Chapter 647： Steam boat

Each casting room has only a simple number, from the outermost to the innermost, there are a total of 36 casting rooms.

This shows that at the peak of the development of the Blacksmiths Association, there used to be 36 grandmaster-level blacksmiths.

Grandmaster-level blacksmiths are the existence second only to divine craftsmen, and are equivalent to the Contra in the spirit master level. Every grandmaster-level blacksmith can create powerful weapons and equipment, allowing a mortal army to obtain a reborn qualitative change.

Today, there are only a handful of five casting rooms that make the sound of iron strikes.

Obviously, with the continuous development and growth of the soul master group, the importance of the mortal army is showing a downward trend, and the life of their master-level blacksmiths is also difficult, slipping from the peak period to the current step of the field.

According to the current trend, in the next few decades and nearly a hundred years, I am afraid that there may only be one or two grandmaster-level blacksmiths left in the Blacksmiths Association. After a few hundred years, I am afraid that the grandmaster-level blacksmiths who were once prosperous. It will become the yellow flower of yesterday, completely disappearing in the long river of history, and will only exist in the history textbook, allowing future generations to refer to it.

In fact, after the development of Douluo Continent for a thousand years, that is, at the time of the second part, there were basically no blacksmiths on the scene. Instead, it was the popularity of the soul guide.

Full of curiosity, Yang Ming stood outside the door of a casting room, secretly looking at the equipment made by a master blacksmith inside.

This grandmaster-level blacksmith, who is over 60 years old, has white hair, holds his upper body, is shirtless, and shows strong tendon flesh. The arm is as thick as an ordinary thigh, and his right hand holds a large weight. The hammer, to say nothing, is six hundred kilograms, but in the hands of this grandmaster-level blacksmith, it seems as light as a feather, and it is swung into the wind by him.

Now, this grandmaster-level blacksmith is building an armor, and there is already a pair of armor hanging beside it.

The armour is protected by the head of the louver. There are upward-turned ear guards on both sides of the louver. The louver is also decorated with a tab that hangs down to the back of the shoulder to protect the neck. , As a convex arc-shaped pattern; the shoulders are covered with a cloak, and the arms are covered with arm guards; the waist is tied, and there are two knee skirts under the belt to protect the thighs, and the calves are more tied with "hanging legs" .

I have to say that the master-level blacksmiths here still have something.

This armor not only takes into account the characteristics of durability and beauty, but also fits the human body very well. It will not affect the normal activities of others when worn, and the weight is not very heavy.

just……

Yang Ming stared at him and shook his head.

If this world does not have martial arts, and there is no dazzling martial arts civilization, if there are only ordinary people, with this armor alone, a mortal army can increase its combat effectiveness by 30%, and its security is greatly improved. Guarantee the survivability of a soldier.

But what about it?

For armor like this, even if Yang Ming is not a strong soul sage, he is just a great spirit master of about level 20. With a random skill, he can successfully break the defense and kill the soldiers behind the armor.

Judging from the craftsmanship of this armor, the cost of making such an armor is not low, and it takes a lot of materials and a considerable amount of time.

But such good equipment could not withstand the blow of the Great Soul Master.

I have to say that this is a pungent irony.

At this time, Silong, who had left one step earlier, returned. However, he did not bring the teacher, and bowed and apologized to Yang Ming with fear.

"Master Yang Ming, I'm very sorry. It is not convenient for my teacher to leave the research room. He invites you to come."

Yang Ming didn't get angry either. After all, he came here this time, hoping to recruit these master craftsmen and master blacksmiths.

What's more, Yang Ming probably knew that the profession of blacksmithing was no different from that of a technical house. He was trapped in a room all day long and studied deeply. He had a weird temper, and he seemed to be able to accept it if he didn't be sociable.

In front of Silong Siyu, Yang Ming smiled easily.

"It doesn't matter, let's lead the way."

A big stone in Silong's heart was finally put down, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and the two of them looked at each other, feeling like a survivor.

It has to be said that even if Yang Ming has grown up to this stage of the field, even if he has not taken the initiative to release the overlord's domineering, but there is also a shocking temperament that makes people subconsciously awe.

Siyu Silong led the way, walked to the innermost casting room No. 1, stopped, stood respectfully by the door, raised his hand and knocked on the metal door.

There was no sound of forging from this casting room.

After Silong knocked on the door, he whispered softly:

"Teacher, Master Yang Ming is here."

After a while, an old voice came from inside.

"Invite him in, it is not convenient for me to walk around now."

Not long after his voice fell, accompanied by a series of machine noises, the wide iron door slowly slid open, revealing the bright room inside. The strange thing is that there are no windows in this casting room, so it is bright. , It turned out to be because there is a magic lamp hanging on the roof of the room, which is quite luxurious.

Siyu Silong stood on both sides of the gate and made a request.

"Master Yang Ming, please."

Yang Ming nodded slightly, put his hands behind his back, and walked in slowly.

Not long after he entered, the iron door closed automatically behind him again, which was amazing.

As soon as he entered, Yang Ming quickly locked his eyes on an old man with a short stature.

He is about 1.6 meters tall, but his waist circumference is probably about 1.6 meters with windy ears, small eyes, and a short and tousled hair. He doesn’t seem to know how many days he has not been washed. He was wearing a large robe, and his chubby face was stained with metal powder.

Needless to say, you also know that the short and fat old man in front of him is the current president of the Blacksmiths Association, the master craftsman.

At this moment, this somewhat fat old man is sitting on a metal chair with metal-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, holding a pen in his right hand and a steel ruler in his left, making gestures on a piece of rice paper.

Yang Ming came behind Lou Gao and observed what the master craftsman was studying.

Maybe it was because I was fascinated by the study, or maybe it was not vigilant, the height of the building did not stop it, and his hands did not stop.

The building has a strong business ability. The writing and drawing on rice paper is very rigorous. Every inch and every centimetre is given to you to a few tenths of a minute. The details produce results, and overall it looks extremely shocking.

What shocked Yang Ming even more was what the building was painting.

This is actually a steamship!