The most shameless alchemist in history

Thanks to the various rumors about her father, no one her age paid any attention to her. She repeatedly defended her father, telling those people that her father was a very good person and not like the rumors, but no one believed her. She asked her father to explain himself, but her father just chuckled.

Then came the clanging of the blacksmith, a routine that had continued for thirty years.

Gru didn't earn much money, just enough to make ends meet. His wife was very virtuous and devoted to him at first, but as time went on, she saw her childhood friends marrying rich and powerful men, dressed in fine clothes, and using expensive and high-quality food and things.

Looking at herself, she couldn't even find two silver coins a year, living a frugal life. She often complained about Gru, complaining that he was incompetent, and also complaining about her father, wondering why he had married her off to such a fool. Wasn't this just making her suffer?

Gru heard all the rumors and complaints, but he remained silent; all that could be heard was the clanging of metal.

Even in this heavy rain, he continued hammering away, striking the iron again and again.

Even though he had done this action thousands of times, and even though his hands were covered in calluses, he still kept doing it.

But when he saw someone walking towards him in the heavy rain outside the door, he suddenly frowned, put down the hammer in his hand, and stood up.

If his wife and daughter saw this scene, they would be very surprised, because for a stubborn man like him who was oblivious to the world around him and focused solely on blacksmithing, there were very few things that could attract his attention, but the boy outside the door had indeed managed to do so.

"Excuse me, are you Uncle Gru?" The boy folded his umbrella and asked softly, the furnace in the blacksmith's shop still glowing with embers.

The air was dry and hot, which gave the boy a sense of warmth. He looked calmly at the blacksmith.

"This is not a place for you." The blacksmith's voice was a little hoarse, perhaps because he rarely spoke.

“But I just happened to come here.” The boy was puzzled by the blacksmith’s hostility, but he tried his best to appear as gentle as possible.

“You did something you shouldn’t have done.” The blacksmith stared intently into the boy’s eyes.

"I've done many things I shouldn't have done. I don't know which one you're referring to?" the boy asked calmly.

"First, you shouldn't wear that cursed bracelet. While it can increase your power, it will also take it away from you."

“Secondly, you shouldn’t accept a power that doesn’t belong to this world. The power of the Void Abyss… is an untouchable existence,” the blacksmith continued.

Almost at the same moment he finished speaking, black mist spread from the boy's body, quickly forming a huge outline behind him.

"Hey, old man, you're pretty good. You figured out my secrets right away. So, how do you want to die? Do you want me to fry you or deep-fry you? You choose." The dark figure said, baring its teeth and brandishing its claws, looking extremely eerie.

Just then, someone walked by outside the door, but he continued chatting and laughing with his companions, seemingly oblivious to the scene unfolding before him.

Indeed, that was the case. In his field of vision, he could only see a blurry shadow in the blacksmith shop, and nothing else.

“Third, you shouldn’t stay by his side; it won’t do you any good,” the blacksmith continued, his face stern.

"Is this what you mean?" The boy opened his right hand, and soon a burst of light appeared, revealing an egg in his palm.

"Fourth, you tried to use that deformed and twisted power for your own purposes. You will be devoured sooner or later." The blacksmith's face was already showing some anger as he said this.

At the same time, a huge black shadow crawled out from under the boy's feet. It had countless tentacles and was ferocious and terrifying.

"Hey, old man, let me give you a piece of advice: don't mess with it. Even I don't dare to mess with it much," the shadow behind the boy warned.

Clearly, it came from a different source than the shadow beneath its feet, and even seemed somewhat wary of it.

"You actually saw right through me? Uncle Gru, you're really amazing." The boy exclaimed in amazement.

"What level of strength have you reached now?" the blacksmith suddenly asked.

"Probably high-level one-star," the boy replied after thinking for a moment.

"This is the strength excluding these four items, but what if we add all four of them?" the blacksmith asked again.

"I don't know, since I've never tried it," the boy replied, though he didn't know why the blacksmith would ask.

"Then let me give it a try!" The blacksmith suddenly threw the hammer in his hand over.

He threw it suddenly, and the boy, being on guard, instinctively dodged.

