How come I was the one being targeted?

Master Gongshu frowned and subconsciously wanted to ask someone to kick out this guy who looked so stupid, but when he saw that Bai Jun seemed to know her, he had to point in the direction of the workshop. Su Shang raised her chin proudly and dragged Bai Jun towards the door.

The so-called golden man is an auxiliary robot forged by the Xianzhou Alliance using ancient mechanical techniques. Countless years ago, the golden man sailed with the Xianzhou to seek immortal recipes, supervise and assist humans in wars.

Thousands of years have passed, and after experiencing the catastrophe of the Jin Rebellion, most of the Jin men today are only one to three meters tall, and their functions are also different.

The golden men widely used in the alliance were mostly one or two meters long and were specially used for loading and unloading goods. The combat-type golden men that Su Chang had seen were at most three meters long and moved slowly. They were like toys in front of the Xuanyuan Sword.

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Looking up at the workshop, there was a huge golden figure that was as tall as a hill, almost six meters high, and completely black. In his left hand was a golden punishment pestle, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent. Su Chang swallowed hard, feeling that this thing could help her quickly pass the next round with just one elbow.

"Bai, Bai Jun, is there something wrong with this..."

"Yes, it's much more difficult than I imagined. It may be a very difficult and tough battle."

Bai Jun's voice suddenly appeared in the distance. Su Chang turned around in fear and found that he had already run out the door and was about to lock it. She immediately shouted at him anxiously, "No, Bai Jun! You are so powerful, it should be your turn!"

Bai Jun showed a puzzled expression and sighed innocently, "What are you talking about? How can the dignified Cloud Cavalry hand over the enemy to a mere civilian? Besides, didn't you say from the beginning that I could bring any trouble to you?"

"Come on, I'll go get you some reinforcements. For the rest of the time, please do your best to stop this rampaging golden man."

"You, you can't leave me! Help!"

Amid Su Chang's terrified screams and cries, Bai Jun slammed the door shut.

Sky-Splitting Watchman Star, Bright Heavenly Fire: Chapter 61 "The Holy Judgement of Heavenly Fire" (4k1)

By the time Bai Jun and his men arrived again, about fifteen minutes had passed.

There were still loud noises of smashing and looting coming from the workshop, but the good thing was that Su Chang's embarrassing screams could no longer be heard. Perhaps she was fighting fiercely with the Jin people.

"Don't be afraid, kid. I'm coming."

This made Bai Jun feel a little relieved. With a sound, he kicked the door open easily.

Although she looks like a brainless little girl with nothing to her good looks, Su Shang is, after all, a serious Cloud Rider who has passed the assessment. In addition, she has been learning swordsmanship with Su Yi since she was young. Even if she is not as talented as Yan Qing, her level is surprisingly high among her peers.

Moreover, it can be seen from the competition this morning that her foundation is very good, but she lacks training and practical experience. Because of this, Bai Jun was able to lock her up in the workshop with peace of mind. His original intention was to hone her character through methods such as fighting chess, and to see where her limits are.

But now it seems... we haven't found the upper limit, but it seems that we have discovered the lower limit.

The burly, dark-colored golden man used the punishment pestle in his left hand to smash things around in the workshop. Su Chang, far from being as heroic as imagined, was like a frightened raccoon, hanging from a beam by some unknown means, clutching the beam and trembling in the air. The moment she saw Bai Jun, she cried out all the grievances that had been pent up in her heart as if she had seen a cat.

"Wooah, Bai Jun, you're finally here, hurry up and save me!"

"Go on, kid. I won't disturb you."

Bai Jun's expression was indescribable. He turned around and was about to close the door again, but the violent golden man seemed to notice the movement in front of the door and instantly locked his murderous gaze on Bai Jun and his group.

Bai Jun didn't react much, but the others around him were nervous as if they were facing a great enemy, and they all stood in front of him, "Master Baiye, it's very dangerous here. For your own safety, you should evacuate first."

"How many times have I told you not to call me that? It's always embarrassing... Forget it, all of you get out of the way. I'll handle this next."

Bai Jun sighed, suddenly tied up his hair, then walked through the crowd in front of him and came to the front.

Just when everyone thought he was about to draw the long sword from his waist, his left hand suddenly pulled out a black and white pistol with a gold-plated barrel from the void and aimed it at the Jin man rushing towards him in the distance.

