly to Class A and brought out a plate of food.
On the surface, it seems that there is not much difference from Tang Wulin's food. But look closely and you'll see. It is also milk, but his is not milk, but a kind of milk from captive soul beasts. Other foods also have their origins, and are much more nutritious.
Of course, compared with Tang Wulin's, Xie Xie's appetite was less than one tenth.
The two were far apart, and they ate separately. Xie Xie occasionally glanced at Tang Wulin's side, but all Tang Wulin's energy was focused on the breakfast in front of him.
There were more and more people in the cafeteria, just like when Tang Wulin came to eat last night, many students pointed at him.
Three poles in the sun, the opening ceremony.