But just as the hammer was about to strike, it mysteriously stopped in mid-air, and cracks visible to the naked eye could be seen in the air.

The cracks widened inch by inch, and a bright light shone through them.

"This is... a fragment of space?" The boy thought about it carefully and quickly figured out what it was.

At the same time, the intense light from the crack quickly enveloped him and the blacksmith.

They were forcibly dragged into it!

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603 The Blacksmith's Daughter

Glofi is a bright and energetic young girl. She grew up in Rock City and has a lively personality. She is familiar with every plant and tree in Rock City. When she was only six or seven years old, she would often run to the city wall of Rock City and squat down to look at the sunset in the distance.

At first, she would be discovered by the guards every time, and the guards would take her home and repeatedly tell her not to go to such dangerous places, as it was too dangerous for a child. She would nod and agree every time, but she would reappear in the same place the next day.

Even though the guards had set up checkpoints on the way to the city wall, she always managed to easily bypass them using some method, climbing the city wall day after day. Over time, even the guards became familiar with her and, after learning about her family situation, stopped trying to drive her away.

Because her father was a blacksmith, a blacksmith who had lived in Rock City for thirty years, many of the guards' weapons were made by the blacksmith. Of course, with the advent of gunpowder guns, traditional weapons were gradually phased out, and the blacksmith's business became worse and worse.

However, some people are still obsessed with cold weapons, and the weapons forged by blacksmiths can be described as exquisite and excellent. They are not only tough and durable, but also very sharp. Most importantly, they are very light and easy to handle, which makes the guards take even better care of the blacksmith's daughter.

It can be said that she grew up running and jumping on the city wall. She could get along well with the guards who were a whole size older than her. There were other people of similar age around her in her neighborhood, but they were unwilling to play with her because of all sorts of strange rumors.

She had cried about it once, but later she realized that what good did crying do? Even when she went to her father to complain, the blacksmith just kept hammering away day after day, as if he had no interest in anything other than blacksmithing.

Her hatred for her father also stemmed largely from her mother, who was once a gentle and virtuous woman. In her mind, that woman was the most beautiful and loving person in the world, and she once had a very happy childhood!

But time can change too many things, like her, like her mother. That gentle and kind woman finally couldn't stand the boring blacksmith who only knew how to forge iron, so she left and left with another man who dressed flamboyantly.

When she heard the news, her mind went blank. She had lost her mother just like that?

This made her the target of ridicule from her peers. Yes, her father was a monster, she was a monster, her whole family were monsters. No one wanted to play with her. Wherever she went, people would stay far away and say hurtful things.

Some even hurled stones at her, which fueled her anger; the world was so unfair to her!

Going to the city wall to look out every day became the only thing that brought her comfort. When she saw the sunset, her heart was calm and quiet. She grew up day by day, and everything was changing silently, perhaps, except for that man.

He continued forging iron day after day, his temper as hard as the iron he hammered.

Iron can at least change shape and become a sharp weapon, but what about him? What can he become?

She didn't go to the city wall to look out today, although she did go. But as soon as she arrived at the foot of the city wall, it suddenly started to rain heavily. Seeing people rushing to take shelter from the rain and go home, she remembered that there were clothes hanging in the backyard. Given that man's behavior, it was impossible for him to go and take the clothes down.

He sat in front of the stove every day and had no idea that clothes even existed.

She waded through the puddles on her way home. At fourteen, she had grown into a graceful and beautiful young woman.

She walked down the street, and even the thugs would whistle at her.

But no one dared to provoke her, because everyone knew that she was having an affair with the city guards. Going to provoke her would be suicide.

She didn't bring an umbrella, so when she got home, her hair was wet and she smelled damp.

However, she wasn't worried because she had always been healthy and had never been sick. Even in the coldest winter, her palms were always warm, like a furnace. Perhaps it was because she was the blacksmith's daughter that she wasn't afraid of the cold.

She thought that this was perhaps the only good thing she could think of about him.

Normally, when she gets home, she goes straight upstairs to her room. She doesn't want to talk to that man or even see him. She gets annoyed whenever she hears the clanging of metal. But today, she didn't rush upstairs after she got home, and she stopped.

