Chapter 6 of 10
Chapter 6
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"Of the 107 forging techniques, how many have you mastered?" Lin Tao looked at his eldest son for the first time with a serious expression.
Lin Feng replied, "I have mastered all 107." He added, "But I can only handle 30 techniques in combination. Beyond 30, I can't manage."
Lin Tao's opposition showed a slight waver.
After a long while, he finally nodded, "Then give it a try."
"Thank you, Father!" Lin Feng was very excited.
For eighteen years, this was the first time he had received his father's approval, and it was no easy feat.
However, just for this, his month of persistence and effort was worth it.
Deng Hai was surprised, "Brother Feng, you really learned forging?"
"A tiger does not give birth to a dog, Old Lin, your son hasn't let you down." Doctor Yang praised, "Your eldest son has matured late, your second son is studying at Qingfeng Academy. It seems your family has a successor."
"It's too early to say that," Lin Tao said. "We'll know if it's true when we get home."
Despite his words, a smile appeared on his face.
This might be the first genuine smile on his face since Xiao Ran left.
Seeing the smile on his father's face, Lin Feng felt that his decision was right.
...
In the blacksmith shop.
Lin Tao squatted, pulling the wheel fan with his right hand, and said in an authoritative tone, "I'll control the fire, you just need to forge."
"Brother Feng, you can do it," Deng Hai cheered from the side.
If Lin Feng could really forge household items, it would make him feel better; otherwise, he would live with guilt for the rest of his life.
Looking at the furnace and the forging tools around him, which were exactly the same as the simulated scenes in Game One, Lin Feng's breathing became slightly heavier. He had practiced countless times in Game One, and although his theoretical success rate had reached 100%, this was his first time in reality, and he didn't have 100% confidence.
"Let's start," Lin Tao looked at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng nodded, "Okay."
Household items were the simplest forging results, requiring no complex material combinations and not much control over the fire. Moreover, with Lin Tao controlling the fire, Lin Feng didn't need to worry about this aspect. For a blacksmith with decades of experience, maintaining the optimal temperature of the flame had become instinctive.
"Whoosh." Lin Feng took a deep breath.
In the next moment, the ore in the furnace was refined at high temperatures, and the iron was completely extracted.
Sizzle—
Taking out the iron and placing it in the stone vat, the iron cooled rapidly, and a large number of bubbles emerged from the water.
The forging hadn't started yet; this was just the basic 'iron extraction' technique.
After three rounds, about 98% of the impurities in the iron had been removed.
This form of iron could now withstand the 'forging' technique, and simple temperature control was no longer sufficient to remove the remaining impurities.
"It's about to start." Lin Feng took out the iron again, but this time he didn't cool it in water.
Picking up the hammer, although it was a bit heavy, he could still swing it without a problem.
Deng Hai's eyes were wide open, not blinking, afraid of missing any exciting moment.
Lin Tao watched indifferently, seemingly unconcerned.
"Clang!"
A loud, clear sound came from the hammer and the iron, a sound that was natural and pleasant, like a beautiful melody.
"Wrist arch technique." With Lin Tao's keen eye, he instantly recognized the technique his son was using. "The strength is lacking, but the swinging trajectory is nearly perfect, and the effect is close to the limit."
This was just the beginning.
Lin Feng's strength was insufficient, so these techniques had been corrected by Game One. The corrected techniques were the most suitable for the current Lin Feng, allowing him to achieve 200% or even higher results with his limited strength.
"Clang, Clang!"
Two more hammer strikes.
Lin Tao immediately identified the techniques: "Eagle shooting technique, Tiger strength technique."
Next, the hammer struck the iron like a storm.
"Clang, Clang, Clang... Clang, Clang, Clang..."
The techniques Lin Tao named grew more and more: "Relay technique, Ring strike technique, Three-dimensional technique..."
A series of techniques dazzled the eyes.
Lin Feng's movements, however, did not change much, and his feet did not move at all.
"Brother Feng is amazing." Deng Hai admired Lin Feng for the first time, "With such a heavy hammer, I would have been exhausted long ago."
Is Lin Feng's physical strength and strength greater than Deng Hai's?
Obviously not.
The reason he could do this was mainly because these techniques had been corrected by Game One, and the transitions between various techniques could borrow each other's strength, thus saving physical strength and reducing the strength requirements.
For example, after using the Tiger strength technique, he immediately used the Relay technique, and the huge rebound force generated by the Tiger strength technique was exactly what the Relay technique needed.
