1917 Chapter Proof, Saint Craftsmith (Seeking Subscriptions)_1

Tang Wulin nodded slightly, his mind already racing with thoughts on how to persuade Ling Wuyue!

Thus, the two of them waited right where they were for a few minutes...

"Jiang Wuyue, where the hell are you? If you don't give me a good reason, it's not over between us!!"

Upon hearing this sentence, Jiang Wuyue and Tang Wulin both looked towards the direction of the voice...

To their surprise, they saw Ling Wuyue hastily approaching!

Tang Wulin scrutinized her carefully and found that she wasn't as unattractive as he had imagined, but she definitely wasn't pretty either, tall and with a strong demeanor, around the same age as Jiang Wuyue!

The woman in question also noticed Jiang Wuyue and Tang Wulin and immediately strode towards them...

Jiang Wuyue looked down at the time, puzzled, and said, "Hmm, I didn't expect you to be so punctual, exactly ten minutes!"

However, Ling Wuyue snapped impatiently at him, "Cut to the chase and spit it out!"

Although she said that, her eyes also glanced at Tang Wulin...

Who is this guy? He's quite good-looking, and I don't think I've seen him before!

Could he have just joined the Blood God Army?

The only reason Jiang Wuyue called me out here is because of him, right?

Jiang Wuyue had his temper too, speaking with an annoyed expression, "Ling Wuyue, what's with your attitude?"

Ling Wuyue sneered, "Heh... if you have nothing to say, I won't waste my breath here!"

With that, she turned to leave...

Jiang Wuyue clenched his teeth and called out to stop her, "Wait... it's this guy who wants to see you, not me!"

Ling Wuyue then stopped in her tracks and turned her gaze back to Tang Wulin...

Seeing her pause, Tang Wulin hurriedly said, "Chief Ling, good day, I am Tang Wulin. I specially requested Officer Jiang to bring me to meet you!"

Ling Wuyue responded coldly, "I don't believe we know each other. Why would you want to see me?"

Tang Wulin paused before saying again, "This... I heard that Chief Ling is an ace mecha master of the army, so I was hoping you could provide me with some help and advice regarding mecha technology!"

Ling Wuyue glanced at him and scoffed, "I don't have the time for that. You can ask Officer Jiang next to you for guidance!"

Jiang Wuyue retorted angrily, "Ling Wuyue, you know very well I'm not skilled with mecha!"

His anger was nearing its limit!

He should never have brought Tang Wulin here to see this crazy woman!

Ling Wuyue arched an eyebrow, "Oh, aren't you proud about not being good with mecha!"

Jiang Wuyue's expression turned frosty, and he said to Tang Wulin beside him, "Tang Wuyulin, let's go. The Blood God Army has more than just one ace mecha master!"

However, Tang Wulin remained unmoved, still looking intently at Ling Wuyue, he said earnestly, "Chief Ling, I won't be asking for your mecha tutoring for free! I am willing to offer something in exchange!"

Ling Wuyue's beautiful eyes flickered, "You? What can you offer?"

Tang Wulin took a deep breath, "I can forge some rare metals for Chief Ling, and of course, maintaining mecha and battle armor is no problem!"

But his words seemed to lack any appeal...

Ling Wuyue said disdainfully, "Wouldn't it be more convenient for me to turn to the army's forging masters?"

The corner of Tang Wulin's mouth lifted slightly, "But... what if I am a Saint Craftsmith? There can't be many of those in the entire Blood God Army, can there?"

Ling Wuyue seemed to have heard a joke, "You, a Saint Craftsmith? Then I might as well claim that I can control a red mecha!"

"Alright, if you've come here just to mock me—without a doubt, you've succeeded!"

Seeing that she didn't believe him in the slightest, Tang Wulin once again said, "If Chief Ling doesn't believe me, I can prove it right here and now!"

Jiang Wuyue, standing beside him, tugged at his sleeve, reminding him, "Tang Wulin, there's no need to humble yourself before this woman. I'll take you to the other ace mecha masters!"

But Tang Wulin shook his head, "I believe Chief Ling is so proud because she must have great confidence in her mecha skills!"

Hearing these words, Ling Wuyue's gaze towards him softened slightly, "Interesting, come with me. If you can prove that you're a Saint Craftsmith, then teaching you mecha skills is not out of the question!"

She wanted to see if this guy genuinely had the skills, or was just bluffing!

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Afterwards, Ling Wuyue led Tang Wulin to her camp and into a private forging room...

Of course, Jiang Wuyue had important matters to attend to and left earlier...

The owner of the forging room was a slightly muscular female officer who exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Ling Wuyue, "Wuyue, what brings you here?"

Ling Wuyue explained, "I need to borrow your forging room for a bit! May I?"

The female officer nodded slightly, "Of course, you can. But when did you start learning about forging, Wuyue? I wasn't aware of that."

Ling Wuyue pointed at Tang Wulin, "It's not me; it's him. He claims to be a Saint Craftsmith!"

The female officer looked at the young man behind Ling Wuyue and laughed lightly, "Stop joking, Wuyue, he looks so young, how could he possibly be a Saint Craftsmith?"

No, there didn't seem to be any Saint Craftsmith of such youth on the entire Continent!

Ling Wuyue shrugged, "I didn't believe it either, but he seems to be quite confident in himself!"

Tang Wulin didn't bother explaining, because convincing these two wouldn't just be a matter of words!

The female officer, with a hint of amusement, said, "Alright then, I have no objections. Handsome, feel free to use any of the equipment in this forging room!"

"Of course, if you cause any damage, you will need to compensate for it at the original price, is that okay?"

Tang Wulin nodded and said, "No problem!"

An impatient Ling Wuyue urged him, "Then let's get started, show me the impressive skills of a Saint Craftsmith!"

Tang Wulin didn't say anything else, but instead walked over to the forging table and took out several rare metals from his storage soul tool...

Seeing these items, the female officer gasped, "Hiss... to think there's so much rare metal, this guy is really something!"

However, that didn't mean she believed he was a Saint Craftsmith!

Next, Tang Wulin casually weighed the heft of a few forging hammers, finding none of them quite right for his hand!

Ultimately, his gaze settled on the bulkiest one...

The female officer seemed to guess his thoughts and warned him, "Handsome, be careful, that forging hammer weighs nearly ten thousand pounds. Even I..."

But before she could finish, Tang Wulin grabbed the hammer and, with veins bulging in his arms, held it up steadily...

Ling Wuyue's pupils contracted as she thought, "To effortlessly lift a ten-thousand-pound forging hammer, his physical strength must be even more terrifying than Jiang Wuyue's, right?"

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