In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

Chapter 635 The Newly Born Morning Star

"One day? Lord, you really underestimate me."

Berylenko was taken aback for a moment, then burst into a hearty laugh, so loud that the ashes falling from the rooftops fluttered down: "Not even a day, not even half a day."

He picked up the forging hammer, his eyes instantly becoming incredibly sharp, and his every move exuded the unique aura of a master forger.

"Ham!"

Berylenko shouted, gently tossing the forging hammer in his palm.

Ham tensed up immediately and quickly replied, "Yes!"

"Go, replace the coolant in the quenching tank with ice water at sub-zero temperatures. Only in this way can the meteorite iron be successfully shaped!"

Berylenko spoke at an extremely fast pace, each word like a hard stone striking the ground with a resounding clang, carrying an unquestionable authority and decisiveness.

"Understood, Master."

Ham didn't dare to delay and immediately ran into the blacksmith's shop.

Forging materials as precious as meteorite iron requires careful attention at every step.

If the temperature deviates even slightly during quenching, all the previous efforts will be wasted, and there is even a risk of the furnace exploding and injuring people.

Berylenko lit the furnace and began throwing pieces of meteorite iron into it one after another.

He stood before the furnace, his eyes blazing, staring intently at the meteorite iron inside, which was gradually turning red.

The intense heat of the flames illuminated Bellenko's bronze face, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, turning into white mist before reaching the scorching furnace walls.

"rise!"

Berylenko let out a roar and pulled hard on the bellows mechanism.

In an instant, the flames inside the blast furnace surged up, completely engulfing the meteorite iron inside.

The sudden surge in temperature distorted the air around the furnace, and even from a distance, Mo Chen could feel the heat that seemed to melt him.

The meteorite iron gradually deformed in the blast furnace, and then showed a strange metallic luster, with fine patterns that shimmered like stars faintly emerging on its surface.

Berlenko's expression grew increasingly solemn. He fell silent, focusing intently on manipulating the bellows and controlling the fire.

"out!"

Seeing that the time was right, Berylenko did not retreat but advanced. He stepped forward, quickly opened the furnace door, picked up the tongs, and squeezed out the meteorite iron ingot that had melted into a lump.

Sparks flew as the meteorite iron ingot, carrying a scorching heat wave, was transferred to the forging table.

Without the slightest hesitation, Berylenko raised the forging hammer in his hand, imbued it with plant spiritual power, and smashed it down hard on the meteorite iron ingot.

"clang!"

The moment the forging hammer collided with the meteorite iron, a deafening roar erupted.

Berylenko's arm muscles bulged high as he swung the hammer forcefully, once, twice, three times...

The pace quickened, the force increased, and each hammer blow landed precisely where Belrenko had predicted.

"Hey!"

Bellenko channeled his plant spirit power and unleashed his first first-choice technique, "Thousand-Layer Forging Art".

After acquiring this chosen skill, the user can consume their own plant spirit power to forge designated materials up to a thousand times in a short period of time.

The more times it is forged, the more plant spirit power is consumed.

In addition, the performer will also passively learn the basic forging techniques.

Berylenko's plant spiritual energy was rapidly depleting, but he paid no heed, and the forging hammer in his hand was also swung out of place.

With each hammer blow, the meteorite iron blank on the forging table would shrink slightly, but also become more solid.

Even though he was drenched in sweat, Belirenko was completely unaware of it.

At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the gradually taking shape meteorite iron blank, and every hammer blow was infused with the forging master's entire mind and energy.

The meteorite iron emitted a deep hum under the forging hammer, its patterns sometimes lighting up and sometimes dimming, gleaming on the forging table.

Just then, a panting Ham rushed out of the blacksmith's shop, carrying a bucket of colorless ice water that emitted a bone-chilling cold.

"fall!"

Without turning his head, Berlilenko gave the order.

Ham poured the entire bucket of ice water into the quenching pool, sending up a plume of white steam that shot straight into the sky.

"Now!"

A piercing explosion rang in Mo Chen's ears as the scorching hot meteorite iron ingots were picked up by Bellenko and then completely submerged in the pool.

The movements were executed in one smooth motion, without the slightest hesitation.

The instant the red-hot stick came into contact with the ice water, Bellenko gritted his teeth, the veins on his arms bulging, firmly controlling the stick so that it wouldn't twist under the extreme temperature difference.

He took out the handguard, aimed it at the end of the staff, and released his plant spirit power, guiding the two to merge together.

About half a cup of tea's time passed, and the last wisp of white mist dissipated, allowing Berylenko to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He exerted his strength again and lifted the baseball bat out of the quenching pool.

The baseball bat had lost its dazzling crimson color, replaced by a deep, dark black like the night sky.

The originally rough-looking stick became smooth and rounded, like a work of art made by nature.

Berylenko carefully placed the brand-new baseball bat on the polishing table, and Ham immediately handed him a grinding wheel and polishing stone.

After taking the tools, Bellenko did not rest and immediately began the final touches.

His movements became gentle and delicate, the grinding wheel slowly rubbing against the stick, making a pleasant rustling sound.

As the polishing process continued, bright patterns quickly appeared on the dark baseball bat, which, under the sunlight, seemed to have countless stars flowing within them.

"It's done."

Berylenko breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the finished baseball bat, and casually swung it once.

There was no sense of sluggishness whatsoever, perfectly meeting the needs of the ink dust.

"Sir, please take a look."

Holding the baseball bat in both hands, Belilenko walked up to Mo Chen and respectfully handed it to his homeowner.

Mo Chen took the brand-new baseball bat, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Gripping the handle tightly, the familiar feeling returned, reminding Mo Chen of when he was still "Garden Bat Man".

"Not bad, it's more comfortable to use than the original one."

Waving his new weapon, Mo Chen excitedly named it: "From now on, I'll call you Morning Star."

By channeling plant spiritual energy into Morning Star, the hidden patterns immediately lit up, and with a forceful swing, a magnificent starry trajectory was left behind.

"Sir/Madam, please give it a try!"

Berylenko picked up a piece of scrap from the ground and threw it forcefully at Mo Chen.

Although it was scrap, the material was hard obsidian (specifically used to make armor), which is no different from black obsidian.

"it is good."

Mo Chen keenly spotted the piece of waste flying towards him and casually waved his Morning Star, imbued with plant spirit power.

Then, the waste material hit by Morning Star turned into dust. Keep in mind that Mo Chen only used three-tenths of his strength.

"Wow!"

Ham watched in disbelief, while Belilenko wore a proud smile.

"My lord, how is my forging skill?"

The way he looked at Chenxing was like he was looking at his most prized child.

"As expected of a master, truly impressive."

Mo Chen gave Belilenko a thumbs up. Courtyard No. 5905 was really lucky to be able to recruit such an excellent blacksmith.