Mirror Authority

Chapter 238
A crescent moon hung obliquely in the sky, and the sound of frogs sounded piece by piece.

On a narrow dirt road at the fringe of urban and rural areas, a taxi was hesitantly moving forward. Yang Yi in the back seat, looking at the surrounding weeds and the scene of a dilapidated village, was full of confusion, and two questions arose in his mind at the same time.

Is the imperial capital still so backward?
How the hell did I get here?

I couldn't bear it anymore: "Master, didn't you say you know the way? We've been walking for hours..."

The taxi master is an old man in his fifties, and he speaks Beijing movies: "What? Do you question me? I grew up in the imperial capital, how can I not know the way? It's just that I haven't been here for more than 40 years, and the changes have changed a bit. ...Of course, the most important thing is that the wicked map is unreliable, and it took us into the ditch three times..."

Yang Yi was speechless: "Regardless of whether the map is reliable or not, you should always look at the road when driving. You can't just look at a ditch, but you still have to crash into it!"

Master Lease: "Don't worry, you, it will never happen this time..."

Before the words finished, a star's slightly boring voice sounded on the phone: "Turn right..."

Pfft!
The car stopped.

With a twitch of eyebrows, Yang Yi covered his forehead.

This is down the drain again...

The road is less than five meters ahead, why are you turning here?
"Can't move out..."

The two got out of the car and turned around, the taxi master's face became ugly.

The previous three times, it was a small ditch, and it came out when you stepped on the accelerator. This time, it was a bit bigger, and it got stuck in the chassis. In a short time, it couldn't get out.

"Don't worry, I'll call someone to tow the truck, it should arrive in about an hour..."

He looked over with embarrassment on his face.

"Stop hitting, I'll see if I can push it out..." Yang Yi shook his head.

Wait another hour, when will you wait?
I wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but what I got in exchange was alienation, I stopped pretending, I have a showdown!

"Push? Are you kidding me? My car is BYD's pure electric, blade battery, and it weighs 2.4 tons without pulling people!"

Master Renxi explained: "Let's not say you alone, even five guys as old as you, can't push it..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the young man stretch out his right hand, lift the front of the car, and shake it lightly.

Squeak!

The car immediately spun half a circle in the air and landed on the road, causing dust to fly from the smashed ground.

"???"

Frozen on the spot, the taxi master's eyes widened, and his breathing became uncontrollably rapid.

This strength is too great...

Normal humans definitely don't have it, so you don't need to guess, this is a mutant!
Breaking out in a cold sweat, he sat back in the car tremblingly: "Hurry up, we'll be there soon..."

Not daring to mess around anymore, after 10 minutes, I stopped in front of a small shop.

It is an ordinary two-storey shop, located in the depths of an alley. The small wooden plaque on it has neither neon lights nor light. It is not good for the eyes, so it cannot be seen at all.

Chen's Knife Shop!
Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief: "How much money..."

The taxi master waved his hands again and again: "It's my honor that you can ride in my car, and the fare is free..."

Yang Yi shook his head: "How can I do it? It's not easy for you to come out and make money! Here, you don't need to look for it!"

After finishing speaking, he threw out a hundred-yuan bill and walked down.

"..."

Looking at the money in his hand, the rental master burst into tears... Do all mutants deduct it like this?

This money is not even enough for charging!

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have taken a detour on purpose, but in the end, I've fooled myself!
……

……

Too lazy to pay attention to this driver who likes to take detours and doesn't know the way, Yang Yi raised his head and looked at the knife shop in front of him.

The storefront is a bit dilapidated, and it should not have been renovated for at least 20 years. The light shines through the windows, leaving colorful traces on the ground.

Yang Yi raised his foot and walked in.

I thought, as the top forging master in the country, even if you don’t make weapons, you can build a bigger shop around the second ring road, even if you don’t make weapons, and your status and fame are there. …

Could it be, Shen Yuexin was wrong!