As soon as the trigger was pulled, a ferocious flame roared out from the muzzle.

The next second, a deep crack was suddenly blasted into the body forged from fine steel, and the scattered parts were completely scrapped as the core was pierced. As the core drive emitted a crackling sound of electricity, there was a loud bang, and the scrapped parts collapsed to the ground neatly.

All kinds of martial arts, this is the "Holy Judgment of Heavenly Fire".

Ever since he discovered that the Holy Judgment of Heavenly Fire had a vague tendency to be used, Bai Jun spent half a night studying it and finally found the trick to using it - that is to tie up your hair and then silently call out the Holy Judgment of Heavenly Fire in your heart.

Although the process and usage are very abstract, its power makes up for this very well. The power of a random shot is comparable to that of Yan Qing's flying sword driven with all his strength.

And it's not just that simple. The power of the Holy Judgment of Heavenly Fire seems to be able to increase with the spirit poured in by the user. Bai Jun did not test the specific extent of the increase because he was afraid of blowing up his own house. However, the basic power is already so great that he dare not think about increasing it further.

If there is a chance in the future, Bai Jun will definitely make a big move.

This effortless and calm operation stunned the others who were watching from behind. They never expected that Lord Baiye, who looked tall and thin and did not look like a combatant, could easily unleash such terrifying power.

Don’t even mention how powerful the weapons are. The magical weapons on the Immortal Boat all choose their masters. Besides, how could an average person possibly control such a powerful weapon?

"W-What kind of weapon is that? It's so cool and powerful!"

"As expected of Lord Baiye, you easily accomplished something we couldn't!"

Ignoring the respectful and adoring glances, Bai Jun put away the Heavenly Fire Sacred Judgement and walked straight to the beam. He grumbled at Su Shang, who was shivering on top, and urged her, "How long are you going to hang there?"

Su Chang's body stiffened, and she glanced down with tearful eyes. After confirming that the terrifying golden man had been dealt with, she finally jumped down with peace of mind. As soon as she landed, she swung her pink fist towards Bai Jun.

"You are such a scoundrel, you have no humanity at all—!"

Su Shang, who just looked like a pitiful little cat slave, now seemed like a completely different person. This typical bully made Bai Jun curl his lips helplessly, but Su Shang did not use any force. Her soft fists were like a massage, so he let her continue to complain.

Master Gongshu arrived late after the storm had subsided. As soon as he entered the workshop, he first cast his eyes on Bai Jun. Only after confirming that he was okay did he feel relieved.

So he continued to look at the workshop. The messy scene, like fallen leaves swept by the autumn wind, made his heart clench, but at least it was an acceptable loss. However, when he saw the big hole in the core of the chest of "Rong Zhu" that he had worked so hard to research, his heart was still hanging.

"You're here."

Bai Jun, who was standing next to the golden man, waved to Master Gongshu when he saw him coming. Upon hearing the voice, Master Gongshu quickly stepped forward and said, "Ah, Master Baiye, I'm glad you're okay."

"This golden man...is it your subject?"

This time, Bai Jun didn't care about his address. Instead, he looked at the golden man's black body made of fine steel, knocked on its hard shell with his hand, and asked with a frown.

"Indeed, this is my subject—the 'Rong Zhu'. I copied it from a rubbing I found in the Ancient Alliance. Although it's just a model, its performance far surpasses that of most combat-type gold figures previously in circulation."

Master Gongshu posed as usual and raised his eyebrows, as if hinting to Bai Jun to praise him.

"That's good, but don't do it next time. Your project has been rejected."

Master Gongshu was about to be happy after hearing the first half of the sentence, but the next second he was sent back to hell. After his expression changed drastically, he forced a stiff smile, rubbing his hands and trying to argue again: "Why, why, Lord Baiye..."

"The company's regulations clearly stipulate that a Grand Engineer is forbidden from undertaking projects far beyond the capabilities of the individuals responsible for the project. Your 'Rong Zhu' is a prime example. Without me, can you and your disciples truly subdue 'Rong Zhu'? If it truly causes casualties within the company, can you, as a Grand Engineer, shoulder the responsibility?"

"Also, the Immortal Boat Alliance strictly restricted the size of golden men three hundred years ago. If you don't believe me, go back and look through the old newspapers. Cut your losses early to save time and energy."

