In this way, Zhao Fan was pulled by Xu Kun and came to the gate of the college.

"You really want to leave the academy?" Zhao Fan asked in a daze.

"Don't worry, I will come back before the specified time for submitting the form." Xu Kun said with a smile.

"All right."

Zhao Fan shook his head and expressed helplessness.

According to the college's regulations, if students leave the college scope, they need to let the gatekeeper leave a mark on their rings. Zhao Fan doesn't know what the specific reason is.

After his and Xu Kun's rings were stamped, they left the academy.

"Brother Xu, I've walked three streets here. Where did you take me?" Zhao Fan became more and more confused, and at the same time he became alert. As the saying goes, you should not have the intention to harm others, and you should be careful of others.

Did Xu Kun approach him intentionally with ulterior motives? He tricked him outside the academy and prepared to do it secretly?

After all, Zhao Fan belongs to the great fortune line, and the mastermind behind the scenes failed to release the mission in the Bounty Hall and the Mercenary Association. No one can guarantee that Xu Kun is the opponent's backer.

“It’ll be here soon.”

After Xu Kun took him around the corner, he pointed to a shop on the street in front and said, "That's it."

"Blacksmith shop?"

Zhao Fan looked at the wooden sign hanging on the shop door, and a jingling sound of forging came from his ears.

And at this time, Xu Kun explained: "The boss is my second uncle."

"What then?" Zhao Fan asked inexplicably.

"Make money together."

Xu Kun laughed and said, "Let's just help pour water and serve tea and wash a towel. You can earn at least 100 yuan a day."

"so much?"

Zhao Fan looked at the blacksmith shop in amazement. At the beginning of his ascension, when he heard that his reward was only 1,000 yuan, he felt that the number was no different from mosquito meat, but after several days of integration into the life of the Yuan Realm, he found out that money was

How hard to make money.

If you take one hundred yuan crystals to publish a reward mission, it will be enough to make the Yuan-level powerful people tempted and even take risks to fight.

As a result, now when you go to the blacksmith shop run by Uncle Xu Kun and do odd jobs, you can earn this amount in a day?

After Zhao Fan and Xu Kun entered the blacksmith shop, they completely felt relieved and knew that they had misunderstood the latter.

In the shop, a group of big men were forging weapons with various tools, including those who pulled bellows, those who swung big hammers, those who carved knives, and those who extracted refined iron. Everyone was sweating profusely and busy.

The heat is coming.

"Come on Xiao Kunzi?"

Then, a powerful man with muscles put down his hammer and walked towards them while wiping his sweat. Then he noticed Zhao Fan and asked, "Who is this little brother?"

His name is Xu Diwang, which is Xu Kun's second uncle.

Xu Kun introduced: "He is my brother, Zhao Fan."

"Hello."

King Xu nodded at Zhao Fan.

"Uncle II, we two are going to work with you." Xu Kun said straight to the point: "No one, each person costs 100 yuan a day, how about it?"

"When I'm a vault?"

King Xu drowning the former's head, but without any stinginess or hesitation, he agreed happily: "Add another fifty, one hundred and five a day."

"It's better to be the second uncle." Xu Kun breathed a sigh of relief.

"Otherwise? My elder brother knew that his son only had 100 yuan in crystals every day when he was doing chores here. He would not strip me half of his skin when he was in the clan meeting?"

King Xu smiled and said, "I'll go and do my business first. Please take Zhao Fan to get familiar with the environment. Start tomorrow, and I'll help you in your spare time."

“Good.”

Xu Kun nodded happily.

Then, King Xu picked up the big hammer and continued to smash the brown metal lump on the platform.

"Clan meeting?" Zhao Fan stood on the ground and thought, usually only when a family of a certain size could a clan be held. He couldn't help but start to wonder about Xu Kun's origin.

"Brother Zhao."

Xu Kun didn't know what the former was thinking, so he pointed to the row of hammers standing by the wall and said, "Do you want to try it?"

"Ah?" Zhao Fan looked over and said jokingly: "Don't look at my thin body, I can lift this hammer with just one hair."