The combination of techniques cannot be underestimated.
Ten minutes later, the household item was finally forged by Lin Feng.
"Clang!"
The last hammer strike marked the end of the forging.
Lin Feng was almost exhausted.
His clothes were drenched in sweat, and he could wring out water from them.
Forging a kitchen knife in one go was still a bit too much for him, and he had almost gritted his teeth to finish it.
But he didn't sit down to rest immediately; instead, he looked at his father, Lin Tao.
"Passing, but barely." Lin Tao looked at Lin Feng calmly, sparing words, and gave a stingy evaluation, "You're still far from my requirements."
Sure enough, it was as expected.
Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh bitterly and sat down on the ground, feeling a bit disappointed: "I still haven't met Father's requirements."
"Brother Feng is already amazing!" Deng Hai spoke up for Lin Feng, "It's just that Uncle Lin's requirements are too high."
Watching Lin Feng quietly, Lin Tao turned and left after a while.
His departure made Lin Feng even more disappointed.
However, just as his figure disappeared from the door, a familiar voice came in: "From now on, all household items will be forged by you."
This was... Lin Tao's voice.
"Yes!"
Lin Feng's disappointment turned into joy, and he jumped up excitedly.
This sentence from his father proved that he had recognized Lin Feng's forging skills, meaning that Lin Feng could now handle the blacksmith shop on his own.
Deng Hai was also happy for Lin Feng, though he didn't understand what 'Yes' meant.
From that day on, Lin Feng had another task: forging household items.
All the household items in the blacksmith shop were his responsibility, and he forged them all.
...
The night was as dark as a white paper stained with ink.
Throughout the day, Lin Feng forged eighteen household items, which was nearly twice as efficient as Lin Tao. The household items he forged included kitchen knives, axes, hoes, and iron pots. Each forging session pushed his physical limits, but he stubbornly endured it. This high-intensity physical exertion was also an extreme form of training, and if he could persist, his physical strength would improve significantly in a short time.
After dinner and moving the ore, Lin Feng went to bed early, too exhausted to move a finger.
However, once he entered Game One, he became lively again.
His consciousness entered Game One, while his body entered a deep sleep, muscles relaxed, and the pressure on his body was greatly relieved. In Game One, a simulated body with the same data as the real one was created, but this simulated body did not experience fatigue, and its stamina was almost infinite.
"Game One, start the teaching mode."
Lin Feng began another day of learning with ease.
In the past month, he had only rested for one day, and the rest of the time, he had been learning non-stop. The 29 days and nights of continuous learning had made Lin Feng what he was today.
Hard work pays off, and this was proven to be true.
In one night, 75 hours passed in Game One, roughly equivalent to three days and nights in the real world. Under the teaching mode, Lin Feng made new progress in his learning. By the end, he could perfectly control the combination of 35 forging techniques, a significant improvement, though not as much as the previous day. However, he was steadily growing towards the goal of perfectly controlling the combination of 107 forging techniques. If he maintained this pace, he would soon achieve his goal.
"It's time to work again."
Lin Feng groaned and hurried out of Game One.
As soon as his consciousness returned to his body, he felt a wave of soreness, numbness, and swelling from all over, making him gasp, "Ouch." It seemed that yesterday's training intensity was quite high.
The sound of hammering in the blacksmith shop was earlier than usual.
It was unclear if Lin Tao had changed recently. Although he drank every day, he hadn't been drunk for half a month, and today he got up early. When Lin Feng started forging, he was already watching, occasionally giving Lin Feng some advice, such as how to control the fire and some basic material properties, but he always spoke briefly, as if it was just a casual act.
"Father still can't save face," Lin Feng understood but didn't expose it.
The father and son worked in the blacksmith shop, one forging and the other recovering.
Of course, the task of doing business naturally fell to Lin Tao, as Lin Feng was busy forging and had no time, while Lin Tao was idle and always had time. Doing some business didn't affect his recovery.
The roles of the father and son were reversed.
Such an ordinary life passed by in a month, until one day, under the strict teaching mode, Lin Feng finally perfectly mastered the combination of 107 forging techniques, reaching the Great Success realm!
His Forger title rose from one-star to two-star, a Two-Star Forger!
PS: Thank you to 'I Refuse to Believe' and 'Ji Qingyang' for your generous rewards! Thank you to 'び等デ寺ゼ', 'Half Xi' Rainy Sentiment', and 'Fei Hu Yi Xiao' for your support!
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