"Do you accept the task of crafting 'Iron Arrowheads'?"

System prompt:

"Craft ten Iron Arrowheads to earn 100 Copper Coins."

"The task can be repeated."

Compared to the task of harvesting rice, Wangchuan naturally chose the crafting task that might bring him more benefits.

Harvesting rice might bring quick money initially, but as the rice fields near the village were harvested, the trips would become longer, and the returns would diminish. How could that compare to the ease here?

Moreover.

Mastering the skill of crafting Iron Arrowheads was much more valuable than forging ordinary long knives.

Arrowheads are consumables!

Blacksmith Sun, unaware of Wangchuan's many thoughts, immediately pulled the bellows and demonstrated at the forge once he agreed:

"Crafting arrowheads is different from other weapons and farm tools."

"Arrowheads are light and sharp, requiring little pig iron."

"The forging doesn't need too many repetitions; folding three or four dozen times is enough."

"The joints need careful handling..."

Blacksmith Sun controlled his strength, meticulously explaining and forging the arrowheads and their joints.

Under Blacksmith Sun's skilled hands, the arrowhead constantly deformed, repeatedly rotated and hammered, quickly taking on the specific shape of an arrow.

"This is a crude arrowhead. Later, it needs to be sharpened. I'll arrange for some hunters to handle these steps."

"Want to give it a try?"

Blacksmith Sun gestured.

Wangchuan immediately stepped forward, pouring a small amount of refined iron into the arrowhead mold, his movements skilled, like a seasoned blacksmith.

Crafting crude arrowheads wasn't that complex. First, repeatedly fold and hammer to remove impurities and enhance toughness. When it's about right, slowly hammer the front into a sharp, flat shape. The rear connection hole hardly needs any work, just rotating and hammering to the right specifications.

The difficulty of forging ordinary crude arrowheads was far below that of Hundred-Tempered Steel Ingots, easily completing the first one.

Using the skill of crafting Hundred-Tempered Steel for ordinary arrowheads was like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

After Blacksmith Sun inspected it, he nodded, indicating approval.

Then it was just a matter of repeating the process mechanically.

The entire crafting process was quick.

Less than ten minutes per piece.

By the end of the night, they had filled a whole basket.

Blacksmith Sun arranged for villagers to come and take them away.

Wangchuan quickly realized:

The speed of making money was quite fast.

A hundred arrowheads brought in a hundred Large Copper Coins, equivalent to a thousand Copper Coins.

In just one night!

The profit from finished weapons was indeed astonishing.

No wonder major nations wanted to be arms dealers.

Wangchuan suddenly felt like changing professions.

Since the profit from crafting weapons was so considerable, far exceeding that of mining, he hoped similar tasks would continue for some time after the Autumn Harvest.

The only regret was that forging arrowheads didn't unlock new skills or offer any attribute rewards.

The next day.

Wangchuan reported early to Lin Dahai, saying Blacksmith Sun had assigned him a new task, so he couldn't participate in the rice harvesting task.

Lin Dahai and the others didn't say much—after all, the village was quite safe.

Moreover...

Wangchuan was no longer a newcomer.

"Then we won't wait for you."

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Harvest the rice!"

A group of miners transformed into relentless reapers, rushing out of the village;

Wangchuan stayed at the Blacksmith Shop, turning into a relentless machine, continuously stacking crude iron arrowheads, completing a hundred pieces by noon...

Earning a thousand Copper Coins;

By afternoon, another thousand Copper Coins;

At night!

By the end of the day, aside from eating, drinking, sleeping, and defecating, Wangchuan spent all his time crafting crude iron arrowheads, earning as much in one day as an ordinary miner would in half a month.

However.

A mere four hundred crude arrowheads seemed far from meeting Blackstone Village's needs.

He saw that all the village guards and hunters were carrying quivers.

Early in the morning, in front of Wang Dalang's pancake shop, he saw Lin Dahai.

Lin Dahai told him that yesterday, the village hunters found a group of wild boars in the rice fields near the mines... After a confrontation, the wild boars fled injured, and a few hunters were hurt.

Heipi vividly described:

"Wangchuan, you wouldn't believe it, those wild boars weighed at least three to four hundred pounds, with skin as tough as hell. Iron arrowheads only left small holes on them."

"Many wild boars had a dozen arrows stuck in them, looking like porcupines, yet they acted as if nothing happened."

"Tsk tsk!"

Everyone marveled.

"......"

Wangchuan's heart was gripped with fear.

He finally understood why Master Blacksmith Sun insisted on continuously crafting iron arrowheads.

At this rate of consumption, the three hundred arrowheads made yesterday were already all used up.

Old Li sighed among the crowd:

"Luckily, we were far away and didn't encounter the wild boars, otherwise, we wouldn't have outrun them."

Heipi agreed:

"You see, there are noticeably fewer miners today."

"Everyone's afraid of dying."

"If you die, your account gets deleted, and you lose your job."

"Rather than risk it for money, it's better to wait out these seven days and mine safely."

Wei Zhe and Zhang Kai exchanged glances, both feeling hesitant.

Lin Dahai said:

"It's not that easy."

"The village can go without iron, but it can't go without grain."

"As long as the rice isn't harvested, the iron mine can't start."

"......"

Everyone realized this made sense.

"When harvesting rice, stay together, don't stray from the group, especially don't get too far from the village hunters..."

"Mm-hmm."

The main group left the village.

Wangchuan returned to the Blacksmith Shop with a heavy heart.

Blacksmith Sun had been waiting for some time.

Seeing Wangchuan enter, Blacksmith Sun said solemnly:

"Yesterday, the village hunters drove away a group of wild boars, thanks to the iron arrowheads you crafted. But today, they'll surely come back to ravage the fields, and our arrowhead stock is low."

"Wangchuan."

"Let's work hard today! We must ensure we keep these wild boars at bay, or if the rice yield is low, the village will have a hard winter."

"Yes, Master."

Wangchuan nodded quickly, taking on the task of crafting crude iron arrowheads again.

The master and apprentice got to work with a flurry of hammering.

The Blacksmith Shop buzzed with activity.

During this time, the Village Chief brought villagers over to take the crafted iron arrowheads.

The Village Chief also brought bad news.

Today, a hunter was accidentally gored in the abdomen by a wild boar's tusk during patrol, bleeding profusely. Although he was brought back, even if he survived, he would likely be severely injured and disabled.

Fortunately, the village hunters, united in their hatred, managed to shoot two wild boars, boosting the villagers' morale, or else the miners might have fled.

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Blacksmith Sun's face was grim, the sound of hammering changing in tone.

Wangchuan looked on in shock.

He heard his master say in a deep voice:

"Wangchuan, ordinary iron arrowheads struggle to inflict lethal damage on wild boars! I will now teach you how to craft Hundred-Tempered Steel Arrowheads."