Blacksmith: You Are Making Mjolnir For The Forging Exam? Chapter 325 The Nervous Lone Wolf

After all, the alloy's lting point was relatively high, and to make it, the temperature had to be raised to more than 3,000 degrees.

The pig iron kept bubbling in the furnace until the impurities were removed. Wu Mo poured it out imdiately and then put two pieces of polyethylene alloy into the furnace. He then controlled the fire outlet to increase the temperature.

The fla in the furnace gradually turned from red to orange, and the boiling hot air continued to rise from mouth of the fire, illuminating Wu Mo's face.

The temperature was about to reach the alloy's lting point, and the two pieces of polyethylene had already softened.

Wu Mo imdiately held his breath and continued to throw in the new alloy, intending to lt it all into a liquid state.

This process lasted for about 10 minutes. With his exquisite temperature control, the alloy turned into molten iron and mixed together before the next step of processing.

After lting the tal, the following step was to cool it down and mold it.

Wu Mo first poured the dark gray liquid into the crucible. Then, he imdiately began to adjust the model. Even though sweat kept dripping from his head, his hands did not slow down at all.

In the chaotic world that was filled with purple light, Wu Mo stood alone in the work area that was emitting a faint light.

He was like a statue that would never collapse.

Soon, with the help of the rapid cooling function, the alloy liquid cooled down. Wearing a pair of insulated gloves, Wu Mo quickly picked up the crucible and poured the liquid into the casting machine.

The device started to operate slowly, and Wu Mo finally had a short break.

He leaned against the worktable and recovered his strength with a calm face. Although his body was extrely tired, Wu Mo's eyes were shining with excitent.

A few minutes later, he heard a sizzling sound in the quiet forging space.

Wu Mo turned his head to look at the source of the sound. When he found that the casting had finished its work, he imdiately walked over.

He opened the lid of the device with so effort, and the shaped alloy plate inside was exposed to his sight without reservation.

Looking at the smooth, light gray polyethylene alloy board, Wu Mo subconsciously knocked on the board with his hand.

The alloy plate imdiately produced a crisp clang.

Seeing this, Wu Mo's lips curled into a satisfied smile.

The mold had been successfully cast, and the next step was to correct the shape and arc, then repeatedly heat up and hamr until the shape was the sa as the armor in the computer model.

This process did not require any superb skills, but it required several thousand rounds of tempering, which took a lot of patience and ti.

However, Wu Mo did not complain at all. Instead, he raised Thor's hamr high and hit the alloy plate heavily.

Sparks flew in all directions, and his sweat scattered. As the number of tis the alloy plate was heated and hit increased, it shrank again. However, the light on the surface beca more solid, as if it could withstand a powerful impact!

After realizing the gratifying result, Wu Mo hamred even harder. He would only rest when he was close to the limit of his physical strength, to ensure that every piece of alloy plate was perfectly tempered.

Ti passed by quickly. In the blink of an eye, it had been more than a month since Wu Mo arrived at the armory.

In the past month, Wu Mo had experienced confusion, joy, and the gains after his hard work.

The pain he had to go through in the research and developnt of the Three-dinsional Maneuver Gear was sothing he had never experienced before when he was designing the Invisibility Armor and Spirit Wave Sword.

Although there were enough materials and many advanced instrunts in the armory, the research and forging of the Three-dinsional Maneuver Gear was also very difficult. Even though Wu Mo had an indomitable academic spirit, things still went through many twists and turns, and it almost ended in failure!

However, although the road of research and developnt was a little bumpy, the results were still good. After working hard for so long, they could finally see the results.

In the past few days, Wu Mo had been preparing to find an opportunity to test the various functions of the Three-dinsional Maneuver Gear.

On the other side, Lone Wolf, who had been discharged from the hospital, was ready to go to Armory No. 64.

When he was sick in bed, Wu Mo promised him that he would help him return to the Special Forces in a month!

In this one month, if it was not for Wu Mo giving Lone Wolf new hope, he would not have wanted to cooperate with the rehabilitation training.

To Lone Wolf, if he could not return to the Special Forces and continue to serve the federation, then there was no aning even if he stood up.

With that said, even with Wu Mo's promise, Lone Wolf was still very nervous during this period of ti.

Although Wu Mo had shown very reliable strength in the Fifth Research Departnt for a long ti, it was difficult for him to return to his peak strength with his disabled right leg.

With mixed feelings, Lone Wolf got into the military vehicle heading to the armory.

Bald Eagle was on a temporary mission from the military, so it could not go with him.

Looking at the bleak scenery outside the car window, Lone Wolf lowered his head and looked a little helpless.

He was worried that Wu Mo's promise to him was just a bubble and that he still could not return to the battlefield.

At the sa ti, he was also looking forward to it. He even prayed in his heart, hoping that Wu Mo could really do this seemingly impossible thing.

The mixed emotions of sorrow and joy made him sowhat neurotic.

'You're already a cripple, yet you're still hoping for the impossible. This is ridiculous.'

His eyes were slightly red, and his fists were clenched tightly. He looked unwilling, but he spoke in a self-deprecating tone to the figure reflected in the car window.

The military vehicle whizzed through the streets, and drizzles fell from the sky, scattered in front of the window, and finally gathered into water droplets, falling in Lone Wolf's line of sight.

He struggled for a mont in his heart, but in the end, he sighed softly and cald down.

It had been a month since the amputation surgery, and he was used to his incomplete self. Even if he saw others running by without any worries, Lone Wolf's heart would not be really triggered.

However, there was still a glimr of hope in the depths of his heart. Now that a month had passed, it was ti to let go of that hope.

"Lord Lone Wolf, we've arrived at Armory No. 64."

While Lone Wolf was deep in thought, the voice of a young cultivator suddenly ca from beside him.

They were two guards who followed Bald Eagle's orders, and they had been sent from Renhe dical Center.

Lone Wolf nodded and imdiately opened the door to get out.

Armory No. 64's gate ca into view.

On the left and right of the gate were three-ter-high red walls. The words above the arch were magnificent, but because it had not been maintained for a long ti, it was weathered and very rusty.