Lin Qingqing took out the iron blocks she had collected. She had never used a big hammer, so she just wanted to make the simplest shield first.
After Qiao Ruoran opened the gas valve, she shouted, "Qingqing, it's OK. There is a switch under the stove to control the temperature."
"Okay, let me try." Lin Qingqing first put the unburned charcoal in the stove into a stainless steel basin and put it in it.
Then she threw the iron block into the stove, turned on the gas switch, and tentatively set the temperature to a lower level of 800 degrees. She planned to observe it first.
The melting point of iron is 1535. It stands to reason that at 800 degrees, the iron should soften a little? Or change color?
Qiao Ruoran walked back, saw the temperature Lin Qingqing had set, and laughed, "Qingqing, don't tell me, this is your first time refining a weapon."
Lin Qingqing didn't feel embarrassed at all and admitted openly, "This is my first time. I'll try something else first to get some feel."
Qiao Ruoran held her forehead. Fortunately, she trusted Lin Qingqing so much, but she didn't know how to do anything.
"This temperature is too low! You should at least adjust it to 1,000 degrees." Qiao Ruoran gave advice.
"If the temperature is enough, 800 degrees can soften iron." Liu Qiang found a large and small hammer. He is good at modifying various cars and often encounters cutting steel, so he knows a lot about it.
Lin Qingqing didn't know anything, so he thought it would be safer if the temperature was lower.
"What shape do you want to make?" Liu Qiang asked.
"Pot lid." Lin Qingqing felt that the pot lid was very suitable as a shield. When not in use, it could be cleaned and used for cooking.
Liu Qiang glared at her: "...can you make something simple first?"
"Isn't this quite simple? Just smash it flat and round it!" Lin Qingqing was at a loss!
"Then you smash it for us to see?" Liu Qiang saw that she didn't listen to the old man's words, so he let her go.
"Smash it!" Lin Qingqing curled her lips. After the iron block in the stove burned red and changed color, she used tongs to take out the iron block.
I followed the blacksmithing scene I saw on TV, using one hand to wheel the hammer and the other hand to hold the iron block with a pair of tongs and hammer it.
She was very strong, and the iron block was flattened by her in just a few blows. It was just uneven and deformed, with a hole the size of a thumb missing in the middle.
Liu Qiang stood on the side with his hands on his hips and laughed loudly, "You are like this and you still want to make your own bow and arrow!"
Lin Qingqing rolled her eyes at him and snorted coldly. She dropped the hammer in her hand and activated her magical power instantly. Her palm was suspended on the iron block. Xuxu kneaded it and pressed it, and an extremely round pot lid appeared!
Liu Qiang's laughter stopped abruptly: "...you cheated."
Lin Qingqing sneered, "You can cheat too!" Liu, the scumbag with super powers, still had the nerve to laugh at her! Humph!
While she was talking, she took a piece of Qiao Mingyang's iron piece and took it out with her bare hands. She shaped it into a handle and pressed it against the center of the pot lid.
"Perfect!" Lin Qingqing clapped her hands and gave herself a thumbs up.
Liu Qiang was speechless. He was silent for a moment and then asked his soul: "So, why do you need a stove?"
Lin Qingqing tilted her head, "A sense of ritual?"
Who knew it would be so troublesome!
Forget it, she should go home and polish a bow!
Qiao Ruoran laughed loudly, she also knew that Lin Qingqing could only use supernatural powers, and her serious creation might be more nonsense than her own.
However, taking into account the face of her best friend, she still asked: "Are you coming again?"
"I won't come. I don't have enough materials." Lin Qingqing said with a smile. To do something embarrassing once and forget about it and continue to do it is overestimating one's ability.
Every other line is like a mountain!
It seems that whatever weapon she wants, she can only slowly rub it herself!
If you knead the shape out first and then extract the impurities, it should still work?
"If you're not in a hurry, wait a few days and let my brother give you a beating." Qiao Ruoran did not expose her, but comforted her.
Lin Qingqing hummed in her mouth, but decided in her heart that she would go back and rub it out in the evening, blinding Liu Qiang's little eyes, for actually daring to laugh at her.
"Then I'll turn off the gas." Qiao Ruoran said and was about to leave. Liu Qiang ran behind her. "I'll go! I know where to turn off the gas."
Lin Qingqing tidied up everything around the stove, and even put Qiao Mingyang's pieces of iron back into place!
Just pretend you haven’t been here...
After leaving the studio, Qiao Ruoran followed Liu Qiang to dry the fish.
Lin Qingqing went back to polish a bow!
At night, after Qiao Mingyang came back, he washed away the dust. He was too tired during the day and was too lazy to cook, so he finished Liu Qiang's dark cuisine.
Then he went back to the studio, intending to take some time to continue making a bow for Lin Qingqing, when he found that his studio had been tampered with.
There was even a piece of iron missing! Qiao Mingyang was puzzled. Who came to his studio to steal a piece of iron?
After Lin Qingqing went back, she took out some iron ingots and used brute force to make the shape of a bow. After finishing it, she felt uncomfortable no matter how she held it. She did not believe in evil and tried several more times, but all ended in failure...
It’s tangible but not spiritual! It looks like a charade, like a picture taken from Maomao International P by Xixi. The real thing is completely inconsistent with what I imagined in my mind.
Lin was so angry that she rubbed it several times, and the bow-like thing was turned into a stick.
After removing the impurities from the stick, she turned it around in her hand.
It feels really good now.
She had kneaded this piece of iron repeatedly, and what was left was almost the essence. Apart from being a little short, there was no other problem.
She was so excited that she stayed up until midnight and dragged her stick downstairs.
