Episode 69 Dad's Second Shift, Requesting Members' Recommendations

  Blake lifted his nearly sleepy eyelids and looked at Gan Jing: "The books inside, no one will compete with you. In the future, you will have a lot of time to read them. Now, you should become a forging master. Take these hundred-year-old ice iron mines and forge them into fine iron, then make them according to the ' Horse-Slaying Sword Forging Diagram' you learned."

  He picked up a piece of hundred-year-old ice iron ore and threw it into the fire, but soon discovered that this was indeed a hundred-year-old ice iron ore, as even the fierce flames couldn't melt it.

  There is no charcoal species combination, and there are not many types of charcoal blocks in the yard. The only way to dry the rigging is to pull the bellows hard like playing with one's life.

  The whooshing sound of the bellows continued in the courtyard, and after exhausting all the fighting spirit of the 9th-level warrior, he finally burned the hundred-year-old ice iron ore that could freeze people to death into a crimson red.

  One side used iron pliers to extract the century-old ice iron ore, while Qian Jin secretly sighed, no wonder countless warrior students were stuck in the position of a 9th-level warrior for their entire lives and couldn't make any progress.

  According to the usual training of these days, I should have broken through the 9th level warrior and entered the 10th level warrior. However, no matter how much the fighting spirit of the current 9th level warrior grows, it seems like an endless void that cannot be filled, without any signs of breakthrough. No wonder the 9th level warrior is also known as the "warrior's heaven and hell boundary line"!

  Countless 9th-level warriors, still 9th-level warriors until death! Qianjin didn't just see the tragic and indignant deaths of 9th-level warriors in one book. Almost every 9th-level warrior who died had spent their entire life's energy trying to reach the 10th level, but failed.

  "If I can still break through and become a 10th-level warrior?"

  The iron hammer in his hand slammed onto the century-old ice steel, a piercing metallic crisp sound and that powerful recoil force made him suddenly wake up.

  The century-old ice iron mine that had been burning red hot had somehow turned cold and icy again, and the last hammer strike was in vain.

  Blake puffed on his pipe and said leisurely: "The Hundred Year Ice Iron, if it is not hammered within five seconds of being taken out of the furnace, will revert to its original state."

  "Why didn't you say so earlier......" Gan Jing found Blake's educational approach, which always intentionally let himself make mistakes and hit a wall before correcting him, to be quite frustrating. He buried his head and continued working on the bellows, there was still plenty of time today, even if he couldn't forge a battle sword here, at least he could practice a few hammer swings first.

  In the blacksmith's courtyard, the monotonous sound of hammering iron quickly resumed, one strike after another ringing out incessantly. Old Black continued to crouch in the corner of the yard, puffing on his pipe, and Gan Jing felt that this old man seemed to be hiding more secrets than himself whenever he saw his eyes.

  "Attention all players, your game time for today is about to run out. Please make preparations to log off."

  The voice of the system spirit sounded again, and Qian Jin closed his eyes resolutely, not daring to look at the distorted scene, lest he gave himself a feeling that this world had been destroyed.

  Another morning, Qian Jin stretched his waist and tied the hat back to the bed board, pushing Luo Lin who was still sleeping: "Get up quickly, it's time for physical training..."

  "Let me sleep a bit longer..." Luo Lin mumbled with his head still covered, "I just had a dream about sleeping with the school flower..."

  "Oh, is that so?" Qian Jin looked at Luo Lin's sleepy appearance and curled his lips. He felt extremely mentally unbalanced when he thought about how he would be tortured by Blake for training at night while his companion could sleep soundly and have sweet dreams.

  "I said..." Qian Jin whispered in Luo Lin's ear, using a voice full of guidance and temptation: "The school flower took off her top, revealing her snowy white skin... The school flower started taking off again... Oh, those snowy white twin peaks..."

  In Luo Lin's quilt, the sound of swallowing saliva and the rolling of his Adam's apple sounded like he was very excited in his dream.

  "Who's that? Carrying a long leather whip? Oh! That's Professor Rodríguez, he's going to whip you, you lazy egg..."

  "Ah!" Luo Lin let out a strange cry and jumped high from the bed, Gan Jing looked at his jumping ability with deep suspicion, wondering if this fatty really had the potential to become a great warrior? Could he actually jump that high?

  Luolin's face turned pale as he stared at Qianjin, his eyes filled with resentful gaze. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat Qianjin, he would have probably pounced on him already, letting him taste the power of his nearly 200-pound body.

  "Classmate, leading others to have nightmares is very likely to lead to others'..." Luo Lin quickly put on his clothes and muttered: "Just a little bit, just a little bit and I would have pushed down the school flower..."

  The man leaning against the wall at the entrance said, "That woman, I suggest you change to another one."

  "What's wrong with her? She has a good figure and looks good." Luo Lin spat out the window: "After the holiday, I'll ask Old Master to help me propose to her! This holiday, I'll get her married into our family! And then press her onto the bed..."

  "How old are you..."

  "I'm not young anymore." Luo Lin swung his fat arm and walked shoulder to shoulder with Gan Jing: "My dad was my age when I had me."

  He couldn't deny the fact that he shrugged his shoulders, whether it was the true strategy of the imperial court or the previous imperial court or the demon clan. For men to get married and have children at the age of 15 or 16 was not a strange thing. If the test of the bloodline of the spirit king had also awakened at the primary level that day, he might have been married already, and perhaps he would soon become a father.

  Dad? Gan Jing's body trembled slightly, and in his mind, he once again saw that delicate and beautiful face, as well as those stubborn eyes.

  Magic and Warrior Academy, the objects of their admiration are always the strong. In books, they admire those famous generals who have left their names in history, and in reality, they naturally admire the strong people around them.

  Dry, a few days ago in almost the entire college's face a war fame! Has already become almost all of the warriors students' goal, even the second-year warrior students did not suffer any challenge because of that night Dry beat up senior.

  Almost all the students not only recognized that Qianjin was the first in the freshman warrior department, but also many people believed that he was the real number one who could fight in the academy. Even third-year warrior students couldn't beat him.

  "Powerful..."

  "Look quickly, it's a dry spell."

  "The school's first victory is also the future's only chance for other colleges to reevaluate our college."

  For several days, Qian Jin had been accustomed to the whispers of people around him during his daily morning exercise, and his gaze passed over these people to a position behind the crowd.

  Having survived in the harsh environment of the Western Mountain Forest for days, his lean body had become extremely sensitive to any hostile gaze, and even a stranger's special attention could trigger an alarm within a certain range.

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