"What do you want? Hmm, it's simple. " Boss Huang did not panic at Tang Ling's question. Instead, he pointed at the smithing room and said word by word, "After that, your smithing time will be reduced to nine hours."
"Don't argue with me. As a matter of fact, I despise it. I'm afraid that a person with only the strength of eight bulls and can't even master the technique won't meet my requirements. I'll have to spend more time training him. "Boss Huang looked disgusted.
Then, he flung his sleeves and said casually, "From now on, the debt will be reflected in your working hours. Of course, I'll still give you an hour of free time and the private library will be open to you for an hour every day if you have time to read.
However, your working hours won't be reduced by a single minute. Young man, you should learn to manage your own time. "Boss Huang tapped Tang Ling's shoulder as he spoke.
A strong sense of helplessness rose in Tang Ling's heart when he heard the answer.
It was similar to when he first met Su Siao. He could feel that Boss Huang meant no harm, but he did not know what his goal was.
Instead, he might as well show his malice. At least, he could resist, could he not?
Moreover, Boss Huang's conditions were not harsh at all. At least, Tang Ling had everything that he wanted.
More importantly, the private library that Boss Huang mentioned was very attractive to Tang Ling.
Therefore, Tang Ling decided to observe and observe as he moved forward.
He would not ask Boss Huang if he was not afraid that he would run away. He knew that before he familiarized himself with everything in Darkness Port, he would never be able to escape Boss Huang's grasp.
Even if he did, it would be difficult!
In the end, all he could do was observe and observe as he moved forward.
Tang Ling went silent. He still needed something else. Since Boss Huang knew everything, Tang Ling wanted to say something.
With that in mind, Boss Huang interrupted him.
"You must have a lot of questions for me, don't you? For example, about Darkness Port and the siblings who parted ways with me. Maybe there's more? " Boss Huang then walked to the corner of the smithing room where the tools were placed. He looked at the hammers hanging on the wall and started to pick and choose.
Tang Ling's heart skipped a beat. Boss Huang's prediction was like a God. He seemed to know him very well.
Questions popped up in Tang Ling's mind again. What was this man trying to do?
However, on the surface, Tang Ling was not going to ask the question anymore. Boss Huang's attitude earlier said it all. He purposely ignored the main point and obviously avoided Tang Ling's question.
Therefore, Tang Ling answered honestly, "Yes, Boss. Everyone who comes to Darkness Port must have their own goals and pursuits, so I do need some information. "
"Yes." Boss Huang had already picked a hammer. It was neither too big nor too small, and it was inconspicuous among the other hammers hanging on the wall.
To Huang, a hammer was placed on the wall by for him.
Tang Ling casually accepted the hammer. To him, the weight of a hammer was nothing.
However, it, Tang, Huang, Tang, Tang God.
The hammer was extremely heavy in his hand. It was almost the limit of Tang Ling's strength. When he caught it with one hand, he almost fell because of the weight of the hammer. When he finally steadied himself, he twisted his waist.
Tang Ling was speechless. He used both his hands to lift the hammer and almost fell. When he finally steadied himself, he twisted his waist.
Tang Ling was speechless. He lifted the hammer with both hands and asked Boss Huang, "I don't have any money. Can I get a debt?"
"No, I can't. The information is instant, so the fees must be instant too." Boss Huang did not look like he was joking. Tang Ling wanted to say something else, but Boss Huang shook his finger and said, "As a matter of fact, a man with arms and legs can't say he doesn't have any money. It's too shameful."
"Don't you have an hour of free time? Go earn some money. "
"What can you do in an hour?" Tang Ling raised a brow, but he did not reject the offer. As a matter of fact, Boss Huang had a point.
He could eat and drink here, so why couldn't he earn money during the rest of the time? Even if it was only an hour.
Boss Huang threw his head back and laughed exaggeratedly at Tang Ling's question. He then said, "Where am I? This is Darkness Port! Here, everything is fair and aboveboard. As long as you can succeed, it's a way to make money. "
"Today, you have an hour to read in my private library. I'll pick two books for you. The first one is about the rules of Darkness Port. As for the other one, hmph … "Boss Huang did not continue. Instead, he looked at Tang Ling." Aren't you going to have breakfast? "
"Me?" Tang Ling's expression changed before he smiled flatteringly. "Are you giving it to Monty?"
"You know Monty?" Boss Huang looked askance at Tang Ling.
"It's not a waste, is it?" Tang Ling knew nothing about Monty. Was it a dog? He avoided the question and dwelled on the trivial.
"Hmph." Boss Huang chuckled meaningfully and said, "I'll allow you to waste on the first day, but from tomorrow onwards, you'll have to pay the price for wasting."