How can a master be so shabby?
The shop is very deserted, full of all kinds of knives, but there are no kitchen knives, they are Tang knives, bone-chopping knives and the like.

He took out a handle and weighed it casually. It was very heavy and sharp, but it was forged by machinery. It was good for decoration, but it was not good for fighting.

"What kind of knife do you want?"

Seeing him enter the door, a young man greeted him with a smile. He looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, a little younger than him.

"Can we order custom knives here?" Yang Yi cut to the chase.

"Order?" The boy was taken aback.

Yang Yi: "I am the one who provides the materials, and you forge them according to my requirements!"

Boy: "Of course, but the price will be higher!"

Yang Yi's eyes lit up: "The price is not a problem!"

Shen Yuexin said that the owner of this knife shop, Mr. Chen Nanyun, had stopped forging a long time ago, and thought it would be troublesome to ask him to do it, so he didn't expect to pay for it... This saved a lot of effort and tongue.

Boy: "What level of knives do you need to forge? Level [-] and level [-] knives, as long as the structure is not complicated, can be completed in three days, and level [-] may take longer, about a week."

Yang Yi was puzzled: "Level?"

The boy said: "It's the steel grade determined by our knife shop. There are samples over there, you can take a look!"

Sure enough, there were several daggers placed on the counter not far away, and the bottoms were marked with the words "Level [-]" and "Level [-]". Yang Yi picked up one and flicked it lightly.

The latter uttered a loud dragon chant, which was crisp and moving.

It's only level three, but it's already pretty good.

Pick up the second-level knife and play the same one.

The voice was a bit muffled, like the sound of thunder, and when he took the cowhide handed over by the other party and stroked it, it was immediately divided into two halves.

Yang Yi nodded.

The sharpness and toughness of this dagger have already caught up with that forged by Master Sakura. This is the second level. How powerful is the first level?

Reaching out to pick it up, I was a little surprised.

The last handle was much lighter than the first two handles, so I pulled it out casually.

A wooden knife appeared in front of my eyes.

"???"

Yang Yi was stunned.

Wouldn't you play some tricks for me that "after the age of 40, don't stick to things, and all plants, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords. From then on, I will refine it and gradually progress to the realm where no sword wins the sword"...

Seeing his doubts, the young man explained: "The first-class knives are no longer available in the store, so I use this wooden knife instead. Besides, this kind of knives are very expensive, so how can they be placed casually? Isn't it waiting for others to grab them? ?”

"Uh..." Yang Yi was embarrassed.

Right.

For Master Yinghuaguo, he spent 80 in cash, and the first-level ones must be more powerful, with a minimum of more than one million yuan. They are placed outside casually, waiting for others to steal them?

In the end, where did Dugu Qiubai go with one shot...

"I have a piece of iron here. See how many grades of knives you can forge..."

Confirming that the other party can be forged, Yang Yi didn't hide it, and handed over the meteorite bought from Wang's groceries from his backpack.

The boy took it casually, feeling his palm sink, and immediately showed deep surprise.

He has seen a lot of metal, but this is the first time he has seen such a small piece so heavy.

I scraped it lightly with a sharp knife a few times, but there was no fading, and I weighed it with a balance to measure the drainage volume.

"This……"

The boy couldn't believe it.

After calculation, the density of this piece of metal has reached 25g/cm, while the same volume of gold is only 19.32 grams, and steel is only 7.85 grams!
If this is still incomprehensible, [Osmium], the metal with the highest density in the world, has a density of 22.48g/cm[-], but this thing is very hard, but it is also very brittle, and it can be easily crushed in an iron mortar. powder.

The density of gold is also very high, and it is also very soft, and you can bite out marks with your teeth.

