Chapter Thirty-Nine: You Can't Even Eat Dinner Properly
."Why are you in such a hurry Just get to the point." Xie Xiezhi had just returned because he had something to tell him."Relax, I'm not here to fight you." Xie Xi rolled his eyes. "I'm doing this for...Please collect, recommend votes, and click on member.
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Tang Wulin discovered a problem: eating while standing seemed to allow him to eat more than when he sat down.
A crowd had already gathered around him.
“This guy's stomach isn't that big, how can he eat so much He's about to break the record. I remember our intermediate department's steamed bun record was forty-three. How many has this guy eaten”
"Forty-five years old, and he's broken it already. Amazing! And look at him, not even struggling. That's a whole palm-sized bun! The buns from the academy have always been this big."
Zhou Changxi was already dumbfounded. He always thought he had a big appetite, but after twenty steamed buns, he was so full that he couldn't move.
This is pure meat filling. Served with vegetable soup.
Tang Wulin wasn't just eating baozi, he was also drinking soup. He ate five baozi and took a big gulp of soup. Looking at him like that, it seemed like he was enjoying himself immensely.
The buns are really delicious. The palm-sized buns have fillings like big meat balls. Taking a bite, it's sizzling with oil. They're just too good.
The key is, enough is enough!
"Excuse me, everyone." After eating the 50th steamed bun, Tang Wulin once again walked towards the window of the canteen.
Yun patted Zhou Changxi's shoulder, "Let's go, let's clean up the mess. After eating, you don't even scold me anymore. 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, and then he watched as Tang Wulin brought over another plate of twenty steamed buns.
When at home, Tang Wulin's eating habits were always a headache for Tang Ziran and Lan Yue. The child was simply too much of an eater. Even when Na’er was around, the two would even compete in eating.
Zhou Changxi's appetite was already formidable among his peers, but Tang Wulin's was simply at a mutated 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 admit defeat, I'll go back to clean my dorm room first. You continue to break records."
"Mmm!" Tang Wulin didn't really care about winning or losing. To him, the most important thing was to eat his fill.
Finally, the steamed buns record in the intermediate department canteen was fixed at eighty, and five large bowls of vegetable soup were added.
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When Tang Wulin walked out of the dining hall contentedly, there were already a scattering of eyeballs on the floor behind him.
When they returned to the dorm, Zhou Changxi was cleaning. Tang Wulin didn't really let him wash his clothes for him; instead, he washed them himself. Yun also started helping Zhou Changxi clean. The atmosphere in the dorm seemed much more harmonious.
Just as they were almost finished cleaning, Xie Xie returned with a towel wrapped around his face. His face had visibly swollen down considerably, but his complexion was still grim.
"Here you go!" He threw a paper package to Tang Wulin.
Tang Wulin opened it and found a stack of Federation coins inside. Looking at this large stack of money, Tang Wulin couldn't help but be stunned.
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At first, he earned three million credits in Aolai City, but it took him three whole years! For these rich people, though, it was just a matter of hand.
"After school tonight, after you're done with classes, follow me." Xie Xi said coldly.
"Good!" Tang Wulin readily agreed.
"Yun Dao said, 'Xie Xie, let it go. We'll still be in the same dorm room for six years.'"
Xie Xie gave him a cold glare and directly lay down on her lower bunk.
Tang Wulin said to Yun, "I'm going out this afternoon. It's okay"
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Yundao: "It's not officially the start of school yet, so nothing will happen! But you have to be back before lights out. Otherwise, you'll get in trouble."
When he heard the word "punishment," Tang Wulin's heart clenched. He wasn't afraid of being punished, but he was afraid of being fined.
"I can do that."
After washing his soiled clothes and bedding, he walked out on his own. Following Mang's instructions, after arriving here, he was to go to a certain place. This place was called: the Blacksmith's Association.
Meng gave him an address, his workshop in the East Sea City. There was no one there, but there was a forge that Tang Wulin could use.
Mag told him he needed to register with the Blacksmith's Association now, and then he could take on some work there. It was both work and training. Every month, Mag would come back here to check his progress and teach him new blacksmithing knowledge.
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After absorbing the Grass Snake Golden Light, Tang Wulin placed a lot more importance on forging than before. Especially after completing the Thousand Forges, he realized that his future profession would likely be like his teacher, a blacksmith. So, he absolutely couldn't slack off and had to continue learning forging diligently. Besides, forging could make money! It could help support his family. In the future, he still wanted to travel across the land and search for Na'er's whereabouts – all of this required money.
He hadn't asked where the Cloud Forging Association was located in the dorm because he didn't want his classmates to know that he was a blacksmith.
After paying his fine at the Academic Affairs Office, Tang Wulin finally walked out of the academy.
The strangeness of Douluo City once again brought a slight pressure to Tang Wulin's heart. It was still better in Aolai City, where the entire city felt relaxed.
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Although he didn't know where the Blacksmiths' Guild was, with a mouth underneath his nose, he could always ask. After several inquiries, he had gotten a rough idea of where it was located.
The East Sea City was enormous, many times larger than the Aolai City. In order to save money, Tang Wulin walked entirely on foot towards the blacksmith association.
Anyway, the Smithing Association wasn't too far from the East Sea Academy. He had eaten a good lunch and after walking for over half an hour, he saw his destination.
The Blacksmith's Guild is easily recognizable: a gray building about thirty stories high with a giant hammer symbol on top. You don't even need a sign with that emblem.
Step through a glass door, and you are faced with a ten-meter-high glass wall. On the wall is a golden hammer sculpture, at least eight meters high.
The Blacksmiths' Association, though not as wealthy as the Mech Makers' Association, is nonetheless indispensable. Top-tier blacksmiths enjoy a similarly high social standing, rivaling even those mech masters. Crafting top-tier mechs requires top-tier materials, and those top-tier materials require the expertise of master blacksmiths to process.
The grand hall was very spacious, with only two girls in gray business suits manning the front desk.
"Brother, who are you looking for!" Watching Tang Wulin walk over, a pretty girl stood up and greeted him proactively.
Tang Wulin was a bit shy and said, "I, I'm here to take the blacksmith level assessment."io as if it were metal, swiftly entering that ethereal state he experienced during his forging.Two streaks of gray light flared simultaneously, the right hammer struck the chest, blocking the wooden s...