Qian Jin stood in front of the forging table and reached out his hand for the hammer placed beside it, just to feel that the gravity in the surroundings had changed heavily.
At one time…two times…five times…
What was this? Qian Jin lowered his head and had his eyeballs mostly roll out the sockets after seeing the source of the incremented gravity clearly. This… wasn't this the magic conductor of the gravity controlling made by Akenash?
What? How could this object make its appearance here?
"Ignore it and go on with forging."
The calm yet imperative voice of Uncle Blake made Qian Jin realize immediately that this old blacksmith borrowed this magic conductor from Akenash for his sake.
All of a sudden, Qian Jin was overwhelmed by a sense of gratitude. He had been haunting in this Endless World daily over the past few days to get the sincerest and most meticulous guidance from the teachers. But he forgot the most important thing.