The one in front of me, with a sharp dagger, can't leave a trace, and it's so heavy... I just measured it to be sure, I've never seen it before!
As a craftsman, I can see a novel metal with key hardness and density. The excitement in my heart can be imagined. The boy took the meteorite and walked to a special instrument in a few steps. After shining for a while, he said, "I've never seen this thing before, but we shouldn't be able to forge it here, at least with my ability, I can't do it!"

Although something is good, it also depends on the ability, otherwise, it will only be wasted.

Yang Yi smiled: "You can't forge, I wonder if Mr. Chen Nanyun is here? Can he forge?"

The boy was taken aback: "Do you know my grandpa?"

Yang Yi: "To be able to come here, of course I have inquired about the news and heard the old man's name!"

After a moment of silence, the young man said: "My grandfather is getting old, so he hasn't forged himself for a long time. In the past two years, he has been pointing me... How about it, I will ask him, if he is willing to make a move, that's all. There is no other way!"

"Thank you!" Yang Yi heaved a sigh of relief.

The young man came to the door in a few steps, hung a sign that it was temporarily closed, opened the shutter door, and walked in: "Follow me..."

This belongs to the fringe area between urban and rural areas. Like the previous Wang's Groceries, there is a small courtyard behind it, which is full of various vegetables.

"grandfather……"

When he came to a house, the boy yelled out, and after a while, an old man came out with displeasure: "Why don't you run back outside to look after the store?"

He looks like he is in his eighties, his beard and hair are all white, but his movements are not slow at all, and he is full of energy.

Seems to be used to being scolded, the young man didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, this little brother came here from other places to ask you to forge knives..."

Eyes narrowed, the old man waved his hands, and his tone was not polite: "Forging knives? Get them decorations, so that they can go out and show off, and sell them for a big price? There are no doors!"

Seeing that this person was really not easy to talk to, Yang Yi's eyes flashed, and he said the words he had prepared before: "I accidentally got a piece of metal, it's a meteorite from the sky, it's extremely rare, and its density is much bigger than gold. Young... Since you don't want to refine weapons, then I'll go to the Devil's City and find Mr. Zhang Qingyuan, maybe he can do it!"

After speaking, he shook his head and was about to leave.

When a profession reaches its peak, it will inevitably generate great interest in related items, just like playing the piano. When you hear that the most expensive piano in the world is in front of you, you will definitely not be able to help but itch.

The person in front of him, since it is difficult to move in the normal way, let's just say that the metal is special, and see if he is tempted.

Coupled with the throwing of Zhang Qingyuan, there may be a turning point.

Sure enough, upon hearing his words, the old man frowned slightly: "Do you know Zhang Qingyuan?"

Yang Yi nodded, and took out the dagger he got from Zhang Xinyuan: "Master Chen should be able to recognize this weapon!"

Confused, the old man glanced at it, and immediately raised his eyebrows: "It is indeed his handwriting..."

As the top masters in the country, they can naturally recognize whether it is something forged by the other party.

This is similar to paintings and calligraphy. Even if there is no signature, professionals can tell whether it is authentic or not.

"This thing is so precious, that old guy Zhang Qingyuan can give it to you, it shows that your relationship is extraordinary..."

Throwing the dagger back, the old man no longer had the pride he had before, but looked over: "Show me the metal you mentioned!"

Zhang Qingyuan's weapon refining level is not inferior to his. If I really don't agree, let this go to the other party's side. Once I get a powerful weapon, wouldn't I miss the opportunity?

He is not so stupid!

Seeing that the other party had taken the bait, Yang Yi smiled slightly and handed the meteorite over.

The old man took it, and also felt his palm sink, his eyes showed surprise, then he took out the magnifying glass and special instruments, checked the boss for a while, and then let out a sigh of relief, saying: "This is indeed not something on the earth, at least I have learned forging for so many years, but I have never encountered it before. If I give it to Zhang Qingyuan...it must be a waste, I know his forging level! By the way...where did you get this thing?"

Yang Yi said: "I bought it from a grocery store. I don't know exactly where the other party came from!"

