Inside the slum area in a dilapidated building, a man wearing a black cloak, who was the one that planned Wallace's assassination, walked into the building and entered it. He walked to one of the wooden chairs and sat on it. He did not sit for long before another person slowly walked into the room.
"You better call me here for an important matter tonight," The man that entered first said.
"Boss, we just discovered something," the voice said as he handed a pad over to the man. The man looked at the pad on his hand, and his eyes widened when he saw what was on the pad.
"Isn't this the project you've been working on?" The man asked.
"Yes, and it's even more advanced. The bear clashed with it and apart from a slight dent, nothing happened again, it was able to make a quick walk of the bear whereas if ours meet the bear, it will turn to scrap metal and the pilot inside it would be dead" The guy said.
"Did he also get the inheritance?" the man asked.
"I don't know," The guy answered.
"Were you able to follow it?" The man asked.
"No, it entered the slum area and suddenly sped up. I think it's even faster than a car, so we lost it," the guy answered. The man looked at the image of a mecha covered by the darkness before pondering for some time.
"I will get some people to come over to capture it, you just monitor it," The man said and left the room.
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The weekend passed, and a new week soon arrived; it marked the start of the third week Wallace entered this world. He and Jeff walked out of the house towards the blacksmith organization. He wants to become a blacksmith. He needs to amass funds before he leaves for the empire to attend the academy. He will need a lot of funds to be able to start his plan in the academy. When he reach rank 30, he will need to start building his battle armor and also an advanced mecha. He also needss to do some things which will require a lot of funds. Even though most of them will be pushed forward till he reaches rank 30, he still needs to start saving from now, and the fastest way for him to save is by participating in the blacksmith mission.
He already learnt about the blacksmithing of this planet and could only sum it up to one thing, pathetic. Their refinement of metal is pathetic and cannot be compared to his. When he finishes refining a material, it will get there, and when he completes extreme refining, a light will come out from it. These two make it able to conduct mana and also boost the body stat of the rider while at the same time grantinging it limited recovery ability. Not to talk about mecha, if any mecha is created from the refined metal of the blacksmith in this world, the mecha will just be armor.
Apart from defense, it won't grant the user any boost and will even weigh them down but they can't build mecha yet. He can at least present his metal that will grant him a stable influx of funds and with Lucy behind him, they can't do anything to him. The metal he will be giving out will be metal that has been refined and some rare metals that have undergone extreme refinement. It can still be summed up as talent; he could simply pretend that he discovered it accidentally when he was researching. Then in the future, he will think about what to give out next.
He arrived in the blacksmith organization, it's beside the mage association and the first floor is just like the mage organization. It's a large hall with clerks and a mission board. The clerks are busy with some blacksmiths in front of them, either handing out metals or taking slips. He walked to one of the less busy towers.
"What can we do for you?" The lady asked.
"I want to take a blacksmith test" He answered.
"Hmm" The clerk was surprised when she heard what he said because blacksmiths are at least usually in their twenties and they usually have burly bodies. After all, wielding almost hundred kg hammers which is the minimum hammer for a blacksmith requires immense strength.
"What did you say sir?" The clerk asked again to make sure that she wasn't hearing wrongly.
"I'm here to take the blacksmithing test" He answered.
"Ahh, to take a blacksmithing test requires ten thousand dollars," the lady said. Wallace handed her his ATM card and she withdrew the money from it. She's still surprised at what she heard. She picked up the phone and made a call.
"The examiner will soon be here for your test," she said.
"Can't I just give you a metal that I refined?" He asked.
"No, to prevent cheating, you have to refine a metal and forge it in front of any of our examiners," She answered.
"Ok," he answered. It:s not a problem, the blacksmithing method of this world is simply too crude. Apart from refining and forging into shapes of what they want to use it for, they don't know anything again. Extreme refinement, alloy forging, spirit refinement, and heavenly refinement are not in their book. The greatness of a blacksmith is just to the degree of how they can forge metal. A middle-aged, brawny man soon walked over to the clerk, and the clerk directed the man to him. The man walked to Jeff.
"Esteemed sir, I heard that you are here to take a blacksmithing test, He asked.
"No, it's him," Jeff pointed at Wallace as he looked strangely; even though he could not believe that Wallace was there to take a blacksmith test. The man's expression turned strange when he saw the refined and slender boy who claimed that he wanted to take a blacksmith test.
"Can he even carry a hammer?" he thought. He simply put it at the back of his mind and thought that Wallace was one of those spoilt young masters who wanted to take the test because blacksmiths have a lot of prestige. Blacksmithing is a highly sought-after and respected profession because metals are required for a lot of things, and they have to be refined. A blacksmith is simply set for life.
Seeing the boy that can't even carry a hammer, he quickly dismissed him and just wanted to just be done with the test so that he can go back to continue his work. He led them to the second floor where there were different blacksmith rooms. He entered one of the rooms. Wallace could not help but click his tongue when he saw what was inside the room.
Apart from the forging table, some molds are used when forging. The metal will be liquefied and will be poured inside the mold of the required shape, and it will be left to cool and solidify, but liquefying a metal means that the internal structure will be ruined and its circuit will circuit so there is no chance for extreme refinement. It's after the weapon has taken shape and solidified that's when they will carry out refinement.
"You have to pick a metal, refine it, and mold it into a pistol tube," He was told. He went to shelves that contained a row of metal and took a silvery iron. He then went to the table, and a pair of hammers appeared in front of him. The man's face widened because he could tell that it was not a hollow hammer but a ten kg hammer. He could not believe his eyes, even Jeff looked at Wallace like he was looking at a monster.
"Divine innate strength" Was the thought on his mind. They dare not underestimate Wallace again. Wallace pressed a button on the table and popped the metal inside it. The section closed, and the metal soon began its heating phase. His dream sense has started to monitor any little change. Twenty minutes later, he pressed the button, and a fiery red metal was brought out. The man frowned because he knew that it would take at least an hour for a silvery iron to be fully melted into a liquid. He saw the red metal and could not place his hand on what Wallace want to do, that's not a blacksmith procedure. The hope in his mind has simply been extinguished.
Wallace took the metal and
"Bang" he pounded. Following are a series of pounds. The man who was just waiting for Wallace to finish his show watched after five minutes as the metal was visibly shrinking while also glittering. He could not place his mind on what was happening, even though he did not understand. He took out his phone and called the president of the organization.
"Hello, boss, there's a bizarre thing going on here," he said. Minutes later, a brawny man with white hair and glittering eyes entered. When he saw the glittering metal on the table, his eyes shone as he looked at the small boy. If it was before, he would have been surprised when he saw a small boy, but the glittering metal on the table caught his attention immediately.