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In the Blacksmith Shop, the flames in the furnace danced.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of burning coke.
Carpenters and blacksmiths crowded together, shoulder to shoulder, watching intently as the slaves moved in a giant contraption.
The forging machine stood over two meters tall, its top almost touching the ceiling,
Everyone's eyes were wide open, trying hard to etch the machine into their minds.
With forging hammers and roller mills preceding it, who doesn't know the Lord's craftsmanship by now?
The Lord's creations must be masterpieces.
News of the forging machine's creation had already spread through the Blacksmith Shop.
Everyone had heard the principles explained by Lord Luo De, so now as they saw the machine, some clever ones began to figure things out.
Especially Hammer.
At this moment, he stood at the very front, his gaze darting back and forth over the forging machine; his heart pounded violently, like a drumstick beating against his chest.
