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A simple and monotonous life can often drive one to despair, yet sometimes it can also be sweetly endurable.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Yuan had spent three full Mechanical Moons hidden away in Old Jack's blacksmith shop. Each day was akin to that of a laborer, diligently performing the demanding work that Old Jack believed he had struck gold with, considering how rare it was to find such a foolishly earnest individual in everyday life.
Thus, Old Jack felt little hesitation in sharing some of the most basic forging techniques with Lin Yuan. He even promised that within thirty Mechanical Years, he could guarantee Lin Yuan would master the craft to the same level as himself.
However, what Old Jack did not realize was that Lin Yuan remained there not only to draw inspiration from his forging skills but also to evade the pursuit of the Rebel Organization.
Lin Yuan was now acutely aware of the mysterious, ancient, and vast organization. The events of the past had taught him not to let his guard down. Despite his current strength, he knew he could not face this behemoth head-on. The Rebel Organization was cunning and unpredictable.
Having narrowly escaped this time, Lin Yuan knew that the Rebel Organization would not rest until they found him. They would surely intensify their search efforts. Therefore, it was better for him to change his identity and lie low for a while.
As for the Elite Warrior training in Mechanical City, that would have to be considered carefully. Given Thomas and Fat Three's involvement, it was likely not a secret anymore. They would undoubtedly use this lead to ambush and plot against Lin Yuan.
This situation was unavoidable; it was almost like an open conspiracy. With that in mind, he needed to prepare even more thoroughly.
Over the past three months, there had been no significant searches in Zone 98. It seemed that Zone 98 was simply too vast for even the Rebel Organization's extensive resources to manage effectively. Of course, it might also be because they did not want to escalate matters and attract the attention of higher-ups in Mechanical City.
Regardless, Lin Yuan had settled into Old Jack's blacksmith shop.
"Hey! N-19, keep an eye on the shop; I'm off to deliver some goods."
Old Jack's voice echoed from afar as he tossed a large bundle of goods into an old flying vehicle and took off with a roar.
Old Jack's blacksmith shop hardly received any walk-in business; this was evident from Lin Yuan's observations over the past three months. The shop only accepted orders and did not engage in cash-and-carry transactions. Nevertheless, Old Jack's business was quite good.
At the beginning of each month, Old Jack would go out to deliver goods while collecting orders from the previous month and purchasing various raw materials. Then he would forge away for a month before heading out again at the start of the next month to deliver and collect orders, continuing this cycle.
Every time Old Jack went out, he would be away for three to five days. During this time, Lin Yuan was responsible for looking after the shop, and he didn't worry about Old Jack sneaking off or secretly selling some materials for personal gain.
In truth, there wasn't much of value in Old Jack's shop. Aside from the raw materials for forging weapons, there were only the old furnace and the worn Anvil.
If everything were sold off, it wouldn't amount to much.
The truly valuable materials were always carried by Old Jack himself. Moreover, the most valuable asset of this shop was Old Jack's forging skills.
Lin Yuan greatly admired this. Initially, he didn't think there was anything particularly special about Old Jack's forging techniques; it was just that his unique approach piqued curiosity.
However, after three months of exposure, Lin Yuan could no longer view it that way. The weapons forged by Old Jack were indeed extraordinary.
Old Jack did not take on the task of forging firearms; he only crafted cold weapons. At first glance, this seemed simple, but Lin Yuan noticed that the weapons Old Jack ultimately forged all possessed quite impressive attributes.
For example, Lin Yuan could easily forge a dagger himself, but with the same materials, no matter how hard he tried or what methods he used, the attributes of his dagger would always be inferior to those of a dagger casually forged by Old Jack.
This was already a significant gap. If such a huge disparity still allowed Lin Yuan to remain complacent about his own achievements, he would undoubtedly be somewhat foolish.
So, whenever Old Jack left for those three to five days, Lin Yuan would deliberately try to imitate Old Jack's forging methods to create different cold weapons. This was something Old Jack permitted. However, it felt like there was always a mysterious veil over it; no matter how much Lin Yuan tried to imitate, the results were merely passable.
In this regard, Lin Yuan's experience as a Level 14 Mechanical Assembler brought him no advantage whatsoever.
Mechanical Assembly leaned more towards parts and overall design composition, while Old Jack's cold weapon forging was entirely focused on the reworking of materials—two very distant skills. In Mechanical City’s Ten Subjects, Weapon Forging stood alone as a separate subject.
