Federal Council, Speaker office.
Speaker Fu Moxin was sitting behind the large desk, flipping through the reports submitted by various departments. There was a knock on the door, and before he could respond, a figure pushed the door open and entered.
Fu Moxin raised his head, saw the person coming, and frowned slightly.
"It's so late, what's going on?"
Deputy Speaker Tang Bingyao put a file on the table and said in a low voice, "Zhen Hua just announced his abdication and passed the position of president Blacksmith Association to a young man named Long Yuan. Moreover, this Long Yuan has mastered Heavenly Forging and became the new Divine Craftsman."
Fu Moxin's face changed slightly. He had some guesses just now, so he immediately picked up the file and browsed it quickly.
After a while, he put down the file and leaned back in his chair, deep in thought.
"Long Yuan... this name sounds a bit familiar."
"He was also at the scene during the Ming Capital Soul Guidance Train explosion last month." Tang Bingyao added, "And according to the intelligence, Evil Soul Master on that train was solved by his disciples. The boy named Tang Wulin was only thirteen years old."
"Both master and disciple are monsters." Fu Moxin whispered.
"Also, it's Shrek Academy. Long Yuan is the one who defeated Light and Dark Douluo Long Yeyue before."
Fu Moxin stood up, walked to the window, and looked at Ming Capital in the night.
There seemed to be colorful lights looming in the distant night sky, as if something was waking up.
The relationship between Federation and Shrek, Tang Sect, and Spirit Pagoda is inherently complicated. Blacksmith Association has always been neutral, but it controls the top forging resources in the continent and a considerable amount of rare metal resources.
Now that it has a new owner, this balance beam is probably going to wobble a little bit.
"What do you think the new president Blacksmith Association's attitude will be towards us?" Fu Moxin asked.
Tang Bingyao shook his head. "Insufficient information. At present, we only know that he has contact with Spirit Pagoda, which is Honorary Elder, but to what extent is not clear yet."
Fu Moxin was silent for a moment.
"Pay attention to observation, but don't act rashly. Also, inform all standing members in Federation to prepare to hold a Federal Presidium meeting tomorrow."
"Understood."
Tang Bingyao turned around and left, and the office became quiet again. Fu Moxin looked out the window, but Jiujiu did not look back.
"What a troubled life..." His sigh echoed in the empty room.
Eastsea City, Blacksmith Association division.
When the message reached Eastsea City, it was already early the next morning. Mu Chen stood in the office, holding the urgent message in his hand, and read it three times before putting it down.
Immediately, he dialed Soul Guidance Communication of Zhen Hua.
"Brother, why are you doing this..."
Zhen Hua was twirling the teacup with no unnecessary expression on his face.
"I told you, it's time to quit." He took a sip of tea and said in a calm tone, as if he was talking about today's weather, "Long Yuan is better than me, Blacksmith Association can be left to him, I can rest assured."
Mu Chen was silent for a while and asked, "Long Yuan really agreed?"
Zhen Hua shook his head, with a helpless smile on his lips, "I said I didn't agree, but haven't I already spread the message?"
"Senior brother!" Mu Chen's voice suddenly rose an octave higher, "He never likes people forcing him..."
"He said we'll talk about it when he comes back next time." Zhen Hua waved his hand, "That means he agreed. That kid has a hard mouth but a soft heart, how can I know?"
Mu Chen was speechless, not knowing what to say or what to persuade. Long Yuan was the one who watched him step by step from the age of seventeen or eighteen to today. From the time when Forging Room The boy who hit Sinking Silver with hammer after hammer was now Divine Craftsman. He knew that Long Yuan would reach this point sooner or later, but he didn't expect this day to come so quickly.
"Junior brother," Zhen Hua put down the tea cup. There was something in his eyes that Mu Chen hadn't seen for a long time - it was the relief after letting go of the burden of decades. "From now on, Blacksmith Association, please help me more. Long Yuan is young and there are some things he doesn't understand. You are more experienced than me, so just say what you need to say, and he won't blame you."
Mu Chen was silent.
After a long moment, he nodded.
"Okay."
"It's just senior brother, why are you looking so anxious? Is there something unexpected?"
Zhen Hua stood up, walked to the window, and looked at Heaven Dou City as the sky gradually lit up.
"Ah... don't worry about it. In short, you should have integrated it at Eastsea City. From now on, you can come to Heaven Dou City."
"You're always like this, used to calling people around. Okay, I get it. Come over as soon as I finish the finishing work here. It just so happens that Xin'er went to the Shrek Academy, and I was closer to Heaven Dou City. Bao'er I haven't seen you for a long time. It just so happens that the three of us can get together again."
Zhen Hua was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"Okay, wait until I come back from Ming Capital!"
The laughter of the two old men echoed in the office, and the morning light outside the window fell through the mist and fell on them.
Ming Capital, Blacksmith Association.
Long Yuan stood on Ascension Platform, which was destroyed beyond recognition by the thunder tribulation, with the faint glow of the thunder tribulation still remaining on his fingertips.
Zhen Hua went to his room last night and stared at the piece of Heavenly Forged Metal all night, and he drove him to bed before dawn.
At this time, most of the glass in the Ascension Platform dome was broken, the metal guardrails were twisted and deformed, and even the pattern of the magic circle on the ground was blown beyond recognition by the thunder.
The whole Ascension Platform seemed to be swept by a tornado, but no one cared.
Long Yuan is waiting for his Soul Guidance Communicator to ring.
Sure enough, the first communication came.
The words "Qiangu Dongfeng" flashed on the screen of Soul Guidance Communicator.
Long Yuan looked at the name and did not answer the call immediately, letting it vibrate in the palm of his hand.
After a while, the phone automatically ended the call. A few seconds later, it rang again. Long Yuan waited for three seconds before pressing the answer button.
"Tower Master Qiangu, so early?" Long Yuan's voice was neither salty nor bland.
"His Excellency Dragon God, congratulations!" Qiangu Dongfeng's voice came from the receiver, with his signature enthusiasm, "I have already prepared congratulatory gifts, which will be delivered to Ming Capital later. What happened to Heavenly Forging last night, His Excellency Dragon God is so amazing and talented, I admire you."
Long Yuan raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "Tower Master Qiangu is well informed. Thank you, there is no need to send anything away."
"How's that?" Qiangu Dongfeng smiled, "You are my Spirit Pagoda's Honorary Elder, and you have been promoted to Divine Craftsman. This is Spirit Pagoda's honor. A small gift is not disrespectful."
Long Yuan ignored his polite words.
"Then it's all thanks Tower Master Qiangu."
After ending the call and communication, Long Yuan threw Soul Guidance Communicator back into his pocket.
He looked down at the intact piece of metal in his palm - the seven-color lines flowed inside, like a river of stars, and it was breathtakingly beautiful. He squeezed it gently, feeling the warm touch coming from the metal surface.
Heavenly Forging Well, he did it.
Long Yuan raised his head and looked at the fish-belly white skyline gradually appearing in the distance.
Everything about Ming Capital is spread out before your eyes, dotted like stars on the ground.
From today on, he is no longer the person who can only make arrangements behind the scenes.
He walked from behind the scenes to the stage and stood openly in front of everyone - the new president of Dragon God Douluo, Divine Craftsman, Blacksmith Association.
Every move he makes will affect countless forces.