Two months have passed in a flash. Some people have gradually become familiar with the new sword refining method, while others are still struggling with tasks that are due every three days.
Maybe it was easier to see people paying tasks. Only a few people were taken into the dark room for punishment a few times, and then very few people went in again.
So just one month after the new mission started, the difficulty was raised again, to nine swords being paid each time.
The increasing difficulty of the tasks left people no time to think about anything else, and they could only refine the sword day and night.
After two months of familiarity, Liangchen was finally able to refine fourteen materials, and the sword-making rate increased to between eleven and twelve.
Because Ji'an can only refine ten materials, the success rate of eight or nine swords often fails to complete the task, so he is still wandering on the task line.
Fortunately, he handed over the two materials that could not be refined to Liangchen, and Liangchen would always give him two finished swords.
This allowed him to complete the task safely and in exchange for the elixir.
The other people in Bajia's room also grew steadily, and Xin Sai could make ten swords at a time.
Lei Zhitian also has a similar sword-making rate as Xin Sai, but he only needs two or three more high-grade swords.
During this time, Hua Houxue began to work harder to learn from the other three people and was able to complete the task on her own.
In the middle, Miss Hongyu from the Yan family came to see Lei Zhitian again.
Lei Zhitian didn't seem to want to see her very much, and he was in a low mood for many days after coming back.
Liangchen stopped the questions in his mind and did not ask about the relationship between the two.
After all, he also knows the feeling of being stabbed in the back by a friend, and it seems that the two of them have a close relationship.
The Hongyu girl came to visit these two times, and Lei Zhitian must be someone he values very much.
Why push it into this pit of fire! ? It’s really hard to understand.
Liangchen was still as busy and fulfilling as before. Sometimes he thought that if he could continue like this, it would be a good life.
You never have to worry about tasks, everyone should call you "Master Ye" when they see you!
Do what you like to do every day, and through hard work you can get enough spiritual gold and elixirs.
This seems to be either a prison or the life I wanted before!
"No! This is all superficial!" Then he shook his head. Get rid of this ridiculous idea in your mind!
Although the scene of the bone dance gradually blurred, it seemed that the screams of those people could still be heard.
Not seeing the light of day all year round, refining weapons day and night, people who are oppressed and wandering on the task line are oppressed.
The numb expression when handing in the task, and the unknown fate waiting for you ahead!
"How did I become like this?!"
The extremely high sword completion rate, which is different from ordinary people's high-grade rate, allows you to not worry about missions.
People who often ask for advice satisfy the sense of existence and vanity that have been suppressed for a long time.
It seems that here, I am no longer the shopkeeper of a weapons shop, but the "Master Ye" respected by everyone!
"Because of this, I forgot that I am still an ant in the eyes of others!"
Liangchen felt a sense of shame in his heart.
"Work harder! Work harder! Even if we are ants, we must become the strongest group!"
"Become strong. Control your own destiny!"
He thought secretly in his heart!
...
The tasks have been changed, but the days are still moving forward like water.
There is no big conflict of interest between people in this Sword Furnace, there is no need for intrigues, and the harsh punishment makes people don't have to worry about anyone harming them.
People are busy every day, smiling and saying hello when they meet.
Except for the occasional scream or two, it reminds people where they are.
Everything looks so quiet and peaceful on the surface!
...
Just like that, two years have passed!
A year ago, the difficulty of the task increased again, and each person needed to hand over ten swords.
Two years later, some people are still struggling painfully on the task line, while others are still content with a slight profit, but the good times have never stopped moving forward.
From time to time, people who have difficulty completing tasks will come to ask for advice, and there are also some masters of weapon refining who come here to exchange their experiences.
The entrustment of Ulma to purchase weapon refining secret books has never stopped. Although not as many as before, I can still receive a few occasionally.
Thanks to Ji'an's time-consuming refining method, some materials are saved every time and left to him.
After a lot of hard work, he was able to successfully refine fourteen ingredients. When he tried to refine the fifteenth ingredient, he found that he couldn't complete it no matter how hard he racked his brains, and finally had to give up.
But just like that, a large number of weapon refining, long-term communication, eager to study various secrets, coupled with the requirement for himself to keep improving, made his sword refining rate steadily increase.
Fourteen to ten!
Fourteen to eleven!
Fourteen to twelve!
Step by step, we finally stopped at an astonishing thirteen swords!
Occasionally, it will become fourteen swords, but the chance is very small.
And among these thirteen swords, there are five or six top-grade swords!
If this terrifying probability were to spread, no one would be able to believe it!
...
On this good day, I was refining a sword in the refining room, and Lei Zhitian walked in.
These days, Lei Zhitian completed his mission and often came to his room to choose some weapons-refining books to read.
Liangchen was refining weapons while Lei Zhitian was reading books.
After waiting for a while, he finished refining a sword and stopped to rest.
Lei Zhitian looked at him and suddenly said:
"Our mission is coming to an end."
"Yeah, it's almost done. There are still two more." Liangchen thought he was saying that his mission was about to end.
"I mean our mission is about to end." Lei Zhitian repeated.
"What do you mean? Did you hear some news that we have to change tasks again?" Liangchen asked as if he didn't understand.
"Our days here are coming to an end!" Lei Zhitian said something that shocked him extremely calmly.
"Ah! Where did you know that?" Liangchen seemed to be in disbelief and asked in surprise with his mouth wide open.
"Hongyu told me some time ago." Lei Zhitian said.
"Hongyu? Who is she? What is her relationship with you? Why did I come here to arrest you?" Liangchen asked several questions in succession, as if he wanted to ask all the doubts in his heart.
"She is also a miserable person, and I used to be in love, and I was forced to come in here because I had no choice but to arrest you.
Over the years, she has come to me several times to explain to me and ask for forgiveness.
Alas, after so long, I have looked away and forgiven her long ago. "Lei Zhitian said softly.
"After the mission is completed, will you let us go?" Liangchen asked a more concerned question.
"Listen to what she said, she should let us go." Lei Zhitian said.
"About when?" Liangchen asked again.
"Just these two months." Lei Zhitian thought for a moment and said.
"Then have you talked to Brother Xin and the others?" Liangchen asked.
"No, Hongyu asked me to just talk to you. She said that once the mission is completed, she will find a way to take us away first.
Let me tell you in advance so that you can feel at ease and don't wait to make any other moves. "Lei Zhitian said.
Liangchen originally had a lot of questions, but for a moment he didn’t know what to say.
"Alas~" he sighed and sat down to think.
"I took these two books and hope to deliver them to you." Seeing that he was silent, Lei Zhitian picked up the two books and said.
"Yeah. Take it."
Liangchen seemed to be still immersed in the joy of seeing the sun again. He didn't even raise his head and responded casually. He didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. . .
