"Are you interested in forging?"

The stout man who was about to push the door open was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the mourning assistant.

He was 1.85 meters tall, looking down at the help of only 1.4 meters tall.

"A child who is only a little bit can't even hold the forging hammer, right?" the thick man sneered, "Every child is a child, and you can play ninjutsu. This craft is not something that children like you can do."

"Keita! How many words do you mean?" After hearing this, Shang, who wanted to pull the mourning scholar away, suddenly became angry, and put his waist on his back and scolded angrily: "What does it mean to play ninjutsu? Ninjutsu is embarrassing and sorry for you? What's wrong with being young? Are you not a genius at a young age?"

"Every time I know to laugh at others' age, saying that others are talented but not experienced, you have rich experience, right?" Shang sneered and mocked: "I don't know which department in the Anbu has only forged five ninja swords that meet the standards in a month."

"I don't know which department of the Anbu is. Every day, it is said that forging masters need talent and experience. Both are indispensable. Inexperienced forging masters are rubbish."

"However, a 9-year-old who they call garbage, who is inexperienced, forged thirty ninja knives that meet the standards in a week."

"Talent? Experience? Hum!"

"Who is embarrassing, you said?"

Shang Ru's words ejected in a series of words like a bead cannon, and directly sprayed them with a sturdy man named Qingta, stunned, carrying a steel ingot and a wooden chicken.

"I think experience is very important to the forge."

The monk directly refuted Shang's words and added: "For a forge, talent and experience are essential. Without talent, there is no way to innovate. With the progress of the times, forging techniques should also be improved."

"Without having no experience and talent alone, it is just a piece of paper talk."

The two people on the side were stunned by the remarks of their helplessness.

"The ungrateful wolf...Who do you think I'm talking to you?" Shang looked at Sandra's eyes full of resentment.

Clang

The steel ingot fell to the ground, smashing the ground into depression.

"This little brother!"

Keita squatted down in emotion, held the helper's hand, and looked at the helper like a soulmate: "You speak out my voice! Forging this craft, experience and talent are two indispensable elements, and those mediocre people don't understand it at all!"

"Come on, little brother, let me tell you this, I'll let you see our Konoha Anbe forging class!"

Keith enthusiastically pulled the mourning assistant to take him to the forging room. The mourning assistant wanted to go in and take a look, so he naturally would not refuse.

When Shang wanted to go in with him, Qingta refused.

"The Forging Room does not welcome mediocre people who have no interest in forging, no talent or experience in forging!"

Shang's mouth twitched, trying to explode, but when she saw Sanzuo apologizing to her with apology with a look of apology, she sighed, but still held back and said nothing.

"I'll wait for you at the door."

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Qingta pushed open the door and walked in with the steel ingot in. Morisu followed him and followed him in.

It's just apart from one door, and the help is as if he has entered another world.

The hot, stuffy, and the thunderous sound of forging make people feel uncomfortable when breathing. These are the common characteristics of all forging rooms.

However, for Keita and Morika, this environment is the one they are most familiar with and feel the most comfortable.

"Oh, boy, I can tolerate it, but I won't care about you after fainting."

Keita looked at the mourning assistant in surprise. Most people could not stand this uncomfortable environment after entering the forging room. At most, they would stay politely for a minute and then turn around and leave.

The little devil in front of him could even pretend to be nothing. You must know that when he first started learning forging, it took almost half a year to get used to the environment of forging the house.

Morisu shook his head, "This room temperature is fine, there is no big problem."

Even the mourning assistant felt that the current temperature of the forging room was still a bit worse than that of the Sato family’s forging room.

But now in other people's territory, you still have to be low-key and not say such things that sound too presumptuous.

"Pretend, just pretend!"

Although Keita's face still had that serious expression, his heart was already sarcastic.

"Since you can bear it, then you have passed the first level. I'll take you to visit our forging room a little bit."

"But." Qingta paused and raised his voice and said, "If you can't stand the high temperature and leave the forging room during the tour, I won't give you a second chance to come in, do you understand?"

"Yeah, OK."

Keita agreed neatly when she saw the helpless, and her resistance and disdain for the helpless were slightly diluted.

Although the resistance has become a little weaker, this does not mean that Keita will take the mourning helper to visit normally.

"Come on, let's take you to see the furnace in the dark forging room!"

Keita took the mourning aid and walked straight to the end of the forging room. At the end, there was a black side door.

Before opening the door, the mourning master clearly felt that the temperature near the door was much higher than that in other parts of the forging room.

"Did you feel it?"

Seeing the surprised expression on Sansuke's face, Keita proudly introduced: "Do you really think our Anbu Forging Room is just a false name?"

"The melting furnace inside this door is the secret weapon of our forging room."

Keita pushed open the thick side door hard, but just as soon as he pushed open a crack, Moribuku felt the heat coming towards him like a wave, wave after wave.

Even the Sato family has never had this kind of heat wave!

"Doesn't it feel very hot?" Keita looked at the sweat beads that were sliding like water on the forehead of Sanzuo, and felt a sigh of relief in her heart.

"The temperature limit of the ordinary forging furnace is only 800 degrees, but the upper limit of the forging furnace in our Anbu Forging Room is 2300 degrees!" Keita looked at Sansuke's surprised expression, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, and said proudly: "It's not that I brag, the entire country of fire, only the smelting furnace here in Anbu will have 2300 degrees!"

"It's amazing. I've never seen such a powerful smelting furnace." Looking at the smelting furnace, Sanzu nodded, but his eyebrows were furrowed.

“I have a problem.”

"Usually, when a forging, the forging temperature only needs to be controlled between 820 degrees and 850 degrees, so a general melting furnace only needs to have an upper limit of 1200 degrees, which is enough."
Chapter completed!