Feng's New Life

~CLANG~ CLANG~ CLANG~

"HAAA~ finally…" Feng placed down the hammer and tossed a flattened piece of metal into the pile next to him.

One could already see over a hundred similar pieces of metal in the pile, all hammered in the same way. Some of them even had faint cracks in them, showing the power with which they had been hammered.

If one looked around, one would see that there were several other such piles in the hall, with many people hammering metal like Feng. The only difference was… Feng's pile was easily three times the size of the average pile here.

His performance was good enough to catch the attention of a few workers.

"Is that really a newbie?" One of the workers wondered.

"Yeah… the way he hammers is like he's a professional blacksmith and not a mere pounder." The worker next to him answered.