Supreme Martial Venerable: Starting with the White Ape Cloak Hammer skill point allocation

Looking at the virtual panel in front of him, Zhou Yuan rubbed his eyes, then glanced at the blacksmiths eating on either side of him, confirming that it wasn't his imagination.

"Old Zhang, did you see that?"

He asked the person next to him in a low voice.

"What?"

The blacksmith, Old Zhang, said in a muffled voice, "There's nothing here. Don't think too much about it. Finish your food and get back to work. If I can manage later, I'll lend you a hand."

After saying that, he finished his meal and hurried off to work as a blacksmith.

Zhou Yuan was certain that only he could see this virtual panel.

"Is this my cheat system? A skill point system?"

Zhou Yuan took a bite of the cornbread, chewing it slowly, trying to calm himself down.

He focused his attention on the system panel, and the inexplicable influx of information made him understand many things all at once.

Point allocation system.

As everyone knows, extraordinary wisdom, extreme self-discipline, and the stat allocation system are the path to becoming a martial saint in all the heavens!

The appearance of the system panel tore a hole in his dark and desperate life, allowing him to see the light and hope again.

He believed in the light again.

"You reap what you sow; every drop of sweat counts. Points are awarded based on my daily effort..."

Zhou Yuan processed the new information that had appeared in his mind.

Earning points is simple: the harder you work, the luckier you get. The system panel calculates points daily based on your efforts from the previous day.

Every effort will be recognized and will bring rewards!

Zhou Yuan focused his attention on the skills section.

A small "+" silently appeared behind the shoddy blacksmithing technique.

The word "inferior" is extremely jarring.

Blacksmithing skills are also divided into different levels, and blacksmiths in the countryside rarely have the opportunity to master better blacksmithing techniques.

The original owner only learned simple blacksmithing skills from his father, which was nothing but inferior blacksmithing technique.

After a moment's thought, Zhou Yuan imagined lightly tapping the plus sign after the inferior blacksmithing technique.

In an instant, the number of free points changed from 5 to 1.

At the same time, the contents of the skill bar suddenly became blurry.

The word "inferior" quickly disappeared, replaced by the word "basic".

Before Zhou Yuan could even process the changes, he was jolted awake, as if his head had been violently stirred by a churning rod, and countless memories surged forth.

Those were memories of his countless days and nights of painstakingly studying blacksmithing techniques.

Day after day, he toiled away, sweating profusely, and lost count of how many pieces of iron he had ruined.

Finally, his blacksmithing skills improved by leaps and bounds, achieving a qualitative breakthrough.

Zhou Yuan let out a soft sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, the experience gained from adding points won't be consumed in real-world transactions."

The materials needed for blacksmithing are quite valuable; how could an ordinary blacksmith have so much pig iron and charcoal to practice with?

Therefore, many people have been blacksmiths for decades, but they are still only at the level of a rural blacksmith.

Zhou Yuan was like this before. Although he came from a family of artisans, he didn't have much real blacksmithing experience, so his skills were naturally inferior.

Now that he has the system panel, he is no longer constrained by real-world conditions.

With a thought, the system panel reappeared before my eyes, its contents now changed.

Name: Zhou Yuan

[Free Points: 1]

[Realm: None]

[Technique: None]

[Skill: Basic Blacksmithing (0/30)]

He tentatively added the last bit to the basic blacksmithing technique, but this time there was no significant change.

I just feel like I've become a little more skilled at blacksmithing.

As Zhou Yuan pondered this, he casually picked up the forging hammer, and a feeling of complete control over it arose spontaneously within him.

Now, he can be considered a skilled blacksmith in the countryside.

Without much hesitation, Zhou Yuan threw a few pieces of coke into the furnace, then picked out a piece of scrap iron and buried it in the embers.

Once the iron was red-hot, he picked it up with his tongs, swung his hammer, and began to hammer it with a clanging sound.

To his surprise, Zhou Yuan found that not only had his blacksmithing skills improved significantly, but his body had also become much stronger than before.

It was as if his physical strength had been increased to the minimum level necessary to cooperate with the blacksmithing technique.

This discovery greatly motivated Zhou Yuan.

