Lord Of The Universe: I Have Billions Of Resource Planets

Chapter 311 Refining Technology (1)\\r

Kemisa didn't look at Zamo's expression, and walked directly to the workbench.

He held the hammer that Zamo had just used in his palm, felt it for a moment, and then smiled with satisfaction.

300 kilograms, this weight is the heaviest for a dwarf, but it is already the perfect weight for Hermesa.

After choosing the tools, Chemiza looked serious.

Dan..Dan..

dan dan... dan dan...

Kemisha's rolled-up sleeves and taut, muscular arms rhythmically tapped the bright red metal in front of her, sparks bursting out with each strike.

After 8002 times, Kaimisa's left hand holding the tweezers was a little cold. Put the metal block back into the furnace again.

look at this

"Uncle Zamo, this is..."

"shut up."

Tens of seconds later, Kaimisa accurately judged the time with his eyes, and quickly pulled out the molten iron block again.

The swinging hammer beat the metal blocks like a storm. water surface.

After tens of minutes, Kaimisha let out a long breath of relief, wiped the sweat from her forehead, followed by blow after wave.

A piece of metal above the counter that was originally about 40 centimeters was smashed into more than 20 centimeters by Chemisa.

"Long live……"

As soon as Kemisha turned her head, several red-armed monkey artisans including Zamo rushed in.

The head is close to the counter, and the round eyes are wide open, observing the hammered metal blocks on the counter from all directions.

"Almost 90 percent of the impurities were removed, how is that possible? His technique was clearly wrong.

Looking at the metal block in front of him who didn't know how many times it had shrunk, the young red arm man couldn't help but whispered.

By the time the alien put the iron block back into the furnace for heating, his technique had gone completely wrong, but nearly 90% of the impurities were still removed.

This bizarre scene made Cole, who had learned to forge since childhood, couldn't help asking, why is this? Why is this?

"Grasp, perceive... the touch and forging strength of metal can be said to have reached a high level."

Rough fingers lightly touched the metal block, and a deep sigh could not help but be let out in my heart.

It took him 25 years to reach this level from the age of 8.

But these short aliens had 25 years of experience and skills at their fingertips.

On the other side, Cole's face darkened when he heard Zamo's explanation.

However, we still have a long way to go to reach such a state.

Cole looked at Kaimisa, who was slightly restrained beside him, with envy and jealousy intertwined in his eyes.

He determined to become the number one craftsman of the dwarves since he was a child, but he seemed small in front of Kamisa.

Different from formal forging skills, this kind of keen perception of metal is the qualification that determines the talent and upper limit of a craftsman.

Seeing Zamo's lively appearance, the surrounding red arm apes appeared one after another.

As the light hit the hammered metal blocks on the counter, the aged red arm artisans laughed in unison and patted Cole on the shoulder.

"Good boy, how did you upgrade so quickly?"

The young red-armed monkey craftsmen around couldn't help being a little amused seeing Cole being praised by the elders. .

"Uncle Uro, this is... I missed. 35

"The tribe that joined next door is coming."

Hearing the approval of the elders, Cole felt a little more uncomfortable, let out a long breath, and pointed to Hermesa beside him.