Bai Jun glanced at him, ignoring Master Gongshu's doubtful look, and calmly walked into the workshop, finding a place that was barely usable.

This small workshop is a little more cramped than it looks from the outside. In the medium-sized yard, there is a row of clean furnaces neatly arranged, with piles of iron blanks placed next to the furnaces, and various sword molds and hammers hanging on the wall.

Bai Jun picked up a small hammer, weighed it, and felt it was okay. Then he snapped his fingers, and a red flame instantly ignited in the furnace.

"Don't just stand there, come over here and give me a hand. Go and bring the iron blank over to me."

"Ah? I, I understand."

While adjusting the size of the flame, Bai Jun suddenly shouted to Su Shang behind him. Su Shang responded belatedly and hurriedly picked up a stack of iron blanks and handed them over.

Bai Jun moved the iron blank to the side of the concave water tank, and then, when the temperature of the flame reached its peak, he put it into the furnace for calcination. The hot flames rose, making the surrounding air extremely hot. After the iron blank was completely burned red, Bai Jun picked up the hammer and proceeded to the next step of forging.

The main purpose of this step is to remove the sulfur and excess carbon elements in the steel to increase the elasticity and toughness of the steel. Bai Jun half-turned his body, clasped his feet tightly on the ground, exerted force with his legs, turned his waist back, and the casting hammer was brought back invisibly. With a loud clang, the hammer fell heavily on the red-hot pig iron.

The piece of iron that was red before was hit by a hammer and completely collapsed by nearly one-third, with extremely obvious deformation.

Amidst the splash of iron and fire, the forging hammer hit the iron block again and again. Whenever the iron block was beaten to half its original thickness and began to become flat, the casting hammer in his hand would hit the edge of the iron block to make it flip over. In this way, the iron block would evenly bear his hammer blows instead of being simply smashed into a discus.

Looking at the solemn figure wielding the hammer in front of the fire, Su Chang gradually became like everyone else around her, speechless with astonishment. Only Master Gongshu beside her nodded from time to time and uttered a voice of great admiration: "Master Baiye's posture while forging is still so pleasing to the eye..."

"Lord Baiye...Oh, yes, what exactly is the Baiye you are talking about?" Su Shang came back to her senses and asked Master Xiang Gongshu.

"Bai Ye? He's naturally the pinnacle of all craftsmen on Xianzhou, the one who has reached the highest level in the realm of creation... Eh? Why is it you?"

When Master Gongshu noticed that this question was asked by the apparently clueless girl beside Bai Jun, his eyes suddenly became surprised: "Wait... Aren't you an apprentice beside Master Baiye?"

"No, I'm his friend."

"Well, I told you, how could that master accept a fool who is obviously not very smart as his disciple?" After hearing Su Shang's explanation, Master Gongshu was not angry but happy, as if some grudge in his heart was suddenly untied.

Su Shang's smile was about to break. She suppressed the urge to smack this guy away with her sword and continued to ask patiently, "Is Bai Jun really that powerful?"

Master Gongshu raised his eyebrows, his voice tinged with dissatisfaction: "Of course! Lord Bai Jun was the chief craftsman in the last Baiye Great Refinery, and he was also recognized by Lord Huai Yan and Lord Yan Ting. The last person to have such an honor was Ying Xing."

Master Gongshu was so moved that he couldn't help but raise his head with pride, as if he was the one who had received such an honor standing on the ceremonial platform that day.

After hearing about Baiye Dalian, Suchang finally remembered something. A few years ago, she heard her mother and some aunts discussing the topic of Baiye Dalian. She remembered that they also said that this time Baiye was a very young and handsome young man... Could they be talking about Bai Jun?!

While the two were chatting, the craftsmen watching nearby suddenly gasped in awe, as if they had seen something unbelievable.

Su Shang and Master Gongshu turned around and saw Bai Jun, covered in dust, stepping down from the forging table. He brushed the dirt off his clothes with the back of his hand and asked, "Ahem... Where can I wash my hands? I'll go get some."

"Have you finished forging? I'll take you there."

After seeing Bai Jun nod, even Master Gongshu couldn't help swallowing his saliva and hurriedly took Bai Jun to the bathroom.