Nevertheless, Lin Yuan did not feel disheartened; he maintained a calm mindset. While conducting normal forging experiments, he continuously analyzed in his Intellect. By now, he could basically guess that Old Jack's forging skills did not stem from material formulas or high-quality materials but rather from himself. It seemed that when he lifted that five-hundred-kilogram hammer and struck down repeatedly, he could awaken the inner soul of the materials in a special rhythm, allowing the blank on the Anvil to gradually take shape effectively.
It sounded mystical, but having witnessed so many incredible things by now, Lin Yuan had no doubt about it at all.
Initially, Lin Yuan had doubted whether Old Jack's giant hammer had any special qualities. However, after some research, he found it to be quite ordinary. Even Old Jack himself didn't seem to cherish it much; once he was done using it, he would toss it aside carelessly.
At this moment, Lin Yuan stood before the Anvil, his Mechanical Arms gripping the giant hammer as he mimicked Old Jack's movements, continuously striking a long blade blank on the Anvil. The sound of heavy blows echoed repeatedly, and the blade blank transformed shape with each strike.
In terms of mimicking the action, Lin Yuan had achieved a 100% similarity; every strike's force, angle, and speed were precise. Yet, the results were far from satisfactory.
"Strange, where could the problem lie?"
This outcome left Lin Yuan feeling helpless. In terms of technical skills, he had never faced such setbacks before. Even in the notoriously complex field of Alchemy, he could usually manage to gain some insights after a bit of trial and error. However, in Weapon Forging over the past three months, he had made almost no progress at all, which was undeniably frustrating.
Could it be that he lacked any talent in this area?
As the long blade blank gradually took shape, his Auditory Radar suddenly detected a figure rapidly approaching. He quickly locked onto it and realized it was Old Jack returning.
However, Old Jack appeared to be in a dire state—covered in blood and without sight of the flying vehicle he had been piloting earlier, let alone any forged weapons.
Lin Yuan was momentarily stunned. Had Old Jack been robbed? That seemed unlikely; although Old Jack was old, he was actually quite powerful—around E5 level—and with his extensive connections, there was no reason for him to be attacked in broad daylight.
Unless it was an enemy?
Despite these thoughts racing through his mind, Lin Yuan remained in a state of shock and chose not to get involved.
At that moment, Old Jack ignored Lin Yuan entirely and rushed forward to open an ancient combination lock beneath the massive Anvil. He retrieved a rectangular box and turned to flee as if that item were extremely valuable.
However, just seconds after Old Jack escaped, a scream pierced the air as he was forcefully knocked back by some unseen force and fell onto the Anvil.
It was only then that more than ten flying vehicles appeared from all directions, effectively surrounding Old Jack's shop. On these vehicles were six snipers locked onto their target, along with over thirty individuals—humans or other types of Lifeforms—most of whom were skilled fighters around E-Class level.
As everyone jumped out of the aircraft and quickly secured all exits, a voice that Lin Yuan was very familiar with slowly echoed.
"Jack, why go through all this? Hand over the Reforging Technique, and we can be on the same side. You wouldn't be foolish enough to risk your life for a mere forging technique, would you? Or you could join us—what do you say? I'm quite reasonable. Otherwise, even if we don't find you, once the Mechanical City or the Ministry of Internal Affairs locates you, you're as good as dead. A charge of stealing military secrets from the Mechanical City is enough to get you killed a hundred times over."
As the voice rang out, a shadow appeared before Old Jack like a whirlwind, exuding overwhelming power.
But what truly infuriated Lin Yuan was that this person was Lord J. He never expected to see him again under such circumstances.
However, Lord J clearly couldn't recognize Lin Yuan at that moment. Over the past three months, Lin Yuan had been using various methods to gradually alter his appearance and Energy Engine information. Not only Lord J but even Thomas and the Three Chubby Ones would find it hard to identify him here.
Yet, the miraculous forging method that Old Jack possessed was somehow linked to the military of the Mechanical City. No wonder it was so extraordinary; could it be that Old Jack had stolen it from them?
This thought was indeed hard to believe.
And because of this, Lin Yuan feared he might be caught in the crossfire since Lord J and his group would undoubtedly choose to eliminate any witnesses.
With this in mind, Lin Yuan began to prepare himself in secret.
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