Thud, thud!
The door was suddenly knocked on.
Clang!
Mu Chen brought his hammer down, and a piece of Rare Metal on the forging table immediately blossomed with light.
Three feet of Spirit Light—Thousand Refinement with Spirit!
This also meant that the Rare Metal before him could now be used as material for a piece of One-Word Battle Armor.
It was worth more than eight million Federal Coin.
"Phew~"
He let out a light breath, yet there was not even a bead of sweat on Mu Chen's forehead.
Hearing the knock, however, he did not continue.
Since they had specifically asked him to forge it, the task naturally could not have been mere Thousand Refinement. Even Thousand Refinement with Spirit was not enough to warrant his personal involvement.
Still, he roughly understood the personalities of those under him.
Thus, unless something urgent had happened, they would never casually disturb him while he was forging.
For a blacksmith, patience was essential.
"Come in."
After unlocking the door, Mu Chen's calm voice sounded.
Outside the door.
Although Yun Xiaoling wore a nervous expression, the tension in her heart did not ease in the slightest.
At her level, she did not have the opportunity to meet President Mu Chen alone.
Even though President Mu Chen had a fairly good temper, the consequences of offending him would still be quite serious.
"Today's situation is special. Even if the president doesn't want to teach this little brother forging, he probably won't blame me, right?"
After comforting herself inwardly, Yun Xiaoling gathered her courage and pushed the door open.
"President!"
Before she could even see the situation inside the Forging Room clearly, Yun Xiaoling had already shut her eyes, bent at the waist, and given a deep bow.
"..."
Mu Chen looked at Yun Xiaoling, who had Lin Jin clamped in her arms and seemed too afraid to look directly at him, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
As an Eight-Star Saint Artisan, Mu Chen was also an Eight-Ring Spirit Douluo-level powerhouse.
The moment he decided to open the door, he had naturally already perceived who was knocking.
In truth, he was somewhat puzzled.
Yun Xiaoling truly did not have the qualifications to knock on his door.
However, considering that she had a fairly good relationship with his daughter, and that despite her usually flighty personality, she was quite conscientious at work, Mu Chen did not pursue the matter.
"Is this your little brother? If you don't let go soon, I might have to sue you for intentional injury."
Mu Chen teased her.
"Ah!"
Only then did Yun Xiaoling remember Lin Jin in her arms. She lowered her head awkwardly and saw that Lin Jin's face had already turned purple.
She hurriedly put Lin Jin down, then thumped his chest repeatedly, her face full of apology.
"S-Sorry, little brother. I was too anxious, so I..."
Lin Jin felt dizzy and took huge breaths of fresh air, only to be struck by another series of fierce palm blows. He nearly spat out blood.
He instinctively backed away several steps. Just as he was about to say something, a curtain of Soul Power appeared, supporting his swaying body while blocking Yun Xiaoling's fierce palms.
"Your little brother is already this skinny. Are you trying to beat him to death?"
Mu Chen helplessly rubbed his forehead and shot Yun Xiaoling an irritated glare.
Yun Xiaoling was incomparably embarrassed, her face flushing red.
Mu Chen looked speechless. "All right, tell me. What did you come to see me for? You know that if you can't give me a proper reason, go accept your punishment yourself."
Under normal circumstances, the consequence would have been immediate dismissal.
But when Mu Chen had supported Lin Jin with his Soul Power just now, he had already noticed something unusual—Level Ten Soul Power!
Judging by his age, it was very likely... Innate Full Soul Power!
Furthermore, he could already sense the faint, intermittent heat within Lin Jin's body.
That was why he had merely told her to accept punishment.
The moment Yun Xiaoling heard that, she panicked. "Don't, President! My salary is so little..."
"Hmm?" Mu Chen raised an eyebrow.
Yun Xiaoling's breath caught, and she hurriedly said, "It's this little brother. He wants to learn forging from you. Oh, right, he has a fire-attribute Martial Soul and Innate Full Soul Power!"
Mu Chen's gaze sharpened. So it was indeed true.
Innate Full Soul Power and a fire-attribute Martial Soul—he truly was good material for learning forging, and qualified to become his disciple.
But he was so thin and frail. His family circumstances were likely poor, so how did he know about Mu Chen? And why had he specifically named Mu Chen as the person he wanted to learn forging from?
Mu Chen was puzzled. His eyes narrowed as thoughts flowed through his mind.
"All right, I understand. You can leave first."
After thinking for a moment, Mu Chen spoke to Yun Xiaoling.
"Ah? All right!" Yun Xiaoling was terrified that her salary would be docked, so how could she dare linger? She turned and left.
Mu Chen's voice suddenly rang out again. "By the way, what's his name?"
"Ah? I-I didn't ask..." Yun Xiaoling twisted her hands, her cheeks flushed as she stood there awkwardly.
You brought him here without even asking his name?
Mu Chen nearly laughed in anger. He glared at Yun Xiaoling and snapped, "Get out."
"Right away!"
Bang!
The Forging Room door closed, and only then did Mu Chen seriously look at Lin Jin.
Far too thin!
Severely malnourished.
Mu Chen made his judgment in an instant.
As a Forging Saint Artisan, he placed great importance on caring for the body.
"Even if he is extraordinarily gifted, if he wants to forge, he'll probably need to recover for at least half a year to a year..."
Mu Chen made his assessment inwardly, but there was no disappointment in his eyes.
As an Eight-Star Saint Artisan, the wealth he had accumulated was enough for him to spend freely even if he retired now.
Of course, that was on the condition that he did not touch God-Level Mecha...
A moment later.
Lin Jin finally recovered. Looking at Mu Chen before him, he immediately gave a polite bow. "Hello, President. My name is Lin Jin, and I'm from Maple Forest Orphanage."
Maple Forest Orphanage?
Mu Chen froze. His first instinctive thought was: What faction is that? Why have I never heard of it?
Then he came to his senses, and his expression changed slightly.
The child before him was actually an orphan.
But if he came from an orphanage, where had he learned about Mu Chen?
Without showing it, Mu Chen picked up his Soul Guidance Communicator and sent out a message, carefully examining the boy before him.
Yet Lin Jin seemed to know what Mu Chen was thinking. "Yesterday, during my Martial Soul awakening, I heard that Spirit Transmission Master mention your name. I also heard that forging makes the most money, so I came looking for you."
He paused. "I really need money, and Maple Forest Orphanage really needs money too."
He was serious about that last sentence.
After all, he had lived at Maple Forest Orphanage for several years without paying anything. Now that he had the ability, he naturally wanted to give back.
Hearing this, Mu Chen fell silent for a moment.
Beep, beep!
At that moment, the Soul Guidance Communicator rang as information was sent back.
Looking at the information displayed about Lin Jin, the doubts in Mu Chen's heart dissipated.
As for the Spirit Transmission Master, he did not bother verifying it.
A Spirit Transmission Master willing to help awaken Martial Souls at an orphanage could not have a bad nature. Mentioning forging and such things at an orphanage short on funds was not difficult to understand.
Besides, what Spirit Master did not want to become a Battle Armor Master?
"Let me see your Martial Soul," Mu Chen said.
Lin Jin nodded and opened his hand. A Crimson Lotus bloomed.
Fire Element Lotus!
Mu Chen narrowed his eyes. Feeling the temperature emanating from it, waves stirred within his heart.
This Crimson Lotus was even hotter than his own Martial Soul, Blazing Sun!
In an instant, Mu Chen reached his conclusion—
Excellent material!
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