Because she discovered something very surprising: the man who considered blacksmithing his life's work was not sitting by the furnace forging iron.

And now, a guest has arrived at her home, a place where no one ever visits before! And it's a boy about her age!

But what surprised her most was the state of the two people; both of them had their eyes closed and were sitting on the ground motionless.

They stood like two statues, the flames in the furnace still burning, the hammer falling to the ground, the room hot, the heat rising in waves.

The two statue-like figures had beads of sweat on their foreheads, especially the boy, who was sweating at an unbelievable rate.

His clothes were soaked through, and beads of sweat rolled down to the ground, wetting large areas.

"Hey, are you... alright?" she called softly. She was filled with hostility towards her father and hadn't spoken more than a few words to him in all these years.

But this doesn't change the fact that she is a person full of enthusiasm for life, and it's hard for her not to worry about the boy's appearance.

"It's so hot! What's wrong? Are you sick? Answer me!" She tentatively stepped forward and touched the boy's forehead. The scorching heat was almost unbearable even for someone like her who was used to iron stoves.

Just as she was debating whether to call the doctor, the boy, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

He fell backward to the ground, panting heavily, his body emitting hissing white smoke as if it were about to burst into flames!

"How are you? Are you alright?" Grufi immediately helped him up.

The boy looked terrifying; I was really worried something might happen to someone in her house.

On the other side, her father, who had been in a meditative state like a statue, also opened his eyes.

Her father was not in good condition; he looked pale, but at least he didn't collapse.

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604 Deer Brooch

For Dure, this was supposed to be a well-organized day. The first thing he did every morning was to sort out his thoughts and figure out what he was supposed to do that day. He was used to following a set schedule and filling his life with routines.

Perhaps this wasn't the happiest or most efficient way, but it was the most suitable way for him. Originally, according to his plan, he was going to meet someone, someone who had been living in anonymity in Rock City for many years, someone he didn't know.

It was Winry who told him about this person's existence. Winry didn't know much about this person either. A very reliable person had told her that if she encountered any trouble in Rock City, she could look for this person, who would definitely be able to help. She had also asked that person about his background.

However, the other party did not tell her, which added an element of uncertainty. Even she did not know the details, let alone Dure. But this was the only place in Rock City where they could get reliable help, so he decided to come in person.

But when he arrived, the other party saw through his secrets at a glance, which surprised and even frightened Du Lei, because these were things he had tried his best to hide. Along the way, whether it was Tiger's Chess or Leopard Tail, he had never been exposed, even within the academy.

His four weapons are: first, the Void creature he encountered in the Ash Tower, for which he provided a living shell, and the two formed a cooperative relationship; second, an egg he found underground in the Misty Forest, which has yet to show any signs of hatching.

He didn't know what was inside the egg, but the egg could understand him. Although the egg didn't provide him with any real help, it was precisely because of its presence that the other two were obedient. You could say that was its greatest function.

As for his third weapon, it was the Undead Bracelet he obtained from the Emerald Auction House in Maple City. This was an alchemy amplification bracelet that could greatly improve efficiency. His fourth weapon was something he acquired during a simulation test at Maple Leaf Academy when the simulation test went out of control.

A monster capable of devouring everything was born within the testing system. He brought the monster out, and it followed him.

These four weapons could be considered his secrets, but the seemingly ordinary, dark-skinned, and muscular blacksmith saw through them all.

However, he was somewhat relieved that the blacksmith hadn't figured out his fifth weapon.

The same gloves he found underground in the Misty Forest were guided to him by the egg.

Even today, he still doesn't understand how to use the gloves or how powerful they are. Maybe they're just ordinary gloves, which is why the blacksmith didn't notice? Dure thought so, which was an optimistic idea, but unfortunately, he wasn't an optimistic person.

"Your performance has exceeded my expectations." The blacksmith looked at the boy in front of him, who was about the same age as his daughter.

The two were in the backyard. It was still raining. The blacksmith was squatting down washing his hands, wearing a leather apron for blacksmithing.

"So, is this some kind of test?" Du Lei had truly experienced the blacksmith's skill, and he began to feel glad that he had come to the right place.