"Haha, then go and try it." Xu Kun pointed to the smallest hammer and said, "If I can move it, I can help you and your second uncle get a salary of 1,000 yuan a day."

"Really, are you kidding me?"

Seeing the seriousness in the other party's eyes, Zhao Fan walked towards the wall. He glanced at the smallest one, then moved two meters in disgust and came to the hammer of the largest one.

"Little brother, be at ease."

A big man turned his head and smiled, "The hammer, there is no other one to hold for us except Boss Xu."

"Haha, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger."

Many big men laughed, but they did not laugh at me, but were just looking at the mentality of the fun.

Zhao Fan also felt something was wrong, but it was difficult to get off the tiger, so he directly reached out to grab the handle of the largest hammer.

The hammer head is about the size of a millstone, and in his opinion, it is no problem to pick it up.

But none of the big men in the store can see through it by Zhao Fan, which means that the rank is higher than him, but it all means that only King Xu can hold the largest hammer, and even the explosive power is extremely strong.

The terrifying Xu Kun all said that even if he takes the smallest hammer, he can get ten times his salary...

The next moment.

Zhao Fan held the long handle and first tentatively stepped onto the stage, but the hammer did not move at all.

Immediately afterwards, he increased the strength in his hand and remained motionless.

"Yuanli!"

Zhao Fan finally discovered that the hammer was indeed strange, so he maximized the dantian. In the end, he failed to move the largest hammer half a minute, let alone pick it up...

After he let go of his hand, he stared at the hammer in a daze, "What is it made of? Holding it in his hand, it feels like a huge peak that penetrates ten thousand meters underground."

Inside the blacksmith shop, pleasant laughter sounded.

A big man speculated: "Little brother, you should be an ascensioner, right? If you had not come to the lower world for a while, you would not have heard of it."

Zhao Fan nodded slightly, "I am indeed an ascensioner. I have just come here and I am laughing at you."

"Haha, it's okay." Another big man said in admiration: "To be honest, I admire you ascensioners who can break through the shackles in the lower realm of scarce resources, especially you, who have not even reached the limit of the wasteland, but have been admitted to the exam

After the school of Daqian College, the breath of life seems to be around thirty years old, which is rare, and it is really rare.”

Zhao Fan was embarrassed to be praised.

At this moment, Xu Diwang's voice sounded, "Are you lazy again? Keep going quickly. The order today is very important, and the buyer will come to pick up the goods after three hours."

"Yes, Boss Xu."

"Quick, hurry, don't delay."

"I'm sorry, little brother, I'll introduce you to you later."

Many big men were once again caught in the busyness.

At this moment, Xu Kun came to Zhao Fan and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, why not try the smallest one again?"

"Well..." Zhao Fan moved over depressedly, and he looked down at the hammer in front of him.

The smallest hammer head is only the size of a palm. Not to mention his later-stage divine realm, he can't handle it.

Xu Kun next to him smiled evilly.

Zhao Fan took a breath, reached out and grabbed the hammer handle, and then lifted it up with all his strength.

However, the smallest hammer in the entire blacksmith shop trembled gently, and even the ground was not willing to leave.

Finally, Zhao Fan gave up helplessly. He squatted down in depression and asked while touching the hammer head: "Brother Xu, you are so cripple. What material is the hammer head? It's so big that it's so heavy that it's so heavy.

.”

"You can move the smallest trumpet." Xu Kun said with a smile: "At least you have to have the strength of the middle stage of the Yuan level, you must be the most powerful battle system."

“…”

Zhao Fan couldn't help rolling his eyes and said, "It's not even possible to let me have a limit on the wilderness. Go and touch things used in the middle stage of the Yuan level, and you're sinister!"

"Calm, calm." Xu Kun spread his hands and shouted innocently, "Even if I grow a beard, I can only barely lift half a meter. This thing is made up of iron from the sacred mountain after thousands of hammers, so it is called the sacred mountain hammer."

"Iron of the Divine Mountain?"

After hearing this, Zhao Fan's face was shocked. He finally understood what the material of the hammer head was.

In the inheritance message, there is an introduction to the Iron of the Divine Mountain.
To be continued...