"I've prepared all the materials needed to forge the hammer handle. I might as well finish forging it first!"
Wu Mo's eyes shone with a bright light, and he went to work right away. He threw the Clear Cyan Mound Stone into the furnace. As he controlled the flame, he took out a small knife to peel off the bark on the surface of the Serpentine Wood.
The high temperature in the furnace distorted the space. The red flames wrapped the cyan stone that was emitting a green light, and the energy inside immediately boiled.
Although the cyan stone was hard in nature, under the intense high temperature, it began to transform. Wu Mo observed the situation inside through the air vent and raised the temperature again.
He had peeled off the dry and messy bark on the surface of the Serpentine Wood with a knife, revealing brown wood, which was as smooth as jade.
"As expected of hundred-year-old material. This quality is remarkable," Wu Mo muttered to himself.
Then, he also threw the Serpentine Wood into the furnace. He wanted to see the wood's ignition point and the method of fusion.
The flames instantly rose up and swallowed the two. At this point, the Cyan Mound Stone had gradually started to shrink, and the impurities inside were being forced out bit by bit.
As for the Serpentine Wood, its entire body had become charred black. However, the flames appeared the same, as if there were no changes.
Wu Mo used the control rod to slowly approach the furnace. He wanted to attempt to fuse the two materials, but their two energies were completely different. Waves of repulsive force formed, directly dispersing more than half of the surrounding flames.
Wu Mo frowned slightly, but he was a little stubborn in his heart. He once again increased the temperature, trying to force the two to fuse. However, there was a white flash in the air vent at the next second.
A muffled sound was heard.
Then, grayish-black fragments and sawdust were expelled, making Wu Mo speechless.
"Backtrack!"
Wu Mo was not discouraged. He had seen such failure thousands of times, and every failure was akin to drinking water. It was becoming dull and tasteless.
He continued the previous steps, operating the furnace tirelessly, growing with each failure.
He gained a lot of knowledge that the academy did not impart to him.
His failure lasted for more than a hundred attempts before Wu Mo finally understood the nature of the two materials.
Ignition point, hardness, texture, and energy type—he could easily identify these characteristics, which a seven-star blacksmith would not even pay attention to.
Following another flash of light, the furnace did not undergo the typical ash discharge process of failure. Instead, the interior became pitch black, and all the flames disappeared.
Clang!
The sound of metal colliding could be heard, and the lid of the huge furnace automatically rose. Due to the air pressure, the things inside flew out once that happened.
When Wu Mo raised his head in shock and looked over, he saw a 60-centimeter-long brown stick floating in the air.
The end of the stick glinted with a cold light that was no different from the Cyan Mound Stone!
This short staff-like object also gave off a pale green light, and it was particularly dazzling in the chaotic pitch-black space.
Wu Mo immediately held it in his hand and felt a chill in his palm. Additionally, the short staff had a weight that did not match its size. Its lethality was definitely not ordinary!
Looking at the short staff that was now emanating a purple glow, Wu Mo's heart was extremely excited. He quickly muttered in his heart, 'System, equipment appraisal!'
[Ding... Equipment appraisal successful. Its attributes are as follows.
[Type of Equipment: Stick-type weapon
[Name: Armor-piercing Short Staff
[Grade: Premium
[System Score: 41 points
[Effects: 1. Snake Dance (after activation, the user's speed can be greatly increased). Lasts for 10 seconds. Cooldown: 10 hours.
[2. Piercing (can bypass the defense of equipment below Premium-grade).
[Additional Description: This weapon is also the handle of Thor's hammer, Mjolnir. The final quality of Mjolnir will be determined by the hammer's body. The stronger the material used to forge the hammer's body, the better the final quality!]
Looking at the rather illusory panel in front of him, Wu Mo's heart was mixed with joy and worry.
He was happy that the equipment he had worked hard to forge was extremely powerful. However, he was worried because, at this point, he was not going to succeed in forging the final version of Thor's hammer!
Without the Legendary Essence, no matter how hard he worked, Mjolnir's final quality would not surpass Epic-grade.
There was a higher probability that he would not be able to successfully forge it due to the unstable energy supply.
Holding the heavy short staff and looking at the black and white patterns on it, Wu Mo felt a little upset.
He had already pushed himself to the limit. In order to forge the short staff, he had stayed in the space for at least 10 hours.
Although it was a little difficult to calm down, Wu Mo collected himself and slowly exited the Divine-grade Forging Space.
Noticing that the materials had disappeared before him, he kept the short staff in his Interspatial Ring. Then, he returned to his bedroom, feeling rather tired.
He saw an unread message from Jiang Mengyao but did not even have the strength to lift his arm. He soon fell into a deep slumber.
...
The sunlight outside the window was dazzling. At the bottom of the dormitory building, the evergreen trees rustled under the breeze.
Since it was a day off, most of the students took the opportunity to go home.
Of course, it was the same for Wei Jiaming.
He covered his bruised face and returned to his villa.
"Young Master, why are you back?"
The servant in the yard greeted Wei Jiaming respectfully when he saw him.
"Do your job."
Wei Jiaming glared at the servant and immediately walked into the living room.
He had been thrown out of the door by Treasure Pavilion's security guards. His face was bruised, and he had been blacklisted by Treasure Pavilion forever. Anger was stifling him, so how could he still put on a good front?
Wei Jiaming entered the living room in the luxurious three-story duplex villa and immediately saw his father sitting on the couch, chatting with the butler.
"Father!"
Wei Jiaming quickened his steps toward his father with hatred in his eyes. He was in his current situation because Wu Mo had planned it!
Not only did that guy snatch away one of his favorite school belles, Jiang Mengyao, but he had also deliberately made him embarrass himself in Treasure Pavilion. How could Wei Jiaming swallow such hatred?!
Wei Jiaming planned to use his family's power to completely cripple that guy called Wu Mo!
Plus, he would certainly not let Treasure Pavilion off the hook for the way they treated him!
"Jiaming? Why are you back?!" the middle-aged man sitting on the couch slowly stood up and asked with a surprised expression.
He was wearing a formal brown suit, his skin was bronzed, and there was a conspicuous scar at the corner of his eye. However, there was a heroic air between his brows, and his entire person had a dignified aura. He was obviously someone who had been in a high position for a long time.
He was Wei Jiaming's father, Wei Jian!
Wei Jian was also the governor of the City Protection Force. He held a well-trained army in his hands, and he had quite a lot of power in Shanglin City.
Wei Jian had only asked in surprise, but when he saw the injury on his son, Wei Jiaming's face, his tone suddenly became fierce.
The gray-haired butler, who was standing at the side, could not help but frown.