Chapter Sixty-Nine: The Gathering

"Damn, the power of that explosion just now was about the same as a high-explosive grenade!"

"A high-explosive grenade could destroy such a large forge room? Are you sure that wasn’t some kind of special bomb?"

"What’s a high-explosive grenade? What’s that special bomb? What are you all talking about?"

"If you don’t understand, don’t comment. The buildings on the Barbarian Continent are definitely sturdy, especially a forge room—it must be built even stronger. The power of those two kinds of explosives isn’t enough to bring it down."

"How do you know? Spill it! Are you a transmigrator? Just say yes, or yes."

"Why are you all focused on the building? Didn’t you notice the person who was blown away?"

"That’s a wake-up call! That charred figure—honestly, I don’t even know what to say. Just one word: incredible!"

"Uh, that’s actually two words! Fine, I admit I lack a sense of humor. But seriously, that person who was blown away—even if we haven’t seen him fight, it’s clear he’s a master!"

"A master! If he went up against Chen Long, he could slap Chen Long to death with one hand."

"I won’t say anything else—just give a thumbs-up for the mysterious master’s formidable defense. Even a turtle shell can’t compare!"

"Forget turtle shells, I bet his defense is stronger than iron! He’s practically a monster! Not even human—he’s on a whole other level!"

"How do you know his defense is stronger than iron? Have you seen it, or are you a transmigrator? Answer honestly, no lying! Or I’ll send a squad of state security agents to check your water meter!"

"Idiot! With an explosion like that, it would definitely tear through iron. Plus, the forge room must have all sorts of powerful metals inside. If the metals blown up by the explosion couldn’t break through his defense, that just proves his defense is as strong as iron!"

"By that logic, the guy must have alloy-level defense! Damn, a master of this caliber could practically ignore firearms!"

Seeing the netizens’ analysis, Chen Bo finally realized just how formidable that guy was. But it had nothing to do with him—he hadn’t offended the man, and with no intersection between them, Chen Bo couldn’t be bothered.

When Chen Bo arrived at the classroom, he found it spacious but sparsely populated—only five or six people scattered about.

As soon as he entered, the few people inside turned their gazes on him, instantly recognizing Chen Bo’s identity. Without a care for his presence, they started whispering among themselves.

"So this is what Chen Bo, who made a name for himself at Tianyang Academy a few days ago, looks like. He has the face of a delicate pretty boy. I didn’t expect him to be from our Forging Department."

Damn it, which bastard called me a pretty boy? Hell, do you believe I’ll drag Bai Ge over here right now? Chen Bo muttered inwardly.

"With skin as tender as his, he must be a newbie at forging. I don’t know why Tianyang Academy would recruit such a rookie."

Damn, they’re actually looking down on his main skill! Unforgivable! Who said a forge master has to be brawny? Haven’t they seen Yu Shifei and Yu Xin’er? Both master and apprentice are delicate, too.

Yet one is the top talent at Tianyang Academy, and the other heads the most outstanding forge room. Clearly, no matter the profession these days, looks are absolutely important.

"It’s strange—Chen Bo is only fifteen this year, right? And according to rumors, he spends most of his time cultivating. He probably hasn’t even managed to fully study the basic manual for forging masters."

"If he hasn’t mastered the basics, how could he forge powerful weapons? Tianyang Academy wouldn’t recruit just any blacksmith, would they?"

Damn you, how do you talk like that? Isn’t it possible to have an extraordinary memory? And blacksmith—aren’t you all blacksmiths too? At the postnatal stage, everyone is a blacksmith!

"More importantly, why doesn’t this kid have any injuries? He doesn’t even look the slightest bit battered! How did he get here?"

Huh? What does arriving here have to do with getting hurt?

Chen Bo sized them up carefully, noticing that each of them bore some injury, more or less. One looked particularly disheveled, like a soldier fresh off the battlefield.

Chen Bo wasn’t stupid; a little thought revealed the reason. These guys must have been too close to the forge rooms when they arrived. When the explosion happened, it boomed—no deaths, but everyone suffered some damage.

Now, Chen Bo felt even more grateful to the senior who had kindly warned him earlier. It turns out there are plenty of good people in this world.

Ignoring their jealous stares, Chen Bo casually found a seat. Surprisingly, though the chairs looked shabby, they were actually quite comfortable.

"This morning, I observed the omens, and noticed the streamer’s hate attraction has grown even more. The few guys in the classroom all showed hostility the moment they saw him."

"You upstairs, how did you observe omens this morning? Do your eyes ignore sunlight and see stars directly?"

"Not at all—the sun is a star, too! You cling too tightly to conventions, my friend. See things from a broader perspective, try to break free from habitual thinking."

"Listening to you, I think you have a point! Coincidentally, I’m in the same profession. Let me calculate with my fingers! Oh dear, you’re suffering from kidney deficiency—need some kidney pills? Just say the word, half price!"

"What I really want to know is, why hasn’t the mentor arrived yet? I’ve waited so long the flowers have wilted, the sea has cried!"

"Warning, high energy ahead! Retreat! Let Ultraman hold the line for three minutes, the Saiyans will return to support soon! Just hang in for three minutes! Charge, charge, charge! Actually, I’m just here to farm experience. Lalalalala."

"I think the streamer’s mentor is definitely Goddess Yu! No need to even think about it!"

"I can already foresee the tragic scene of the streamer being punished by the goddess—so much comedic potential. Hahahahahaha."

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