Forging, remelting, reforging, steel plating, bending and shaping, quenching, tempering, grinding and sharpening, hilt attachment...

The process was seamless and efficient.

Zhou Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and checked the time; only an hour and a half had passed.

Originally, it would have taken him two or three hours to forge a sickle with his blacksmithing skills, but now his efficiency has almost doubled!

Based on this timeframe, it would take seven and a half hours to forge five sickles. Although that's a long time, it would be enough to complete the task without getting a severe beating.

Zhou Yuan observed the sickle he had made. In the past, the sickles he made had bumpy, uneven surfaces, dense and uneven breaks, and had to be ruined after one season.

The sickle in his hand now has a flat blade, fine and even hammer marks, very little error in thickness, and even the edges are very neat. This is the level of skill of most blacksmiths in the countryside who make farm tools year after year.

"If things continue like this, I wonder if I'll become a weapon-smith without any formal training?"

Zhou Yuan admired his own work, his heart filled with anticipation.

If hardship brings rewards, then there would be no one in the world who is afraid of hardship.

Zhou Yuan kept swinging the hammer without stopping, even though his arms were so sore that each swing felt like a tearing pain, he still didn't stop.

When the foreman, Gao Dazhuang, came to Zhou Yuan's side, he saw two forged sickles placed next to Zhou Yuan, and his face darkened.

"So you scoundrels need to be pushed a little, otherwise all you do all day is cheat and shirk your responsibilities."

He said coldly with a forced smile, "You've only forged two sickles this morning. I don't think five sickles a day is your limit."

Zhou Yuan cursed inwardly, but he knew that it was easier to see the King of Hell than to deal with his underlings, and that when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

He remained silent, quietly burying himself in his work.

Gao Dazhuang, feeling rebuffed, chuckled twice and continued his patrol.

Zhou Yuan worked until 9 PM before he finished forging all five sickles, which took much longer than he had expected.

There was nothing he could do; his body would tire, and his forging speed would slow down. By the time he forged the last sickle, he was only persevering through sheer willpower.

After handing over the sickle, Zhou Yuan was too exhausted to even wash up. He climbed onto the communal bed and fell asleep immediately, undisturbed by the sounds of people grinding their teeth and snoring around him.

When I woke up, the outside of the paper window was already turning white.

Several seats on the communal sleeping platform were already empty, and the clanging sound of blacksmithing could be heard from outside.

Blacksmiths have already started working.

The heavy workload weighed on everyone like a mountain, leaving them no room for relaxation.

"Doing this, it's no wonder he'd die suddenly."

Zhou Yuan sighed and focused his attention on what was in front of him.

A panel slowly emerged.

Name: Zhou Yuan

[Free Points: 6]

[Realm: None]

[Technique: None]

[Skill: Basic Blacksmithing (1/30)]

Seeing that six more free points had appeared on the system panel, Zhou Yuan was overjoyed.

He had already personally experienced the benefits of adding points yesterday.

If this had happened before the extra work, after a day's labor, he would have had difficulty even getting up today.

But now, despite working for more than ten hours yesterday, he only experiences slight muscle soreness, and his physical condition has improved significantly.

"Six o'clock every day, thirty o'clock, that's five days. If this basic blacksmithing skill improves, it should also bring an improvement in physical fitness."

Zhou Yuan was somewhat looking forward to seeing how much his physique would improve with the next upgrade.

……

"Zhou Yuan, your task today is to carry five sickles and two hoes."

The autumn harvest is just around the corner. If this affects the harvest of the official fields, don't blame me for not warning you.

The foreman, Gao Dazhuang, abandoned his task.

The group of blacksmiths all looked at Zhou Yuan with sympathy.

Anyone with eyes can see that the foreman, Gao Dazhuang, is targeting Zhou Yuan.

However, everyone was struggling to protect themselves, and no one stepped forward to speak up for Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan walked silently into the work shed. Rather than wasting time arguing with Gao Dazhuang, he decided to spend his time on his work.

He added the 6 points he earned yesterday to his basic blacksmithing skills. Although it didn't bring about a qualitative change, it did make him more proficient in his basic blacksmithing skills.

Today's blacksmithing efficiency could have been higher.

Zhou Yuan raised the hammer.

clang--

Sparks flew everywhere.