Blacksmith: You Are Making Mjolnir For The Forging Exam?

Seeing the serious look on Jiang Mengyao's face, Wu Mo nodded and said with a determined expression, "Don't worry. As long as you don't go against your principles, I'll definitely help you with whatever you can do."

"Alright, it's settled then. I'll leave first and see you tomorrow."

The smile on Jiang Mengyao's face became much brighter. After she said that, she waved her hand and quickly walked toward the female dormitory building.

The corners of Wu Mo's mouth curled up slightly. He glanced in Jiang Mengyao's direction and walked into the male dormitory.

After he took out his key, Wu Mo pushed the door open and returned to his room.

He took off his coat and hung it on the clothes rack before entering the kitchen.

First, he took out some vegetables and meat from his Interspatial Ring. Then, Wu Mo took out the chopping board and began to prepare dinner for the day.

Ten minutes later, he brought two plates of dishes to the coffee table and filled a bowl full of rice for himself. Then, he sat down on the couch.

Today's dinner was tomato eggs and braised meat. Although it was only a simple version of the family version, the taste was still very good.

Along with the popular ice-cold carbonated drink in Shanglin City, this meal was the most sumptuous meal that Wu Mo had eaten since he came to the parallel world.

He picked up the remote control that was placed at the side and turned on the television. Immediately, the scene of the news being broadcast appeared on the screen.

The different cultures of the other world. As the entire human race was facing the threat of the invasion of tens of thousands of races, all kinds of entertainment cultures were extremely barren. The games and all kinds of sports in his previous life no longer existed. Even the live broadcast section could only discuss the situation and the content of life.

"Just 200 years of difference, and the blue planet has changed into such a big difference from Earth. It's really a joke of the times," Wu Mo sighed and said to himself after gulping down a large mouthful of carbonated drinks.

He was now a little curious about how these cities had maintained their stability. Clearly, outside the cities, the invasion of ten thousand races had never stopped. The battles between the invaders and cultivators had resulted in many deaths and injuries every day, however, the cities were as peaceful as ever. This was indeed somewhat inconceivable.

After sighing for a while, Wu Mo stood up from the couch.

He cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, then returned to his bedroom.

Just now, he had only wanted to relax. After all, people weren't like bows and arrows, so they couldn't be tense all the time. If he deliberately controlled himself, it would instead be a loss.

After seven or eight hours during the day, the energy in his mind had already recovered a lot. Just now, he had eaten and drunk enough to rest for a while, and now, his energy had basically recovered to a sufficient level.

Wu Mo was well-versed in the principle of the slow flow of water. After working hard for a short period of time, his body was ultimately damaged. It was not as efficient as combining work and rest.

Wu Mo sat on the bed, took out his phone, and placed it on the bedside table. Then, he turned on the recording mode. In fact, he had had an idea a long time ago. He wanted to see if his main body would lose consciousness and lie down after entering the Divine-grade Forging Space, or if would he completely disappear on the spot.

After all, he had never entered the Forging Space in front of others before. He needed to figure this out.

Wu Mo adjusted the angle of the phone and slowly closed his eyes. His thoughts slowly sank at some point, and all the feelings in his body disappeared.

Opening his eyes slowly, Wu Mo came to the workbench.

At this moment, there was a cloak covered in silver patterns on the workbench. The casting pen was thrown to the side, and it was obvious that the magic array was about to be completed.

Seeing this scene, Wu Mo knew that he should have been forced out of the Forging Space yesterday when he finished the array. He had used up all his mental energy.

At this moment, it had been more than ten hours since he last left the Forging Space. However, the silver liquid in the crucible did not seem to have dried up at all. It was no different from the state that it had just been refined.

Even the silver liquid on the casting pen was still wet.

Upon seeing this strange scene, Wu Mo seemed to have understood something.

An idea appeared in his heart, and then it went out of control.

The Divine-grade Forging Space that this system had bestowed upon him was very likely that only after Wu Mo entered the space would time slowly pass in the Forging Space. And once Wu Mo left, everything would remain the same as when he had left, there would be no changes.

Only then could the current situation be explained.

After understanding all of this, Wu Mo immediately picked up the casting pen and said in a calm tone, "Retrace the current progress!"

At the next moment, the workbench was completely enveloped by a white light. Following the dissipation of the white light, the cloak that was spread out on the workbench returned to its original color, and the additional silver patterns on it also disappeared.

Seeing that everything was in place, Wu Mo immediately picked up the casting pen and began to draw the magic array once again.

After failing more than a hundred times yesterday, Wu Mo no longer felt any sluggishness when he was drawing. He appeared to be incomparably smooth. In less than ten minutes, he had already drawn the draft of the Tier 2 Silver Scale Magic Array.

The mental energy in his mind had already been used up by more than half. However, compared to the sorry state he had been in yesterday, he now appeared to be much more relaxed.

Wu Mo could feel that his mental energy was growing bit by bit during the process of drawing the retrace, and his skill in drawing the magic array had also improved significantly.

Although he was still unable to draw the magic array completely in one go, he was getting closer and closer to success.

It wasn't until the fourteenth failure that Wu Mo suppressed the drowsy feeling in his mind and drew the last stroke of the magic array on his cloak!

As the tip of the brush fell heavily, countless silver traces suddenly emitted a bright light. All the patterns were formed naturally and became a whole!

The complete magic array dyed the entire cloak into a faint silver color. Under the contrast of the obscure and complicated runes, it appeared extremely mysterious.

Wu Mo felt that the mental energy in his mind was almost sucked dry. His eyes went black and he almost fell down. Fortunately, he used his hand to support the workbench and finally held on.

"It was so close... I almost fainted again."

The world in front of him was spinning. Wu Mo stood up weakly. He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his face and muttered.

When the dizziness gradually dissipated, Wu Mo began to examine the cloak that he had worked hard to complete for two nights.

The cloak was silver in color, but its surface was emitting a light green light. The hem of the cloak was surrounded by faintly discernible runes. Under the hood of the cloak was a translucent green gemstone. The overall appearance was natural and flawless.

Wu Mo picked up the cloak and put it on his body.

He felt the cloak's fabric become soft, and he could feel a trace of coldness when his fingers touched it.

Wu Mo put on the cloak for less than five seconds, and he felt his body become lighter. A happy smile appeared on his face, and his heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

In just two days, Wu Mo had forged a Premium-grade defensive equipment. Such speed and casting ability were enough for him to look down on most of his peers.