Blacksmith: You Are Making Mjolnir For The Forging Exam?

He hated owing people favors the most. Even the cute Professor Zhou Yan could not get away with it!

At that moment, in the office on the teaching building's fifth floor, Zhou Yan and the three teaching assistants were all dumbfounded when they saw the beautiful headgear and the custom-made bracelet that did not really stand out. The headgear was emitting a purple glow

As for the culprit, Wu Mo, he returned to his single dormitory to pack up his luggage, hiding his achievements and fame.

At that moment, a wave of shouts came from outside. The middle-school students, who were about to board the train tomorrow and go their separate ways, threw the examination papers that tested their knowledge of forging down the fence.

It was as if it was raining paper from the sky.

The dormitory manager and cleaning lady backed up against the wall and scolded the little b*stards.

Wu Mo took his luggage out from under the bed and packed all his important things into suitcases.

He was not affected by the situation outside at all.

Each person's joys and sorrows were not related. At that moment, he only found the kids outside too noisy.

The special ceremony did not quieten down until ten o'clock in the evening.

By then, Wu Mo was lying down in his empty bedroom, looking at the bright moon outside through the window.

He could not help but feel a ripple in his heart.

As the bright moon reflected his face, his homesickness was like surging spring water that could not be blocked.

Although he was a transmigrator, his experiences over the past month had allowed him to build a strong relationship with his parents.

In addition to the memories that existed in his mind, he had been aware of them since he was young.

At the earliest point of his memories, his parents had always been dressed in simple clothes.

They had been farmers for decades, with their faces facing the yellow earth and their backs facing the sky. Both of them were constantly sunburned.

Whether it was the first month of school or the last week of graduation, in the past three years, his parents had regularly transferred money to his bank card.

They were afraid that their son would starve in a faraway place.

Moreover, the transfer information on the bank card would always be accompanied by his parents' thoughts and care.

They always told him to eat well, drink plenty of water in summer, study but not until he tired himself out, and not always stay up late and damage his body.

Although the notes read like a chattering old lady, every time Wu Mo saw them, his heart would feel warm.

He knew that thousands of miles away, there were still two lovely people who would always worry about him.

With his parents behind him, he had the courage to travel around. If this connection was broken, he would become the loneliest child in the world.

Looking at the messages on his phone, Wu Mo could not help but tear up.

He thought of how his parents treated him when he was young.

They were just ordinary farmers, but they had to bear tough times and send him to the best school thousands of miles away.

He had to have a stubborn mind and give him a better life.

The only people in the world who could treat him so selflessly were his parents.

Now that he had finally made it, it was time for him to go back.

He would go back and tell his parents that everything they had done together was worth it.

He was their pride!

Feeling moved, Wu Mo's sleepiness vanished as he looked at the moonlight.

Just as he was considering whether or not he should enter the forging space to practice, an unread message appeared on his phone.

"When I woke up to drink water, I noticed that there was a light on your side. You still haven't gone to bed at this hour?"

When Wu Mo looked at the message on his phone, he did not know whether to laugh or cry.

D*mn it, this girl's excuse was really lame.

Although he had never been to the female dormitory, the two dormitory buildings were identical.

The bedroom windows in the female dormitory building did not face his side at all. If she wanted to see his room, she had to go to the storage room next to the hall.

"I'm feeling homesick. I'm not asleep yet."

He did not want to expose her lie, so after some thought, he sent her back a message.

"Isn't your bus leaving at nine in the morning tomorrow? You're going to be late if you don't sleep now."

Right then, Jiang Mengyao, who was standing in the storage room, was looking at the male dormitory 200 meters away.

There was light in most of the windows. Although the distance was so far that she could not see clearly, she still managed to spot the light that belonged to Wu Mo.

Her infatuated gaze seemed to be saying something.

"Hmm, I got it. Sleep early too. Even if we don't see each other after graduation, we can still text, right?"

Reading Wu Mo's reply on her phone, Jiang Mengyao's smile was sweeter than honey.

She carefully closed the window and returned to her bedroom.

After replying to his goodnight wish, she immediately covered herself in the blanket and felt joy.

Night fell, and the rooms in the dormitory plunged into darkness little by little.

Meanwhile, in the principal's lounge...

"Is it done?" the gray-haired principal sat on his bed and asked in a cold voice.

"It's done, Principal Qiu. The teacher who suggested Wu Mo and Wei Jiaming fight on the day of the assessment has been dismissed, and his salary has been recalled. The student named Wei Jiaming has also been blacklisted by the Forging Education Bureau, and he won't be able to attend any school in Shanglin City or even in the surrounding counties."

"Mm... Release this news tomorrow. Don't let others think that the Divine Arms Academy can be easily provoked!"

"Yes, Sir!"

The call then ended.

Principal Qiu stood up from the bedside, the heroic spirit on his face was completely different from his usual aged appearance.

He raised his head to look at the silver plate hanging in the sky, and his eyes were filled with disdain.

...

The next day, Wu Mo dragged his luggage through the corridor as he walked on the academy's grounds.

There were many students carrying blankets and luggage around. Most of them had a smile on their face, which was difficult to hide.

Although they were not on the honor roll, getting their graduation certificates and ribbons was the most glorious moment for them in more than ten years.

Wu Mo sent a message to Jiang Mengyao and then walked out of the gate with a smile on his face.

Looking at the Divine Arms Academy's four large and graceful stone steles in front of the main door, he smiled.

Then, he took a cab and drove toward the train station.

Embarking on the journey home made Wu Mo somewhat excited.

Listening to the Shanglin City's blend broadcast from the radio station, his mood was rather happy.

However, at this moment, the middle-aged driver looked at Wu Mo who was sitting in the back row, and his expression was somewhat stunned.

This student did not look like a rich second-generation, so how could he dare to take a cab?

One had to know that the cheapest cars now cost ¥700,000 to ¥800,000. If it was better, it would start at ¥2,000,000.

Besides, the cab fare was in the triple digits because of the far distance. How could an ordinary person afford to take a cab?

"Let's go to Shanglin City railway station."

Wu Mo directly took out his phone and transferred the money over. Only then did the driver start the car in peace.

It was 8:30 am.

Wu Mo walked into the waiting hall with his luggage.

The train arrived at the station with a whining sound. Many students carrying their luggage scrambled to get on the train.

After all, the train was a public transport facility. Even the children of poor families could afford it.

Wu Mo got on the train and placed his luggage on the shelf above his head.

After that, he sat down, twisted open the drink he had just bought, and took a sip.

This train from the satellite city of Shanglin to the satellite city of Lin Chang was 70% full of students, and some of them were small merchants.

Each of them was carrying large and small bags of goods. By the time they had placed their luggage, they were already so tired that their heads were covered in sweat.

Wu Mo looked at the platform and the scenery outside that were slowly retreating, and a happy smile hung on the corner of his mouth.