Raw Gold and Raw Iron?
That couldn’t be right, could it?
Fu Mo picked up one of the Iron Ingots and weighed it in his hand.
It was quite heavy, weighing at least several dozen kilograms.
Judging by its appearance, there wasn’t a trace of impurity in it.
An Iron Ingot of this quality would be considered pure iron in any smithy, so why did the System identify it as Raw Iron in Minecraft?
And a nugget at that!
Since when did Minecraft have a recipe like this?
But on second thought, it did make sense.
In Minecraft, an iron block was made from nine Iron Ingots, while one cubic meter of pure iron weighed 7.8 tons.
Divided evenly, each of those nine Iron Ingots would weigh at least 866 kilograms.
By that calculation, the Iron Ingot in his hand really could only count as a nugget.
As for why it was a Raw Iron nugget, Fu Mo couldn’t quite figure that out.
“Mr.
Fu Mo, I noticed you frowning.
Is there something wrong with the Iron Ingot?”
Tingyun glanced curiously between Fu Mo and the Iron Ingot in his hand.
She had carefully compared the products of several factories before purchasing these Iron Ingots, so their quality was guaranteed.
Why did Fu Mo look so dissatisfied?
“It differs slightly from what I had in mind.
Tingyun, may I process it here?”
“I don’t mind, but you said it differs from what you had in mind?”
Tingyun had to object to that.
She had personally selected this iron with great care.
Fu Mo’s words were undoubtedly questioning her judgment.
“Mr.
Fu Mo, this is top-quality pure iron.
There isn’t the slightest impurity in it!”
Seeing that Tingyun seemed displeased, Fu Mo took the Crafting Table and Furnace from his Inventory.
As he stuffed all the Iron Ingots from the cart into the Crafting Table and crafted them into Raw Iron for reforging, he explained,
“Tingyun, with your eye for quality, I’m sure there are no issues with its purity.
My requirements are simply a little stricter in other respects.”
With that, Fu Mo placed the finished Raw Iron into the Furnace, then added some wooden planks as fuel and lit it.
However, when she saw Fu Mo using an extremely crude-looking Furnace to reprocess the Iron Ingots on the spot, confusion crept into her eyes.
The Iron Ingots she had brought back had already been forged to the highest possible standard by those craftsmen.
Even the geniuses of the Genius Society or Intelligentsia Guild couldn’t improve them any further without altering the properties of the iron itself.
By putting them through the Furnace again, wasn’t Fu Mo doing the equivalent of buying someone else’s chocolate for Valentine’s Day, melting it down, and reshaping it?
It was completely unnecessary.
If Fu Mo hadn’t been brought here by Qingque, and if Tingyun hadn’t heard a little about what had happened in the Abandoned Realm last night, she would have had security throw him out.
He had obviously come here just to cause trouble!
The more she thought about it, the more agitated Tingyun became, and the faster she waved her fan.
Before she could wave it more than a few times, however, Fu Mo suddenly reached toward the small Furnace and pulled out an Iron Ingot identical in size and shape to the one he had placed inside.
[Achievement Unlocked: Getting Tough!]
[Achievement Points Obtained: 10]
Excellent.
He now had forty Achievement Points.
Once he completed one more achievement, he could choose a new small MOD.
At that sight, Tingyun finally lost her composure.
“Mr.
Fu Mo, how is this processed Iron Ingot…
any different from before?”
Its luster, size, and shape were all virtually identical.
This was no longer like buying someone else’s chocolate, melting it down, and reshaping it into his own creation.
This was simply heating it for a moment and then insisting he’d made the chocolate himself!
“There is a difference.
It’s much heavier.”
As Fu Mo spoke, he held the Iron Ingot out to Tingyun so she could experience it for herself.
Still skeptical, Tingyun folded away her fan and reached out to accept the Iron Ingot.
The moment it landed in her hand, she felt its tremendous weight, and her entire body pitched forward beneath it.
Tingyun cried out in alarm and desperately tried to steady herself, but it was already too late.
Just as she was about to fall, Fu Mo quickly reached out, supporting her body with one hand while using the other to help hold up the hand gripping the Iron Ingot.
Even so, the weight of the Iron Ingot still caused her hand intense pain.
Only after Fu Mo took the Iron Ingot from her did she grimace and shake her aching hand.
Looking down, she saw that the Iron Ingot had left a rectangular red mark on her previously fair palm.
Seeing this, Qingque hurried forward in concern.
“Tingyun, are you all right?”
“I’m fine.”
“Mr.
Fu Mo, why is this Iron Ingot so heavy?”
Even from that brief contact, she could tell that the Iron Ingot Fu Mo had reforged weighed several times more than the previous ones!
Fu Mo’s next answer confirmed her guess.
“Because this Iron Ingot was smelted from the nine Iron Ingots you brought out earlier.
Naturally, it’s much heavier.”
“How many?
Nine?!”
Tingyun couldn’t help crying out in surprise.
She hadn’t expected Fu Mo to be capable of smelting nine Iron Ingots together without changing the resulting ingot’s volume.
He had clearly used some kind of advanced technology she didn’t understand.
What baffled Tingyun even more was that this was only a piece of iron.
Was it really necessary to use such advanced technology on it?
Moreover, barely a dozen seconds had passed since Fu Mo began smelting it.
Wasn’t that efficiency far too high?
With a merchant’s sharp instincts, Tingyun immediately sensed that something was amiss and abruptly turned toward the Furnace, which measured exactly one cubic meter.
At first, she had assumed it was merely a portable Furnace that couldn’t compare to advanced furnaces in either processing capacity or efficiency.
Now, however, it seemed this tiny Furnace contained technology far beyond that of most furnaces on the Luofu!
“Mr.
Fu Mo, were you able to produce an Iron Ingot of this quality because of this Furnace?”
Fu Mo didn’t know why Tingyun had suddenly become so curious about it, but he still gave an affirmative hum.
After receiving his confirmation, Tingyun eagerly stepped closer.
Her subtly alluring eyes sparkled as she stared intently at Fu Mo.
She moved so close that the scent of her perfume flooded his nose, making him instinctively lean back slightly.
“Mr.
Fu Mo, I have a favor to ask.
Can this Furnace be mass-produced?
How much would it cost?
Would you be willing to part with it?”
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T/N: If you spot mistranslation, do tell me!
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Shilling time!