Spirit Deficiency

The spirit energy in everyone's mind was extremely thin before they reached the level of a five-star blacksmith. That was also one of the difficulties to overcome when attempting a Tier 2 magic array.

Nevertheless, Wu Mo was not the type of person who could not accept defeat.

He had faced at least a 1,000 failures in a week within the forging space.

To him, failure was as common as eating and drinking.

After he composed himself, Wu Mo tried again. This time, he adjusted the accuracy of each stroke to a higher level. At the same time, he began to use all kinds of methods to save his mental energy in order to achieve a higher completion rate.

He wandered between the process of failure and backtracking for a long time.

As a result, there was only one thought left in his mind: success.

Gradually, Wu Mo discovered that his spiritual power seemed to increase a little. Now, he could complete 85% of his progress while he was awake.

There were even a few times when he saw the Silver Scale Magic Array begin to take form.

That greatly encouraged his spirit. Although he was still a long way from success, these changes were enough to comfort him and allow him to continue to improve!

His surroundings within the Divine-grade Forging Space were in a state of chaos. Only Wu Mo stood alone in his original spot.

His expression alternated between joy and contemplation. As his heart underwent the repeated trials, it became steadier and more tenacious.

There was no sound and no smell in the space; it was enough to make one go crazy.

However, Wu Mo was intoxicated. His entire body and mind had already sunk into silence.

He was only focused on the cloak, which was covered in silver edges, as well as the ray of white light from the backtrack function!

In the end, Wu Mo reached a state where he was even oblivious to himself. He did not notice the flow of time in the forging space at all.

He blacked out at a certain point, not realizing what had happened.

...

When Wu Mo woke up again, it was already six in the morning.

He opened his eyes and looked at the bedroom's ceiling in a daze.

He did not regain his senses for a long time. He felt as if he had been away from this world for a long time.

He climbed out of bed with some difficulty, and his temples felt a little swollen.

"What's wrong with me?"

Upon looking down at his hand, Wu Mo was slightly baffled. He clearly remembered that he had not exited the forging space at all. Why was he suddenly back in the real world?

While he was puzzled, a synthetic electronic voice echoed in his mind.

[The host is currently in a state of energy deficiency. Eight hours ago, due to exhaustion of mental energy, the host automatically exited the forging space. Current mental energy is at 35%.]

Hearing the system's description, Wu Mo seemed to recall something.

Yesterday, he had stayed in the forging space for too long. Coupled with his repeated drawing of the magic array, it had caused a problem with his mental energy.

It was likely that these reasons were the cause of his memory loss.

"Isn't that a little forced?"

Wu Mo got out of bed and entered the bathroom. He washed his face and looked at his pale complexion in the mirror.

"System, can I check my current condition?" he could not help but say with a bitter smile.

Wu Mo touched his chin and felt that something was wrong with his complexion. He was a little worried, so he immediately read what the interface had pulled up.

[The interface has been summoned. The host's information is as follows. 

[Name: Wu Mo.

[Age: 19

[Skills: Level 2 Drawing, Level 2 Furnace Control, Level 1 Rough Forging, Level 1 Array Drawing.

[Vitality Attributes: Strength 5, Spirit Energy 8, Agility 4.

[Overall Evaluation: An outstanding four-star blacksmith.

[Equipment: Premium Armor-piercing Short Staff, Rare Interspatial Ring, incomplete cloak.

[Current Status: Lack of spirit (decrease in concentration)]

Looking at the light blue panel floating in front of him, Wu Mo curled his lips and could not stop himself from complaining.

"How objective. It seems that I should train my physical strength. I have to make some arrangements to go on a run every morning."

Wu Mo was hungry when he arrived in the kitchen. He casually cooked a bowl of frozen wontons. Not long after he finished eating, the alarm clock in his bedroom rang.

After Wu Mo packed his things, he slipped his phone into his pocket, put on his shoes, and went downstairs, prepared to go to school.

It was Monday, and he had classes taught by Zhou Yan. Wu Mo did not want to lose points when he was about to graduate, so he did not plan to skip classes again.

Although he had been pressed for time recently, he needed to prepare for the graduation assessment and forge defensive equipment to participate in the competition with Unique Treasure Hall.

However, as long as the Divine-grade Forging Space still existed, he was not worried that there would be any problems.

Even though he was currently unable to produce a Tier 2 magic array, the hundred or so retraces from yesterday had allowed him to understand a lot of things.

Wu Mo was confident that he would definitely be able to finish the cloak tonight!

As he walked along the path that was lined with trees, he heard the rustling sound of the breeze brushing past the leaves. Wu Mo took a deep breath and quickened his pace.

At that moment, there were a few students walking together not far behind him. They were staring at Wu Mo's back and pointing at him as if they were discussing something.

The same situation happened many times along that path, but Wu Mo did not pay attention to it. He went straight to the class and sat in his seat.

He did not know how much public opinion had been stirred up by his actions at Treasure Pavilion yesterday, and how famous he was now.

He continued to sit in his place with an indifferent expression, not noticing that the people around him were giving him strange looks.

Perhaps Wu Mo had gotten used to the way those people looked at him.

By this time, more than half of the class had arrived, including Wei Jiaming, the culprit who had started the dispute between the chambers of commerce. Jiang Mengyao was also there, sitting behind Wu Mo. 

After a day of criticizing him, the students in the class were no longer surprised.

Even so, there were always one or two students who liked to attract attention, deliberately stirring up trouble.

Two of the students were such characters. When they saw Wu Mo attend class, it did not take long for them to deliberately start a loud discussion to embarrass Wu Mo in front of everyone in the class.

Wu Mo had stolen their limelight, and the two of them did not want to let it go just like that.

"Huh? Why do I sense a horrendous smell in class? Do you guys smell it?"

"Do you still have to ask? A piece of rat feces has ruined everything in our class. Now, the school's forum is saying that our group has a 'crouching dragon and phoenix' chick. It has completely embarrassed the academy."

"His name is even on Shanglin City's portal. He's amazing."

Right then, the weird discussions of the twins immediately echoed in the quiet classroom.

That made many people turn their attention to Wu Mo. After all, such a big incident had happened yesterday, so it was impossible for anyone who was connected to the Internet to not know about it.

The students looked at Wu Mo with disdain and hatred, while some just felt pity.