After Master Gongshu took Bai Jun away, the onlookers couldn't suppress their curiosity and immediately gathered in front of the forging table, watching the finished product and drooling:

"Oh my goodness! Even though it's just a set of arm armor, it can actually complete so many steps in such a short time. And it's all done by hand, without any artificial intelligence. It's incredible..."

“After polishing, I even took the trouble to give it a nice finish…”

"Is this Baiye? I feel like she's from a completely different dimension than us..."

Su Shang also came forward curiously, stood on tiptoe, and saw a pair of forged arm armor lying quietly on the forging table.

The jet-black surface exudes a shiny metallic luster. Each metal plate has been carefully polished, with smooth and even edges that can even reflect the surrounding light. The streamlined outline fits the curve of the arm perfectly, making it appear both sturdy and flexible.

So beautiful...

This was Su Shang's first thought. Although Taixu Sword Technique did not require any protective gear, and she had never been interested in armor or the like, when she saw the arm armor lying quietly on the stage, this thought still quietly arose from the depths of her heart.

Just as people instinctively pursue powerful things and beautiful existences, Su Shang also has some desire for them from the bottom of her heart.

At this time, Bai Jun, who had finished cleaning, slowly walked back. Hearing his footsteps, the craftsmen who had gathered together to watch scattered like birds and beasts, leaving Su Shang alone staring at the arm armor in a daze. Seeing this, Bai Jun had a sly smile on his face and quietly walked over to her side and asked:

"how do you feel?"

"It looks great.....Ah! When did you come back?"

Su Shang shyly pushed him away, then pretended to be nonchalant and turned her face away. "It's just so-so, actually. I don't think it looks very good either."

"Huh? Well, it looks like I still have a long way to go."

Bai Jun smiled thoughtfully, put the arm armor into the beautifully packaged sandalwood box, and yawned: "Let's go, the purpose of this trip has been achieved, I want to go back and catch up on some sleep."

"Oh, I know."

Su Shang muttered something and trotted after him.

Sky-Splitting Watchman Star, Bright Sky Fire: Chapter 62 "The Thousand Faces of the Fool" (4k)

I guess today is a good day.

"Praise for High Morality +10"

"100/100"

"You have accumulated 100 points of high moral praise. Do you want to start the lottery?"

"whether"

Yes, the 10 points of morality provided by the runaway golden man that was casually disposed of in the Industrial Manufacturing Company successfully allowed the system, which had been silent for a long time, to accumulate enough morality points and once again entered the popular lottery stage.

Seeing the strange yet familiar system screen in front of him, Bai Jun remembered the fact that he still had a system. Although this system seemed to be non-existent at ordinary times, when he learned that he could finally draw a shot, he felt particularly happy, as if his inadvertent accumulation had ushered in a grand harvest.

He focused his consciousness on the "Yes" button, and then, a panel consisting of countless props and skills rotated before his eyes, and the fonts in the roulette style were constantly changing.

The pointer kept turning and finally slowly landed on a mask on the prop board. The mask had a red and white surface, an elegant shape, and a streamlined design that outlined the fox's agile silhouette.

"Congratulations on obtaining the item "The Fool""

Opening the system panel, Bai Jun silently said "Confirm receipt" to the newly added "The Thousand Faces of Fool" prompt.

The next moment, it seemed as if something was pouring into his body. Bai Jun subconsciously calmed his mind and carefully experienced this wonderful feeling as if something was completed and filled, and a hint of trance appeared on his face.

But soon, he opened his eyes slightly. The props given by the system this time were not as difficult to coax as those of the Holy Judge of Heavenly Fire. He only had to silently recite "The Fool has a Thousand Faces" in his heart, and suddenly he felt the touch of a hard object in his hand.

Looking down, he saw a small and exquisite fox mask in his hand. Although Bai Jun didn't know the effect of this prop, his expression was still very strange.

Because on the surface of this mask...how can I feel a slight temperature?

There was also a faint body fragrance that was dangerous yet a little tempting, as if it had just been taken out of a young girl's arms!

No, it should just be an illusion. How could such a great system give him something that was snatched from someone else?

But before he had time to test the specific effect of the mask, a questioning voice came from behind him.

"Bai Jun, why did you stop?"

Su Shang poked Bai Jun, who suddenly stopped walking in front of her, and curiously moved closer to him. She noticed the fox mask in his hand, "Huh? When did you get a mask..."