Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The massive bellows continuously pumped oxygen into the furnace. Each blast made the charcoal emit a blinding red brightness, and the bursting flames, like rising drakes, let out a whistling roar.
The gold materials placed inside the furnace rapidly melted into a yellow, golden liquid. No one could resist such a brilliant color, especially when you know it's gold.
"Stop!"
The bellows ceased delivering oxygen, and the temperature inside the furnace began to stabilize. Levin, wearing asbestos gloves, opened the furnace lid. Seizing the moment, Marvin immediately reached into the furnace with iron tongs. The light of the fire illuminated his face as he resisted the suffocating heatwave, grabbing the cylindrical graphite crucible and quickly pulling back.
After closing the furnace lid, Levin rapidly returned to the table and looked at Marvin.
"What are you looking at me for? Hurry up and get the mold ready!"
"Oh, oh, oh..."