Originally planning to call up the martial arts master Lao Tan to fight, suddenly, he saw Qiao Mingyang closing the studio door in the distance. Lin Qingqing teleported over and hit him on the head with the stick in her hand.
Qiao Mingyang turned sideways to avoid it, and Lin Qingqing's stick fell on the door, making a loud bang.
Qiao Mingyang turned around, his brain pounding. He saw Lin Qingqing shouting to him with excitement: "Come, try my new weapon."
"I'm going to bed, you find someone else to play with..."
Before Qiao Mingyang finished speaking, Lin Qingqing had already hit him with another stick.
Qiao Mingyang had no choice but to step aside again and reached out to grab the top of the stick.
He grabbed the end of the stick with his hand and wanted to drag it forward to make Lin Qingqing fall down and teach her a lesson.
I found that my hands were sticky.
It was the metal that had liquefied, covering his hand in layers.
At this moment, Qiao Mingyang even smelled an outrageous smell of meat.
Lin Qingqing laughed proudly, then suddenly exerted force, dragging Qiao Mingyang's body with the stick and spinning it.
Qiao Mingyang was caught off guard and staggered by her, hitting the door frame hard. The bridge of his nose hurt, and his hands started to bleed when he touched them.
"Lin Qingqing!"
This time, he was really angry. He roared loudly, and instantly gathered a series of wind blades in his free hand, cutting towards the iron rod.
When Lin Qingqing saw this, she immediately sent out several scalpels and struck the wind blade in mid-air. At the same time, she did not forget to twist the stick again, and Qiao Mingyang fell to the ground involuntarily.
"Are you serious?" Qiao Mingyang put one hand on the ground to prevent himself from falling. The other hand was still stuck on the stick, and he couldn't get it off after several attempts.
He was angry and angry, but he didn't dare to kill him for fear of hurting Lin Qingqing.
The banging noise woke up everyone else in the space.
There are almost no daily life players here, they are all fighting races, and they all showed off their special abilities and arrived at the scene quickly.
Then, I felt a little confused...
Qiao Heilian and the little devil got into a fight?
The little devil actually slapped Qiao Black in the face until it bled!
"Forget it, let's not play anymore." Lin Qingqing curled her lips. She just wanted to try the feel of the stick. Qiao Mingyang was so angry that she used her superpowers, showing no sense of martial ethics!
Lin Qingqing took back the metallic liquid covering Qiao Mingyang's hand, unaware that she had used her superpower to cheat first.
Then she thinned the head of the stick and broke free from Qiao Mingyang's hand in an instant.
Qiao Mingyang, who had just stood up with the help of a stick, threw himself forward.
"Brother!" Qiao Ruoran exclaimed and kicked her brother out without even thinking.
Before Qiao Mingyang could stand firm, he was kicked out by his own sister.
Qiao Ruoran came down from the second floor. When he arrived at the scene of the crime, he was slower than others and saw Qiao Mingyang rushing towards Lin Qingqing. She thought her brother was going to attack Lin Qingqing...
Lin Qingqing: "..."
Onlookers: "..."
Qiao Mingyang lying on the ground: "..."
Qiao Ruoran didn't feel anything after kicking him. They often fought each other when they were practicing in the mountains, and even a kick from his rough-skinned brother wouldn't hurt.
At this time, she was still misunderstanding, and she protected Lin Qingqing behind her, "Brother, I brought Qingqing over and used your workshop. If you want to blame, just blame me. Qingqing has nothing to do with it."
Even if Lin Qingqing's heart was melting, she sincerely persuaded her, "Ran Ran, it's none of your brother's business..."
"Qingqing, don't be afraid. If my brother dares to hit you, I will go back and tell my master to see if he doesn't beat him." Qiao Ruoran's chest heaved with anger, and her face slowly turned pale.
My brother is always so stingy!
The warehouse is full of supplies and refuses to help others, the freezer is full of meat, but only one kilogram a week is given to everyone, which is not enough to fit between teeth.
Her brother always refused to listen to her persuasion.
He also said that she was too kind and would suffer a big loss sooner or later.
She has already suffered a lot, but you can't stop eating just because you have indigestion, right?
The master once said that those who have attained the Dao will receive many help, while those who have lost the Dao will receive little help.
If my brother never changes his temper and only lives in his own world, no matter how high his force value is, he will die alone.
"Ran Ran, are you okay? Don't scare me." Qiao Mingyang was kicked by Qiao Ruoran. He was still a little angry at first, but when he saw something was wrong with his sister's face, he was so frightened that he quickly got up from the ground.
"I don't want you!" Qiao Ruoran pushed his hand away angrily.
Lin Qingqing also saw that Qiao Ruoran's expression was not right, and her hands and feet were cold, so she quickly said to Qiao Mingyang, "I will accompany her back first."
With that said, she ignored Qiao Mingyang's answer and threw the iron rod to Liu Qiang. In Liu Qiang's worried eyes, Lin Qingqing helped Qiao Ruoran and disappeared.
She teleported back to her room on the third floor.
Lin Qingqing put Qiao Ruoran on the bed, hurriedly looked for the medical kit, and took out the instrument to measure blood pressure and heartbeat for Qiao Ruoran to use.
Pouring another glass of spiritual spring water, she asked Qiao Ruoran, "Do you have any medicine? Where is it? I'll get it."
"I'm fine, I'm just angry..." Qiao Ruoran took a sip of water, slowly calmed down, and then began to talk to Lin Qingqing about her brother's faults.
Lin Qingqing sat on the edge of the bed, twisted her butt uncomfortably, and always said something conscientious:
"I really don't blame your brother for what happened today. I made a stick and wanted to go downstairs to try it with Lao Tan. Then I saw your brother standing there, trying to challenge him..."