Chapter 39 You Can't Even Eat a Meal Properly

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Tang Wulin discovered a problem: eating while standing seemed to allow him to eat more than when sitting down.

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A crowd had already gathered around him.

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"This guy doesn't look that big, how can he eat so much He's about to break the record. I remember the junior class baozi record at our academy was forty-three. How many has this guy eaten"

"He's forty-five years old, and he's already broken it! So impressive! And look at him, not struggling at all. That's a big steamed bun, the size of your palm! The size of the buns from the academy has never changed."

Zhou Changxi was already dumbfounded. He always considered himself a good eater, but after twenty buns went down his throat, he was stuffed to the brim.

This is pure meat filling. Served with vegetable soup.

Tang Wulin didn't just eat buns, he also drank soup. Eating five buns and taking a big gulp of soup, looking at him like this, he seemed to be enjoying himself immensely.

The buns are really delicious. They're the size of a palm, and the filling is like big meat balls. Every bite is sizzling with oil. It's so good!

The key is, enough is enough!

"Excuse me, everyone." After eating his fiftieth steamed bun, Tang Wulin walked towards the window of canteen C once again.

Yun patted Zhou Changxi on the shoulder, "Come on, let's go back and clean up. After eating, I finally understand why he's stronger than you. This is called the law of conservation of energy, the more you eat, the stronger you get!"

Zhou Changxi looked dejected. Then, he watched as Tang Wulin brought over another plate of twenty steamed buns.

When Tang Wulin was at home, his eating habits were always a headache for Tang Ziran and Lan Yue. This child really ate too much. Even when Na'er was around, the two would compete to see who could eat more.

Zhou Changxi's food intake was already formidable among his peers, but Tang Wulin's was on a whole other level.

With a long sigh, Zhou Changxi looked at Tang Wulin, "I never believed that a person could eat an entire cow before. Seeing your appetite today, I believe it. I'll concede defeat and go back to clean my dorm room. You continue to break records."

"Mmm!" Tang Wulin really didn't care much about winning or losing. For him, the most important thing was to eat his fill.

Finally, the steamed bun record for the intermediate department canteen was fixed at eighty, plus five large bowls of vegetable soup.

When Tang Wulin walked out of the dining hall satisfied, a pile of eyeballs had already fallen to the floor behind him.

When they returned to the dormitory, Zhou Changxi was cleaning. Tang Wulin didn't really let him wash his clothes for him; he washed them himself. Yun also started helping Zhou Changxi clean. The atmosphere in the dormitory seemed much more harmonious.

Just as they were almost finished cleaning, Xie Xihe returned with a towel wrapped around his face. His face had visibly reduced in swelling, but his complexion remained grim.

"Here you go!" He tossed a paper package to Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin opened it and found a stack of Federation coins inside. Looking at this large pile of money, Tang Wulin couldn't help but feel dazed.

At first, he earned 30,000 federation credits in the city of Aolate. It took him three whole years! But for these rich people, it was just a matter of course.

"After school tonight, walk with me." Xie Xie said coldly.

"Sure!" Tang Wulin responded without hesitation.

Yun said, "Xie Xie, let it go. We'll still be in the same dormitory for six years."

Xie Xie gave him a cold glance and directly lay down on her lower bunk.

Tang Wulin said to Yun, "I'm going out this afternoon, it's okay, right"

Yun said, "It hasn't officially started yet, so there's definitely nothing wrong! But you have to be back before lights out. Otherwise, you'll be punished."

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When Tang Wulin heard the word "punishment", his heart tightened. He wasn't afraid of being punished, he was afraid of having to pay a fine.

"I can do it."

After washing the dirty clothes and bedding, he walked out on his own. Following Mang's instructions, after arriving here, he was to go to a certain place first. This place was called: The Blacksmith's Association.

Māng left him an address, which was Māng's workshop in the East China Sea City. No one was there, but there was a forge, which Tang Wulin could use.

Mago told him he needed to register with the blacksmith's association now, and then he could pick up some work there. That was both work and training. Every month, Mago would come back here to check his progress and teach him new blacksmithing knowledge.

After the fusion of life-force and gold, Tang Wulin placed more importance on forging than before. Especially after completing the Thousand Forges, he realized that his future profession was likely to be similar to his teacher's—a blacksmith. Therefore, he couldn't slack off; he had to continue learning diligently. Besides, forging could earn money! To supplement his household expenses. In the future, he also wanted to travel across the mainland and search for Na’er’s whereabouts, all of which required money.

He hadn't asked about the location of the Cloud Forging Guild in the dormitory because he didn't want his classmates to know he was a blacksmith.

First, Tang Wulin went to the Academic Affairs Office to pay the fine before he walked out of the academy.

The strangeness of Douhai City once again weighed on Tang Wulin's heart. It was still better in Aolai City; the entire city felt relaxed.

Although he didn't know where the Blacksmith's Association was, he had a mouth below his nose and could always ask. After several inquiries, he had gotten a general idea of its location.

The East Sea City was much larger than the Ailai City, by many times. For Tang Wulin to save money, he walked entirely towards the direction of the blacksmith's association.

It's fine, the Blacksmith Association wasn't too far from East Ocean Academy. He had eaten a good meal at noon and after walking for over half an hour, he finally saw his destination.

The Blacksmith's Guild is easily recognizable, a gray skyscraper about thirty stories high with a giant hammer emblem on top. With this symbol alone, you wouldn't even need a signboard to know it.

Walking through a glass door, you are faced with a ten-meter high glass wall on which is a golden giant hammer sculpture, at least eight meters tall.

Although not as wealthy as the Mech Manufacturing Association, the Blacksmiths' Guild is an indispensable presence. Top blacksmiths enjoy a high social status, rivaling even the most renowned mech masters. Crafting top-tier mechs requires top-tier materials, and those materials need to be processed by master blacksmiths.

The lobby was very spacious, with only two girls in gray business suits at the front desk.

"Brother, who are you looking for!" Seeing Tang Wulin walking over, a pretty girl stood up and greeted him proactively.

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Tang Wulin was a little shy and said, "I, I'm here to take the blacksmith level assessment."ue’na was stunned, speechless. “What happened to Father”Tang Wulin clenched his fists, hatred blazing in his eyes, “It was the Holy Spirit Church! Inside the Soul Transmission Tower…” He gasped for br...