In the third year after arriving at the front lines.
After dinner, Zuo Tianxuan sat in the courtyard behind the shop, using his phone to record the forging orders he had completed that day.
He was still 129 orders away from the goal Feng Qi had set for him.
Through years of forging practice, he had learned a great deal of practical knowledge by handling each customer's individual needs through custom forging.
Whenever he could not meet a customer's request, he would ask Teacher Xiao You, who would get Feng Qi's answer for him.
After finishing his record, Zuo Tianxuan picked up his phone and began browsing the shop's online reviews.
Only front-line soldiers who had placed orders with him could leave reviews on the shop's page.
Every time he saw positive feedback, it brought him a sense of joy and recognition. Comments offering suggestions also prompted him to look for his own mistakes and correct them.
Life on the front lines had become more fulfilling as he got to know more and more front-line soldiers.
He was already very close to completing his mission. He decided that, while he was still at the front lines, he would forge every customer's order as well as he possibly could.
At noon that day, Zuo Tianxuan was forging a dagger.
The person who had placed the order was a veteran from a nearby camp. During their conversation, the veteran explained what he needed from the dagger.
The veteran's unit was the Sixth Assassination Group of the Rage Wing Legion under the Wings of the Grim Reaper. Their mission was to assassinate key enemy figures who held influence on the battlefield.
For example, during the war against the Ling Human Race, that race's priests had been a particularly troublesome enemy unit for the