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"Master, your hand!" Olaf looked at Yan Gongyu with concern, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.He just heard a crisp sound, like something broke.

Yan Gongyu covered his trembling right hand with his left hand, his face was extremely heavy, and the iron felt in front of him was a completely scrapped part.It took him a whole day to forge it, and he was only short of the last step to complete it, but an accident happened at this critical moment.

A small hammer is used to trim a large hammer to shape it. Traditional blacksmiths are like this. However, when he was in charge of forging today, Yan Gongyu felt that he could not get back the feeling of the past. After repeated mistakes, this part was completely hopeless.

"It seems that the treatment only healed the skin and flesh, and the injuries on the muscles and bones that night were still not healed." Yan Gongyu sighed helplessly, and he thought of that night, the night that he would never forget.

That night, he was about to call it a day and go home when he was stopped by an unknown person.Yan Gongyu desperately resisted, but lost to the opponent and injured his hands. Fortunately, Olaf called for inspection and saved his life.

Yan Gongyu was sent to the hospital for treatment, and spent a lot of money to save his right hand.But the doctor told him that the injury to his right hand was too severe and might affect his future forging skills.

Yan Gongyu didn't want to believe this fact. He felt that as long as he worked hard to rebuild, he could recover.

But now it seems that he was wrong.His right hand is no longer the dexterous and powerful right hand it used to be.It has become a stumbling block to his forging career.

After all, the injury can be cured after all, but the order that was obtained with great difficulty, not to mention the liquidated damages, it is a problem that the workshop can continue to operate during the time when I was injured.

The workshop area is not only a fiery place but also a ruthless place. Get out if you have no skills is the background of survival here.Yan Gongyu knew that he could not go on like this, otherwise he would lose everything.He had to figure out a way to save the situation.

"Olaf, go and melt this part." Yan Gongyu said, "I want to start over."

"Master..." Olaf hesitated, "Are you sure? This is the result of your hard work for a few days."

"Useless things should be melted away." Yan Gongyu said firmly, "I can't give up my principles because of temporary setbacks. Forging the best parts, the technology that everyone recognizes is my Yan Gongyu."

"Okay, master, I respect your decision." Olaf nodded. He picked up the broken part and walked towards the furnace.

Looking at Olaf's back, Yan Gongyu felt a surge of relief in his heart. His disciple could be said to be the top choice in terms of talent and character. If this test passed, he could consider taking the apprenticeship test.

However, Yan Gongyu did not see the painful and ferocious expression on Olaf's face after turning around. Olaf became Yan Gongyu's disciple not only recognized his skills, but also expected the extremely high starting point of Yan Gongyu's workshop.

As long as I become a teacher from Yan Gongyu's side with a good reputation, I will have the social recognition of a famous teacher and high apprentice, and as long as everything goes well, I will soon be able to gain a foothold in the workshop area.

But after yesterday, everything was ruined. Olaf didn't know whether his master's injury could be healed. If not, the workshop would gradually be unable to receive orders because there was no master craftsman, and the workshop owner would naturally send Olaf and His master cleared up and left.

Olaf silently pulled up the bellows, watching the fire gradually melt the parts that were just one step away, and the gushing blue fire seemed to enter Olaf's pupils, igniting the anger in his heart.

He gritted his teeth, and a gloomy and hatred flashed in his eyes.He hated the person who hurt his master, and also hated the situation where he was powerless.He wanted revenge, he wanted change, he wanted to get out of this hopeless situation.

In the evening, Olaf buried the roughly shaped parts in the sand, let them cool down slowly in a heat-preserving environment, and waited for tomorrow's trimming. The master's hands are still competent in rough machining, and I hope tomorrow all the best.

He patted the sand lightly, praying in his heart that the part would work.He knew this was their last chance, and if they failed again, they would lose everything.

The workshop area under the setting sun was warm and noisy. Workers walked out of each workshop under the ringing of bells one after another. They gathered in twos and threes to talk about today's new things, and walked to the food stalls on the street.

They laughed and talked, enjoying the relaxation and joy after a hard day.They don't know that there is a person beside them who is silently enduring great pressure and pain.

"Snack stall, if only I didn't drink so much wine with the master that day."

Olaf thought about what happened that night again.That was the day they celebrated after receiving the order. They drank a lot of wine with the master and talked a lot about their dreams and plans.

They feel that they have already succeeded in half, as long as they complete this order, they can make everyone admire their technology and quality.They did not expect such a terrible thing to happen that night.

Putting down his thoughts, Olaf walked on the icy street, and his footsteps brought him slowly to the power workshop where the red lantern was still hanging.

The roar made him stop and watch.

"Is this the power workshop that received the order with the master?" Olaf couldn't help sighing as he looked at the power workshop that was still brightly lit at night.

The huge die forging machine pressed hard against the steel plate, making a deafening roar.Pieces of pressed semi-finished products were picked up from the mold by the workers with iron tongs, and thrown into the iron bucket aside, and piled up quickly as the machine was running.

The sharp-eyed Olaf found out in an instant that this was the rough-machined part blank that he and his master worked hard for a whole day today!I and my master use traditional hammer furnaces and forging hammers to beat and shape little by little to get these delicate and strong parts.

But here it is!
From the gloss of the parts, it is far inferior to the quality of the master's careful processing, but it is [-]% better than my own craftsmanship!Olaf thought that such powerful forging would not be possible before level [-].

As the line of sight stretched, there were more die forging machines inside, and the rough-processed embryos were gradually formed in a process, but Olaf's heart became colder and colder, he couldn't do it, he couldn't do it at all!
These machines completed the parts that took me and the master a whole day to complete in a quarter of an hour, and the quality was much better than that produced by myself, a soul master of more than 20 levels.

If the future workshop area is full of such machines!Olaf dared not think any further.

Olaf gritted his teeth, a hint of madness and despair flashed in his eyes.He hated that power workshop, and hated himself for being incompetent. .

At the corner of the street, a man wearing a big-brimmed hat stared at Olaf secretly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, confirming that Olaf had walked on the route arranged for him. The man lowered his felt hat and stepped into the shadow of the alley. (end of this chapter)