"Then, my appetite is actually quite small. Can I reduce it tomorrow?" Tang Ling pretended to be polite, but deep down, he was terrified.
A Level 7 vicious beast and a Level 5 vicious beast! Are you trying to stuff me until I explode?
"No. If you waste food tomorrow, it means you're not serious enough. My judgment of everything is simple and crude. Understand? " Boss Huang paused for a moment before he continued, "As for breakfast, I'll have Ding Ling send it here. In order not to delay your work, you'll need food."
**
What was Tang Ling's job?
In short, he was smithing! In Boss Huang's workshop, there were a bunch of crude ores that he had extracted that needed to be refined.
The refining method that Boss Huang chose was very primitive. He had to hammer the ores repeatedly by hand until the impurities in the ores were completely removed.
There was a good flame in the workshop, and through certain adjustments, the flame could be turned into a stable bluish-white color.
It was an extremely high temperature. During the smelting process in the old civilization, coke was only able to reach around 2,300 degrees.
It meant that the flame was able to burn away the impurities.
The tools in the workshop were also excellent. According to Boss Huang, the worst one was the grade A alloy sledgehammer in Tang Ling's hand.
The sledgehammer was forged from grade A alloy with a small amount of grade S alloy added to give it enough weight.
Through the hammering process, the impurities could be removed, the composition would be denser, and the crystal particles would be thinner.
Tang Ling did not understand the theory behind smithing, and Boss Huang did not want to teach him anything profound. Based on Tang Ling's current level, all he had to do was hammer it repeatedly.
What a joke! The tool that Boss Huang chose for Tang Ling was the grade A alloy sledgehammer.
The sledgehammer weighed 6,000 kgs. Tang Ling had the strength of eight bulls, but the strength of a bull was only around 800 to 900 kgs.
Was it a little too much to ask him to swing a 6,000-kgs sledgehammer that was close to his limit and hammer it repeatedly?
"Are you afraid? Are you afraid? "Boss Huang looked at Tang Ling with a disdainful gaze and sounded very exaggerated.
"Impossible!" Tang Ling was still a teenager, so he could not tolerate the humiliation.
"Since you're not afraid and you're not afraid, accept your fate. Then, accept your fate. I don't have any lighter iron hammers for you to use. " Boss Huang shrugged and walked to the corner that was filled with ores. He used his hand to pull a conch shell hanging on the wall.
The wall with the conch shell cracked open, and a slightly dazzling metallic luster shone from inside.
Tang Ling took a closer look and realized that there were more than a thousand different colored, brick-shaped, and brick-sized metal billets piled up inside.
Boss Huang walked in and picked out two black iron blanks. He then tossed them on the anvil of one of the stoves.
"You look fearless. You remind me of my younger days. Although I wasn't as useless as I am now, I can only process black iron blanks. "Boss Huang pouted and looked down on Tang Ling.
Tang Ling chanted a hundred times in his heart, but his chest still heaved up and down.
"That's why I'll show you. Remember, there's a saying. Everything is done with skill. " Boss Huang ignored Tang Ling's rising and falling chest. He picked a hammer on the wall of tools.
He picked a hammer the size of two palms.
Tang Ling glanced at the hammer in his hand. It might not be the biggest among the tools, but it was almost half his height. What is that? A toy?
Can we exchange tools?
Then, Boss Huang looked at Tang Ling with a serious expression. "Watch carefully. I'll only show you twice. Just twice, understand?"
Tang Ling quickly reined in his thoughts. His instinct told him that the skill that Boss Huang was going to teach him might not be simple.
It was then that Boss Huang took a deep breath and straightened the black iron billet. He said, "This hammering method only requires three hammerings. Every three hammerings form a group and you just have to hammer it repeatedly."
Now, I've suppressed my strength to the strength of eight bulls, which is the strength of eight bulls that I haven't mastered yet. "
When Boss Huang said that, Tang Ling's expression turned serious.
Boss Huang had mentioned that he only had the strength of eight bulls and emphasized that he hadn't mastered yet.
Tang Ling did not mind. It was normal for a master like Boss Huang to see through his strength.
Now, Boss Huang had reduced his strength to the same level as Tang Ling, yet he could use a hammer that weighed 6,000 kilograms. What kind of skill was that? What if it was used in battle?
With that in mind, Tang Ling's expression changed again. A hammer that weighed 6,000 kilograms? I'm holding a toy, alright?
It was then that Boss Huang came back to his senses. He casually put down the hammer in his hand and said, "Mimicking strength isn't worthy of this hammer. You'd better use that garbage hammer in your hand. "
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