Chapter 283: Conditions
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“What do I want? Hmm, it’s simple,” Boss Huang responded calmly to Tang Ling’s question. He pointed at the smithing room and said, “You’ll have to smith for nine hours a day from now on.”
“Don’t even think about arguing. I actually despise using soone who only has the strength of eight bulls and doesn’t even know how to fuse thoroughly. I’m worried that you might not even et my requirents and I have to waste ti training you.” Boss Huang showed a disgusted look.
He swung his sleeves and said casually, “From now onwards, the money you owe will be reflected in the working ti. I’ll still give you an hour of free ti and my library is open to you an hour a day if you have the ti to read. However, your work ti remains the sa, not even a single minute less. A young man should learn how to manage his ti.” Boss Huang patted Tang Ling’s shoulder as he spoke.
Tang Ling instantly felt helpless at those words. It was similar to his first eting with Su Siao. The man might not show hostility but his goals were also not showing. In fact, it was even more difficult than facing direct hostility because at least, he could fight back if he sensed any, could he not?
Moreover, Boss Huang’s conditions were really lenient. At least, the schedule was able to provide Tang Ling with what he sought. More importantly, the private library that Boss Huang ntioned was extrely tempting.
So, Tang Ling decided to observe as he trod forward carefully. He would never ask Boss Huang what would happen if he ran away during his free ti. He was smart enough to realize that before he could get a grasp of Darkness Port, he could never escape Boss Huang and even if he knew the city from top to bottom, it would be difficult for him to flee too.
In the end, all he could do was tread carefully and observe.
Tang Ling went silent for a mont. He still needed so other things and since Boss Huang claid to be almighty...
With that in mind, he opened his mouth but before the words could escape his mouth, Boss Huang beat him to it.
“You must have a lot of questions for , don’t you? They are probably about Darkness Port and the siblings that split ways with you, plus many other things. Am I right?”
Boss Huang walked to the corner where the tools were. He looked around the wall of hamrs and took his sweet ti picking one.
Tang Ling’s heart skipped a beat. Boss Huang was like an omnipotent god and it seed like he knew a lot about him. The sa question popped up in his head again. What does this man want from ?
However, he would never repeat the question because Boss Huang’s response earlier stated it all. The man purposely neglected the important points and avoided his question. So, he was honest in response to the question, “Yes, Boss, everyone has sothing to achieve in Darkness Port and I need so information to achieve my goal too.”
“It will cost you.” Boss Huang selected an average-sized hamr from the wall. It was probably one of the most inconspicuous hamrs on the wall. As he answered, he passed the hamr to Tang Ling who carelessly accepted the hamr.
Lifting a smithing hamr for him was a piece of cake, but he paid the price for his carelessness.
The hamr was incredibly heavy. It was almost the heaviest weight that Tang Ling could lift, and since he accepted it single-handedly, he was almost yanked down because of the sudden weight. He straightened his body imdiately to recover his balance but sprained his waist in the process.
“It’s just a little sprain. It’s nothing serious.” Tang Ling did not say anything; it was Boss Huang who said that on his behalf.
Tang Ling was speechless. He barely lifted up the hamr with both his hands and asked, “I don’t have money. Can I increase my debt?”
“No can do. Intel is given instantly and so is the fee.” Boss Huang was not in a humorous mood and before Tang Ling could say anything, he waved and continued, “As a matter of fact, a healthy man with his limbs intact claiming to be penniless is an insult. You have an hour of free ti every day. Make use of the ti and earn so money.”
“What can I do in an hour?” Tang Ling raised a confused brow, but he did not reject the suggestion. In fact, Boss Huang was showing him the right way to make money.
Dvesha Moha provided Tang Ling with a safe lodging spot and daily als, so why couldn’t he spend the remaining ti to earn money? Even if he only had an hour each day?
Boss Huang cocked his head back and laughed loudly. “Where are we? We’re in Darkness Port! You can do anything to make money here, be it righteous or illegal. As long as you can do it, you can earn sothing.
“You’ve got an hour today and you can go to my library to read so books. I’ll pick two books for you to read. The first will be the hidden rules of Darkness Port and as for the other one...hehe...” Boss Huang did not continue. Instead, he looked at Tang Ling inquisitively. “Done with breakfast?”
“I...” Tang Ling’s expression turned bitter. A second later, he replaced the hostility with a flattering smile. “Can I feed it to Monty?”
“You know about Monty?” Boss Huang looked asquint at him.
Tang Ling had no idea who or what Monty was. It might be a dog or sothing. He answered the question without focusing on the point, “It’s not considered a waste if I feed it to Monty, is it?”
Boss Huang chuckled mysteriously then said, “You can waste it since it’s the first day, but tomorrow onwards, you’ll have to pay for wasting food.”