This is not a lie. Wang Yang said that this thing was obtained from the ancient tomb, but when he went to the tomb, he did not see the second piece. Whether it is true or not, the person is already dead, so there is no way to find out.

The old man said with emotion: "It's good luck that you can collect such things... What kind of weapon do you plan to forge?"

Yang Yi said: "For a two-inch blade, the width is about one finger. No shape is required, just sharp!"

Mind power is different from the physical body, and it is even more weird. It does not need to be forged to look like a dagger, nor does it need to be made into a short sword. As long as it is sharp enough, it can control the flight and explode with unparalleled power.

Hearing this request, the old man was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, and his beard blew up in anger: "How can such a precious material be made into a blade?"

It has been more than 70 years since I learned forging, and it is the first time I have seen such a precious metal, making blades...it's too wasteful!
Yang Yi said with a smile: "No matter what is forged, it is the greatest respect to be able to use it in the true sense. It can't be forged, just keep it on the shelf!"

"This……"

Seeing that he came back with what he just said, the old man frowned.

Everyone who is good at casting hopes that the weapons they cast can be used in battle, instead of just sitting there to eat ashes.

Among the famous ancient weapons, Yuchang, Chunjun, Ganjiang, and Moxie, which one is not stained with blood and carries a poignant legend?I have never heard of it, and it has been placed on the shelf for people to watch, and it will become a famous sword.

However, in a society ruled by law now, the lethality of weapons is basically useless, and viewing has become the greatest use.

"Are you... a mutant?"

The old man looked over.

To become a leader in an industry, he is naturally not a fool, and his reaction is extremely fast.

If you want to use it, you must fight, and now... only this kind of person will do it.

Yang Yi nodded, and took out his identification card from his pocket: "Squadron leader of the action team, the purpose of forging weapons is to better kill illegal mutants, and I hope Mr. Chen can make it happen."

After carefully looking at the certificate, the old man Chen Nanyun didn't speak, but looked at the iron block in his hand again: "Let me see if this thing has plasticity, if not, everything will be in vain!"

For a metal to be forged into a weapon, many conditions are involved. Plasticity is the most important part. Without this characteristic, no matter how hard it is, it is useless. It is like diamond, which has a high hardness, but it cannot be forged into a weapon because Once heated to a certain temperature, it will be vaporized directly...

Knowing that the other party said this and agreed to help forging, Yang Yi was relieved.

The identity of the action team is really useful...at least it is used in the territory, and no one will give face.

Chen Nanyun didn't say any more, and pushed open a door.

Yang Yi followed. There was a furnace for forging and a low-temperature water tank for tempering. However, it was different from what he imagined. There was no coal, no hammers, but a series of machines.

Seeing the doubt in his eyes, Chen Nanyun explained: "The advent of the mechanical age, although it has a great impact on our profession and makes many people unemployed, it is not without any benefits. At least, we forging will no longer have to be done like before. Thanks for your hard work!"

In ancient times, it was recognized that there were three most difficult occupations, punting, blacksmithing, and selling tofu!

The so-called blacksmithing is the refining tool.

Accompanied by the stove all day, enduring the heat, like falling into purgatory, swinging a hammer for a lifetime, labor-intensive, dirty and tiring, not to mention, years of smoke and fire, the eyes can't stand it, many practitioners, age He died when he was young, and there are very few people who can live to his age.

With a sigh of emotion, Chen Nanyun turned his head and ordered: "Xiao Chao, turn on the electric arc furnace!"

"Yes!"

The young man who was watching the store came to a big box in the middle in two steps, pushed on the switch, and turned on the switch.

With a sound of "hum!", the temperature inside the glass window gradually increased and turned a little red, as if there were countless flames dancing inside.

On the outside monitor, a row of numbers kept jumping, from more than 20 before, it jumped to 500 in the blink of an eye, and it continued to increase.

"Is this the temperature?" Yang Yi asked.

