Blacksmith: You Are Making Mjolnir For The Forging Exam?

Looking at the table that had disappeared, Fang Huilan could not help but click her tongue.

She looked at her son accusatorily and said, "Lying isn't a good habit. I'm already content that you're able to enter a national enterprise. You don't have to say such things to make your mom happy anymore."

Wu Mo felt like vomiting blood when he heard his mother's response.

He could not help but complain in his heart.

"Mom, the neighborhood you're living in now is only for talented people or the family members of scientific researchers who have made contributions to the country.

"If your son was just an ordinary freshman, he wouldn't have received such good treatment."

However, Wu Mo did not care whether his mother could understand or not. He could only accept his mother's words as the truth in his heart.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Wu Mo was ready to part with his parents.

Fang Huilan urged her son not to cause trouble while he worked outside. He should not always stay up late and skip breakfast. His health was his greatest asset.

Old Wu just watched from the side, unable to say anything that was too affectionate.

However, Wu Mo's father had always been like that, never good at expressing himself.

Wu Mo was already used to it.

"Alright, Dad, Mom, you should go in. I'll be leaving now. I'll come back to see you after the new year.

Wu Mo then waved goodbye to his parents.

Old Wu hummed in agreement and did not say anything else.

His mother, on the other hand, had always been sensitive.

Even though she had been urging Wu Mo to go to work, her eyes unwittingly reddened as she stared at Wu Mo's back.

...

"Hu!"

If he wanted to chat and watch the news with his mother again, it seemed that he could only wait until the new year.

Wu Mo got into his ride and looked back at the two elders who were still watching him depart. He sighed in his heart.

Soon, the taxi started, and they left the Peaceful Residential District.

Suppressing the emotions in his heart, Wu Mo began to think about how he could return the mayor's favor.

Not only had the mayor arranged everything, but they had also arranged the best treatment and benefits for his parents.

As a talent of Shanglin City, he should at least make some contributions to the city he was in.

With that thought in mind, Wu Mo decided to settle it for good once he returned after the new year.

Whether it was to increase the city's GDP or to do some welfare construction, these were not the problems that he should consider at the moment.

He needed to mass-produce the Invisibility Armor and develop standard weapons first. These two projects still needed to be completed.

Although there was still a long time before the deadline, Wu Mo had always pursued the habit of solving problems first. He did not want to wait until later to deal with it in a hurry.

At 3.30 pm, Wu Mo's taxi arrived at the only high-speed rail station in Shanglin City.

After paying, he got out of the car.

Wu Mo walked up to the self-service machine and took the ticket he had bought in the morning. Then, after a series of security checks, he successfully entered the waiting hall.

By the time he boarded the train, it was already past four o'clock. Wu Mo set an alarm and leaned on the table to rest.

The train was not crowded, but there was a carriage that could not fit enough people.

Wu Mo heard all kinds of noisy conversations, but he simply filtered them out and went to sleep.

The high-speed train stopped at three stops along the way. It was already 8.30 pm when they were about to reach the capital.

The sky outside the window had become completely dark. Only the silhouettes of some trees and lonely electric poles could be seen.

As a base city, Jingdu had prosperity that other cities could not achieve.

After leaving the high-speed rail station, Wu Mo took a taxi to the fifth Research Department.

When the middle-aged driver heard Wu Mo's destination, his attitude toward the latter immediately became respectful.

"Young man, are you a staff member of the Research Department?"

Facing the driver's question, Wu Mo nodded his head without hiding anything.

"You're so young. I didn't expect you to work in a place like the fifth Research Department. You're a really promising young man.

The driver was obviously surprised, and he looked at Wu Mo with respect.

Along the way, Wu Mo avoided the driver's questions and finally made it to the Research Department before it closed at 10 o'clock.

After taking out the relevant documents, Wu Mo immediately walked in.

He walked on the familiar paths and looked at the brightly lit buildings in the distance. He was a little excited.

When he returned to his villa, Wu Mo sent a message to Academician Xu first.

It indicated that he had returned from the military region.

Then, before the internal reference room closed, he borrowed three new books.

He had already finished reading the previous three. While he had learned a lot, he had gradually understood one particular principle.

No matter how much time was spent, it was still difficult to master certain fields to the proficiency of others.

Yes, he was talking about enhancement, the last step in forging equipment.

Enhancement referred to the ability to use materials to continue improving an equipment's quality after it was formed.

For example, if the surface of a Rare-grade weapon was engraved with a Tier 3 rune and its attributes were enhanced with a high-level scroll, the weapon's grade could be upgraded to Premium or even Epic.

However, Wu Mo had yet to grasp the main points of making an enhancement scroll. He was very familiar with rune enchantment, but when it came to sharp weapons, he had yet to forge something like a sword. Hence, he had never used one before.

In any case, Wu Mo accepted his weaknesses in certain areas.

He had already come to terms with it.

Following a series of procedures, it was almost 11 o'clock when he returned to his residence.

He took out a can of Coke and some fast food from the refrigerator and ate to his heart's content while he listened to some background music.

By the time he finished eating and put all the food his mother had given him into the refrigerator, his eyelids were starting to fight to stay open.

After he forced himself to wash up, he immediately locked the living room door and went back to his bedroom on the second floor to sleep.

Upon returning to his familiar room, he had an unusually good sleep.

In the blink of an eye, it was already nine in the morning.

He got out of bed and stretched.

Wu Mo did not wash up right away. Instead, he approached the desk and started writing in his notebook.

As the saying goes, the palest ink is better than the best memory. He had forgotten about it yesterday because he had been too busy. After waking up, Wu Mo immediately planned to put everything to paper.

A few days ago, he had questioned the soldiers in the military region and received a list of requirements.

The first requirement was for their weapons to be easily portable.

Soldiers had to maintain good mobility on the battlefield. If their weapons were too heavy, it would definitely affect the soldiers' combat ability.

Therefore, he believed that the weapon's weight should not exceed one kilogram.

After all, it was required for close combat, while weapons like swords were suitable for mid-range combat. If the enemy got close, the soldiers would not be able to display their usual skills.

Hence, daggers and hunting knives were more suitable.