Chapter 3 Let's Play Industry

The green sea of ​​death was choppy, and the waves rolled dozens of kilograms of pebbles and smashed them on the uneven rocky beach, sending out bursts of thunder.

The sea water is a strange green color, and huge sea monsters can be seen from time to time on the sea.

A sea jellyfish with a head five or six meters in size stared at Zhang Hao, the sharp horns on the top of its head gleaming coldly; the head and neck that popped out of the sea looked like a pillar of support.

Suddenly the surface of the sea turned red, and a small school of fish appeared, and they surrounded the sea Jiao. Haijiao was so frightened that he slinked away and disappeared.

The school of red fish chased after it, and suddenly a mouth of more than 20 meters appeared on the surface of the sea, swallowing most of the small red fish in one bite. The remaining little red fish scattered and fled.

Big Mouth was about to run away, and seaweed came out of the sea like sharp spears, and the sea was instantly red; the seaweed shrank rapidly, and the sea rolled, and soon there was no trace; only the red blood scattered little by little.

Zhang Hao watched silently, he had been watching here for half a day. The whistling sea breeze brings a faint salty smell.

"The Qian family must be removed; but more importantly, it is to establish a foothold in this world! Once the foothold is established, the Qian family is not a problem. If the foothold is not stable, revenge is just a joke."

"Little mouse!" A friendly and sonorous voice interrupted Zhang Hao's thoughts, and a person who looked similar to Zhang Shengde flew towards him on the breeze.

The breeze is floating, and the clothes are light; the unruly long hair is flying in the wind, like a carefree fairy in the turbid world.

"It's my second uncle, Zhang Shengye."

Zhang Shengye, the cultivation base of the peak foundation. Compared with Zhang Shengde, who is a little older, Zhang Shengye looks only in his twenties, handsome and extraordinary.

Zhang Shengye floated in front of Zhang Hao gracefully, holding Zhang Hao's shoulders with two powerful hands, looked left and right, and laughed loudly: "Not bad, not bad, how do you feel now!"

"Let the second uncle and everyone worry. It has fully recovered!

Now, I can't wait to contribute my ability and wisdom to the development of the family. "

"Oh, your mouth is sweet. Let's go, Second Uncle will take you to see the smelting process of black iron."

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"Thousands of hammers chisel out deep mountains, and the fire burns like nothing."

The mining and smelting process of black iron is spectacular. And the entire mining and smelting base was covered by a formation barrier.

All you could see were busy figures, about a thousand people. Although the Zhang family is not big, it is still a family of cultivation.

The craftsmen were busy with sledgehammers, chisels, prying tools, picks and other tools. The tools shone with the light of magic weapons, and the hard ore peeled off like biscuits.

The ore was crushed in the huge 'grinding disc', and then sent into the smelting furnace together with charcoal and low-quality broken spirit stones; the ground fire was raging, and the molten iron was poured into iron ingots of three to four inches in size.

Zhang Shengye explained from the side: "Smelting black iron requires spirit stones in addition to charcoal.

The crude iron that has just come out of the furnace has less than 10% black iron content and needs to be refined by forging; this is also the most difficult and critical part of the black iron smelting process. "

On the other side, on the forging platforms made of rough iron, there are busy figures of blacksmiths.

In a group of three, one person holds tongs in his left hand, a small hammer in his right hand, the other swings a sledgehammer in both hands, and the other takes care of the ground fire and sprinkles water on the red-hot iron blocks with pine branches.

"This is our family's secret." Zhang Shengye's eyes flashed with pride, but then he sighed, "Now the Qian family has it too."

"The main impurity of black iron is iron, and only through repeated forging can the iron and various impurities be knocked out little by little.

But there is a limit, when the black iron content exceeds half, it will form a very stubborn 'grass iron'. To continue forging and refining, a certain method is required.

Our method is: water forging. Water is the spiritual spring that infiltrates the aura. "

Zhang Hao watched carefully. One person sprinkled water with a pine branch, and the water droplets evenly fell on the red iron block. Clouds of water vapor rose up, and the sound of piercing was continuous. The other two forged, and every time the hammer fell, there were sparks flying, which were impurities.

The three of them forged and rested in turn. After an hour, the iron block the size of a fist had turned into a sheet of iron, and there were no more sparks flying.

The iron sheet is as bright as new, with faint precious light flowing, and the forged grooves are like concave mirrors, reflecting the surrounding light and shadow.

"Mysterious iron, it doesn't rust!" A thought flashed through Zhang Hao's mind.