“I actually don’t need to eat that much. Can I have less tomorrow?” Tang Ling feigned courtesy although he was actually deeply frightened. If he had breakfast cooked with Level 5 to Level 7 vicious beast ingredients daily, he would die of overeating!
“No. If you waste food tomorrow, it ans you aren’t serious about your work. That’s how I see things. It’s simple and straightforward, get it?” A slight pause later, Boss Huang continued, “As for your breakfast today, I’ll tell Ding Ling to send it down here. You’ll need the food if you want to work.”
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What was Tang Ling’s job scope?
In simple words, smithing!
Inside Boss Huang’s smithing room, there were a bunch of raw minerals that required smithing and refining. The thod of smithing and refining at Dvesha Moha was very primitive: hamr the raw material repeatedly until the impurities were pounded away.
The room was equipped with hearths and they were able to provide a good source of heat. Through a certain thod of controlling the fire, the flas burned a steady bluish-white.
The bluish-white fire had a very high temperature. Back in the old civilization, blacksmiths used coals to power up their hearth and the highest temperature they could achieve was around 2,300 C° which ant that the bluish-white fire could burn the impurities of the raw materials away better.
The tools in the smithing room were excellent as well. According to Boss Huang, the lousiest of them all was the grade A alloy hamr in Tang Ling’s hand. The hamr was mostly forged with grade A alloy with a tinge of grade S alloy added.
The mixture of alloy granted it sufficient weight to hamr the impurities away from the raw materials. Hamring the raw materials could also compress the materials and grind down so crystalline grains.
Tang Ling knew nothing about smithing and Boss Huang had no intention of teaching him the theory behind it. Since he was just a newbie, all he had to do was hamr the raw materials over and over again.
The funny thing was that Boss Huang had given him a grade A alloy hamr to start working. The smithing hamr weighed six tons. Tang Ling had the strength of eight bulls, but if he converted the term into numbers, the strength of a bull was only equivalent to around 800 to 900 kg of force. Would it not be a little too harsh to ask him to repeatedly swing a hamr that weighed six tons, which was almost the maximum weight that he could lift?
“Scared?” Boss Huang looked at Tang Ling with a despicable gaze and said in an exaggerated tone.
“No way!” Tang Ling was still a young boy after all. He could not swallow the insult!
“If you aren’t scared, then accept your fate. I don’t have any lighter hamrs for you to use here.” Boss Huang shrugged. He then walked over to the corner filled with raw minerals and twisted the conch shell decoration on the wall.
The conch shell decoration rotated and a hole opened up in the wall. Tang Ling saw so blinding tallic luster in the hole, and upon a closer look, he realized that there were around a thousand types of iron blanks in different colors, sizes, and shapes.
Boss Huang walked in and started to look around. After a quick search, he brought out two black iron raw blanks and tossed them onto the anvil of one of the hearths.
“Your dauntless personality reminds of when I was young, but I wasn’t this useless when I was your age. I think the best you can manage is these black iron blanks.” He pouted and glanced down at Tang Ling.
Tang Ling repeatedly told himself to endure the insult, but he still could not stop himself from breathing rapidly.
“Okay then, I’ll demonstrate one ti for you. Rember the key. Everything has its own technique.” Boss Huang ignored his hurried breaths and selected a hamr from the wall of tools. The tool he selected was only twice as big as his palm.
Tang Ling glanced over at his hamr. His hamr might not be the biggest among the tools, but it was almost half his height. What was with the hamr that Boss Huang selected? Was it a toy?
Tang Ling wanted to swap his with Boss Huang’s, but at that mont, Boss Huang looked at him solemnly and said, “Take a good look. I’ll demonstrate twice for your sake. Just twice, get it?”
Tang Ling filed his thoughts away imdiately. He had a feeling that what Boss Huang was about to show him next was important.
Taking a deep breath, Boss Huang adjusted the black iron blank and said, “There are only three hamr strikes in this thod of hamring. Three strikes are considered one set, so all you have to do is hamr it again and again.
“Now, I’ve lowered my strength to your level, which is the strength of eight bulls without being thoroughly fused.”
Tang Ling was very serious when the strength of eight bulls was ntioned. Before this, Boss Huang scorned him for having only the strength of eight bulls and even emphasized the lack of a thorough fusion.
Nonetheless, Tang Ling was not overly concerned since it was only normal for soone as skillful as Boss Huang to know everything about himself.
Now, Boss Huang claid that he was lowering his strength to match Tang Ling’s, yet he was able to wield a six-ton hamr. What technique did he use? Could it be applied in battle?
With that thought in mind, Tang Ling’s face twitched. What six-ton hamr? The hamr that he’s holding is a toy!
It was at that mont that Boss Huang realized the situation, so he calmly placed the little hamr down and said, “Mimicking your strength isn’t worthy of this hamr. Let use that piece of trash that you’re holding.”
Boss Huang took the hamr from Tang Ling. He raised it to a ridiculously high angle and brought it down...
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