"Ok!"

Chen Nanyun nodded, and introduced: "Before we forged, the coal we used, together with the blower, could only be heated to a thousand degrees at most, and it was difficult to melt steel. Now we use electricity! This is what I specially asked a friend from abroad to The vacuum electric arc furnace I ordered is the most suitable for refining!"

During the introduction, the temperature inside the furnace was getting higher and higher. Chen Nanyun put the meteorite in his hand in a groove, and then a mechanical arm emerged, sending the stone into the center of the furnace.

Yang Yi looked at the display screen, and with the roar of the machine, the temperature on it kept beating, breaking through 1000 degrees in the blink of an eye.

The meteorite is dark and does not seem to have changed in any way.

At [-] degrees, ordinary steel turns red, but this thing doesn't even change its color. No wonder Wang Yang couldn't succeed no matter what.

The machine roared and the temperature continued to increase.

"It is indeed much better than a coal stove..."

Yang Yi couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

In the past, the coal stove was full of gas, and the heat wave was unbearable. Now all the smoke and flames are enclosed in the furnace body, and the heat is also discharged outside by special pipes. The room does not look too hot. hot.

Most importantly, the temperature is higher!
Soon, the number on the display jumped to 2000 degrees.

The meteorite is still dark, as if it is not afraid of flames at all.

"Such a high melting point?"

Chen Nanyun was not surprised but delighted.

The higher the melting point, the more powerful the weapon refined from this meteorite will be!Could it be that he could really create a peerless magic weapon that was unimaginable before!
If you really want to do this, it's worth it for a lifetime.

People with purer careers have stronger obsessions, like Yuzuru Hanyu, who has an almost distorted obsession with 4a, and would rather not have an Olympic gold medal but display it in competitions.

The same is true for people like Chen Nanyun and Zhang Qingyuan. Their greatest expectation is to forge a peerless weapon, even if they die for it, it is worth it!
Before, I didn’t dare to think about it. After all, it’s hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, and it’s useless to have technology without materials, but now... the meteorite in front of me is very likely to be the best material!

Fortunately, I didn't miss it, otherwise, I will regret it for the rest of my life!

After waiting for a while, the temperature rose to 3000 degrees visible to the naked eye, and the meteorite was still black, as if it would not melt at all.

But there is still a long way to go before melting.

It is said that real gold is not afraid of fire, but the melting point of gold is only 1064 degrees, which is [-] degrees, and the appearance has not changed, which is really scary!

Continue to push the switch, and soon, the words 4000 are displayed on the LCD screen, and the power of the electric arc furnace in front of you has also reached its limit.

"Grandpa, it doesn't seem to work, the temperature has already increased to the highest!"

Xiao Chao raised his eyebrows and shouted out.

Yang Yi saw that the switch of the machine was pushed to the end, that is to say, this electric arc furnace can only burn up to [-] degrees, and... the meteorite in front of him is still dark, and its appearance has not changed at all!

"This……"

Chen Nanyun also frowned, his face became unsightly.

Today's scientific laboratories can increase the temperature to tens of millions of degrees, but civilian machines can reach this temperature, far surpassing more than 95% of the equipment in the world.

It didn't melt at this temperature... The melting point of this meteorite is too high!
Is it necessary to rush to more than 5000 degrees?
Not to mention machines with such a high temperature, it is difficult to buy in China, even if there are, the ceramic mechanical arms can't bear it!
He obviously had the opportunity to break through himself and forge a further weapon, so that he would be famous forever, but he failed completely because he couldn't heat it up...

If you really want to do this, you will not be reconciled to death.

Chen Nanyun clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were a little anxious.

"Old Chen, what can I do?"

Also showing anxiety, Yang Yi couldn't help but look over.

Could it be that this time, like Wang Yang back then, he will return without success?

(The body has recovered, and the outbreak will continue tomorrow, ask for a monthly pass first!)
(End of this chapter)