Zhang Shengye stepped forward to pick up the iron sheet, and pointed his slightly glowing index finger on the iron sheet. After a while, he smiled: "The purity of black iron is 82%.

very good! Each person will be rewarded with a low-grade spirit stone! "

"Thank you, Master!" The three were overjoyed.

Zhang Hao was surprised: "Second Uncle, you are using identification technique."

"Want to learn?"

"think!"

"Let's wait until the foundation building period. Haha..."

Zhang Hao: ...Second Uncle, you are being naughty.

After Zhang Shengye finished laughing, Zhang Hao asked again: "Second Uncle, I don't know the purity of black iron... What's the point?"

"Purity? If the purity of black iron is more than 60%, it is considered qualified and can be used to refine low-level magic weapons.

70% of them can be used to refine mid-level instruments.

80% of them can be used to refine high-level instruments.

When the purity of black iron reaches more than 90%, you can refine low-level magic weapons.

It is said that when the purity of black iron is close to 100%, spirit weapons can be refined. "

"Now our best black iron is only 85% pure.

Hey... Now the Qian family also got the method of water forging. after……"

Zhang Shengye's tone was suddenly full of anger and helplessness, "In the future, we can only produce high-purity black iron as much as possible to ensure the family's income!"

Zhang Hao thought about it and said, "Second Uncle, I have an idea, maybe I can quickly get a large amount of high-purity black iron."

Zhang Shengye looked at Zhang Hao and asked casually, "What method?"

"This...the method is very simple, and the cost is not too high. I wonder if Second Uncle dares to try it?"

Zhang Shengye smiled: "Little mouse, it's itchy to play aggressive games with the second uncle. I'll ask your father."

Zhang Hao: ... I thought you were going to agree~~~

Zhang Shengde came and said directly: "You can try; but if you dare to act recklessly, hum!"

With permission, Zhang Hao yelled: The molten iron that flows out continues to be heated to keep it in a molten state, an appropriate amount of crushed spirit stones are added, and a large amount of air is injected.

A dark red flame was burning on the surface of the molten iron, and a puff of grey-brown, pungent and dry smelling smoke rose from the surface of the molten iron.

Zhang Shengde released a spell with a wave of his hand, and a tornado went straight to the outside of the barrier, taking away all the smoke.

Zhang Hao yelled: "Go on, go on, increase the air volume until there is no beige smoke. The molten iron should be stirred and the slag should be removed."

Craftsmen are busy.

But Zhang Hao's gaze has shifted: a craftsman is controlling a clumsy blower to blow wind into the molten iron.

Zhang Hao turned around, and finally squatted next to the fan to observe. The fan is about the height of a person, and the appearance...is very "duty"!

The smoky craftsman said cautiously: "Master, this thing is very dangerous, be careful."

"How dangerous?"

"Explodes often."

"Explosion? Uh... have you found the cause?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the array pattern is easy to burn, causing a spiritual riot. Just... be careful!"

The craftsman suddenly hugged Zhang Hao and squatted down. The fan next to him made a muffled sound, and a wave of spiritual energy rushed out, spreading like water ripples, and many craftsmen around were overturned.

Not a lot of power, but a somersault and lying on the ground full of gravel, powder and rust is very comedic.

Zhang Hao got up: "Thank you. What's your name?"

"Little man...Little man Huang Mingshan." Huang Mingshan was a little excited, and the young master thanked himself.

"Alright Huang Mingshan, you go ahead and we'll talk later."

"Yes, yes!" Huang Mingshan was very excited. Quickly disassemble the fan, replace it with a new pattern, and continue working.

After about an hour, there were only strands of brown smoke on the surface of the molten iron, the flames completely disappeared, and the volume of the molten iron shrank by nearly 90%.

At this time, the molten iron feels crystal clear, and there is a faint silk-like precious light flowing on the surface of the molten iron.

Zhang Shengde and Zhang Shengye looked excited, shocked, and stunned. They looked at each other, then at Zhang Hao, and then at each other...

Zhang Hao looked at the molten iron and nodded: "All right, cast the iron ingot and start forging."

Before the first iron ingot was completely cooled, Zhang Shengde grabbed it, threw out the identification technique, and was dumbfounded: "Pure...purity...93%..."

"Hiss..." Zhang Shengye and many craftsmen around him gasped.

Master Zhang Hao was very calm, and distributed the iron block to many blacksmiths: "Continue to forge until there are no sparks flying."

"Yes!" The craftsmen scrambled to grab the iron ingot, and the continuous sound of forging sounded again.