Su Chen brought Tang Wulin to the Blacksmith Association, and then entered an empty hall.
Underfoot is a mirror-smooth alloy floor, and the walls are made of a single unknown metal plate. Even the tables, chairs, and all supplies are forged from metal, giving it a strong sense of technology.
At this moment, there are five people waiting in the hall.
On the left, Mu Chen is sitting on the metal chair in the main seat, with a look of expectation.
His wife Yuan Baoer sat on the chair beside him, with a dignified posture and gentle eyes looking at the two children who came in.
Mu Xi stood obediently behind her parents. When she saw Su Chen and Tang Wulin coming in, her eyes lit up, but she quickly calmed down and fiddled with her fingers gently.
On the right side of the hall, sat a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties.
The man has a handsome face, but his eyes are extremely deep.
The white hair on his temples was like snow, which formed an extremely sharp contrast with the thick black hair on his head, adding a bit of vicissitudes of life.
The other person's hands were placed on the armrests of the metal seat.
They were a pair of palms that were at least half larger than ordinary people, but the joints were not protruding. Instead, they were fair and slender, and the skin was crystal clear, as if they were carefully carved from the finest mutton-fat white jade. Even women would be ashamed of themselves.
Su Chen glanced at the middle-aged man and instantly guessed his identity. There is a high probability that he is the only God Craftsman--Zhen Hua in the world today.
Behind Zhen Hua, an old man wearing a white chef's uniform stood quietly.
The old man looked to be in his fifties, with a slender figure, an ordinary face, and a bland expression. His hands hung naturally by his side, and he looked unremarkable.
"Oh, here we come."
When Mu Chen saw Su Chen and Tang Wulin, a smile appeared on his face and he stood up immediately.
He turned to Zhen Hua and said with an introduction in his tone, "Brother, this is Wulin, the disciple I am looking for for you. This is Su Chen, is my disciple."
Mu Chen deliberately emphasized the words "my disciple", obviously with a hint of showing off.
Mu Chen turned to Tang Wulin, who was still a little embarrassed, with a brighter smile and encouragement, "Wulin, this is the one I mentioned to you, the first blacksmith in the mainland, the only Saint Craftsman today, and also my senior brother--Zhen Hua."
"God...God Craftsman...?"
Tang Wulin was stunned when he heard this.
President Mu Chen did mention that he would introduce a master to him before. Teacher Mang Tian also said that this was a good thing, so that he could become a master with confidence.
But he never dreamed that the opponent turned out to be the legendary God Craftsman Zhen Hua who stood at the top of the forging world!
Zhen Hua's eyes stayed on Tang Wulin's shocked face for a moment, and then turned to Su Chen standing beside him.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, then looked at Mu Chen, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You are so young, junior brother, he is really as talented as you said, why don't you accept him?"
What every blacksmith hopes most is that his blacksmithing skills can be passed down, and everyone wants to recruit a disciple with top talents.
And this trend is also very popular in the Blacksmith Association.
Most old blacksmiths will be stuck at the door of Saint Craftsman for decades or even a lifetime. It is meaningless to compete with each other, so naturally they have to let their disciples come out to compete.
If the disciple wins, then his own face will also be bright.
Mu Chen praised Tang Wulin's talent to the extreme, and even said that Tang Wulin has a great chance of becoming God Craftsman in the future.
It's a bit weird that Mu Chen himself doesn't accept such a talented child.
"Hehehe..."
Mu Chen laughed a few times, shrugged and said, "Senior brother, you are joking. It takes all your strength to teach a disciple. I still have Mu Xi, how can I teach a third one?"
"Wulin This kid's talent is really excellent. He is still in the rough. He needs guidance from God Craftsman like senior brother so that his talent will not be buried."
Mu Chen chuckled, and then stopped worrying about this topic. He looked at Tang Wulin and said in a solemn tone, "Wulin, the opportunity is right in front of you. This is your big opportunity. Whether you can seize it or not depends on you. Show your ability and let God Craftsman see your foundation."
"Papa-"
Mu Chen finished speaking and clapped his hands gently.
"Buzz--"
The metal floor in the center of the hall made a low hum, and then smoothly cracked to both sides.
A fully functional open forging workshop slowly rises from the ground.
All kinds of equipment and equipment are available and arranged in an orderly manner.
On the surrounding metal shelves, there are metal ingots of various colors arranged in categories, a dazzling array.
"Okay!"
Tang Wulin took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart.
It is naturally a great opportunity for him to have the only God Craftsman in mainland China as his disciple.
Moreover, his teacher Mang Tian also told him several times that he must cherish this opportunity and persuade him to become a teacher.
He also cannot live up to the expectations of his teacher Mang Tian.
Tang Wulin looked around and chose the one he was most familiar with, Sinking Silver.
Without hesitation, he directly took out the pair of Thousand-Refined Tungsten Steel Hammers that had been with him for a long time from Storage Soul Tool.
After heating it skillfully, Tang Wulin starts hammering directly.
"Dangdangdang--"
Double hammering with both hands, full of rhythm.
Zhen Hua didn't take it seriously at first, but soon his eyes became solemn and then brighter and brighter, as if he had seen some rare treasure.
The entire metal room echoed with the hammering sound of Tang Wulin, and everyone's eyes were attracted to him.
After all, those present were all top experts in forging. When Tang Wulin hammered it, everyone could see the extraordinaryness in it.
the other side.
Su Chen stood aside.
Mu Xi came over, took Su Chen's arm naturally, and pulled him to his side.
Yuan Baoer turned his head and glanced sideways at Su Chen, with a strong unkindness in his eyes.
Although Su Chen is very good, it doesn't matter if she kidnapped her daughter and is still flirting with women outside.
Under normal circumstances, she would never agree to Mu Xi and Su Chen being together.
However, she wouldn't listen no matter what Mu Xi said, she just wanted to follow Su Chen, Mu Chen, this old thing also spoke for Su Chen...
She could only compromise on this.
But I still feel a little uncomfortable watching Su Chen.
"Ahem, hello, aunt..."
Su Chen coughed dryly and said hello to Yuan Baoer.
Su Chen knew that Yuan Baoer had opinions about him, but the other party didn't specifically target him, so Su Chen still had a very good impression of Yuan Baoer.
Moreover, it is precisely because of Yuan Baoer that there is Mu Xi. Mu Xi can be said to have completely inherited the beauty of Yuan Baoer. As for the talent, it is the inheritance of Mu Chen.
"You brat, do you still know how to come back?"
Yuan Baoer hummed.
Su Chen, this brat, I don't know where he went during the holidays, and he didn't even come to see Mu Xi.
Mu Xi often stares at the communication device in his room, obviously waiting for a reply from some scumbag.
As a mother, she is naturally very distressed and must be a little resentful.
"Okay, mom, stop talking, Little Chen must have his own affairs..."
Mu Xi couldn't help but speak and defended Su Chen in a low voice.
Yuan Baoer:...
Mu Chen:...