129 Novice Dragonborns Ambition (1/2)
A black hammer hit a Short Sword template.
”Kuang Dang—!”
Sparks flew out, bellows hummed, and Goblins shouted in the background.
”Kuang Dang—!”
Another hammer smashed down and broke the sword template.
A Goblin picked up his broken sword template. He looked stunned. ”PeleWang” was above his head.
Looking at his weak body, he didn't have the imposing aura of his name.
Tens of Goblins like him were queuing behind.
”The Mana infusion's too much! Aren't you tired using that much Mana? Next!” Simba shouted and beckoned PeleWang to go to the back. The next Goblin was the excited TakeASpearHit. He moved forward and took over PeleWang's hammer. Then, he selected the metal materials before adjusting the Magic Furnace's temperature.
The Magic Furnace suddenly extinguished.
Simba was shocked when he saw the extinguished Magic Furnace, and he asked, ”How much Mana did you infuse?”
”Ah? No, no, I haven't started infusing Mana yet.”
TakeASpearHit was taken aback. Simba thought for a while and said, ”The furnace is most likely broken. Let me fix it. All of you, stop queuing!”
The gamers who queued up to learn forging went away.
”No! Coach! Let me have another chance! This time, I'll make it good! Coach! Believe me!”
Another gamer came up behind TakeASpearHit, grasped his throat, and covered his mouth. After controlling TakeASpearHit, he said softly, ”Shh, why are you shouting? Don't you want your equipment?”
”Come out quickly, come out quickly.”
A group of gamers dragged TakeASpearHit out.
TakeASpearHit made muffled noises, and his eyes were full of tears.
Ten minutes later…
”That's frustrating! I've bathed and fasted for a day! I even polished my leather shoes like a mirror and offered ten years of my classmates' lives in my prayers. Then I went into the gaming capsule, thinking I could make it with a hammer strike and become the Blacksmith's apprentice! Why is that so difficult? I thought I had succeeded, but the Magic Furnace had to break down! Why did the lousy furnace have to break down?”
At a location near to the Blacksmith Shop, TakeASpearHit punched the stone slabs on the ground in frustration.
At his side were two Goblins, SealHeadLingChong, who was wearing underpants, and Dragonborn, who had a Breastplate, a small round shield, and a Short Sword.
”Try again next time. Simba will recruit more apprentices in the next few days.” SealHeadLingChong consoled TakeASpearHit.
TakeASpearHit was full of regrets as he looked at SealHeadLingChong and said, ”Shut your seal mouth! You were selected based on your looks. I queued up for a few days before it was my turn. It must be you who caused the Magic Furnace to break!”
”Tsk, tsk, you're incapable. How can you malign me? I didn't do anything. I'm puzzled too.”
Both of them were about to bicker when Dragonborn lifted his hand and said, ”Enough, stop quarreling. The two of you have been carrying bricks for two days. Do you have money? Why don't you buy some equipment?”