"Craft God System: The original aspiration lies within a square inch; a craftsman's heart can reach even the farthest goals. Behind every great achievement stands a group of people pursuing perfection. Hone a craft to its utmost, and you can change the world." [Identify ten tools; reward: precision +1]
Sure enough.
The moment Lin Bai stood in the Blacksmith Shop and picked up a hammer, the Craft God System activated automatically.
"Shopkeeper Lin, whatever you need, just tell me. I'll do my best to get it done." Blacksmith Zhang was apprehensive at Lin Bai's arrival. He reached for the hammer in Lin Bai's hand. "This sort of rough work isn't meant for someone as distinguished as you."
"This is a hammer," Lin Bai said softly, dodging his grasping hand.
"Yes, a hammer." Zhang Shutang had no idea what he meant.
"Tongs," Lin Bai said.
"Yes," Zhang Shutang replied.
"Bellows." Lin Bai pointed at the bellows Zhang Dashan was pumping with loud whooshes, leaving the teenage boy utterly bewildered.
Seeing Lin Bai's peculiar behavior, [Artifact Refining Master] immediately started livestreaming. "Organic milk, quality you can trust. Muming Milk reminds everyone to tune in for Shopkeeper Lin's daily bout of madness."
Lin Bai was Jiamao City's secret to drawing viewers.
They had only just started running advertisements when Lin Bai holed up in the City Lord's Residence and refused to come out. The advertisers kept complaining to the Beggar Gang about insufficient exposure, demanding that they drag Lin Bai out to make some news—or, failing that, set off for Qian City ahead of schedule.
But Lin Bai held absolute sway over the Beggar Gang, and he was practicing alchemy. No one dared get on his bad side. Angering Lin Bai was a minor matter; getting expelled from the flourishing