The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

Lin Mo's lips curled into a chuckle.

He put the dagger, which was gleaming with a blue light, back into the system warehouse, stretched his shoulders, and his joints made a series of crisp cracking sounds.

"As it turns out, my thinking was correct."

"You can't get stuck on one thing. Sometimes, you just need to change your mindset."

sparrow:【......】

He was unable to refute it.

Any rebuttal is powerless in the face of facts.

Even if this fact only applies to Lin Mo alone.

After all, in just one day, he went from a complete novice who couldn't even figure out how to purify materials to a blacksmith who could reliably produce high-quality source weapons.

Is this reasonable?

This is clearly unreasonable.

But the facts are undeniable, leaving him no room for argument.

Lin Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling more relaxed than ever before.

They didn't continue their tug-of-war with the sparrow.

"Could you check my beginner blacksmithing proficiency level?"

The sparrow's body moved slightly.

The next second, a light blue attribute panel appeared out of thin air in front of Lin Mo.

At the same time, the chirping of sparrows also began.

[Basic Forging Proficiency: 37%]

[Note: Once your Basic Forging Proficiency reaches 100% (Mastery), the 'Automatic Forging in the Weapon Factory' function will be unlocked.]

Your current basic forging proficiency has reached 37%.

Lin Mo looked at the numbers on the panel.

"Only 37%..."

He muttered something under his breath.

This level of proficiency did not meet his expectations.

In his mind, his subsequent dozens of forging attempts had a very high success rate, and he had produced quite a few exquisite blue and cyan pieces.

It should at least reach 60% or 70%.

Unexpectedly, it was less than half.

His words, spoken neither too loudly nor too softly, were clearly heard by the sparrows nearby.

【...】

A few seconds later, he suddenly flapped his wings.

I understand what you mean: you're in Versailles.

His voice even carried a hint of disdain, as if he were speechless.

Do you know what you're saying?

[Just over ten hours! From scratch, reach 37% proficiency! Still not enough?]

[If it were anyone else, even with a complete inheritance of forging memories, they wouldn't even be able to get started without three to five days of non-stop practice!]

The sparrow became more and more agitated as it spoke, as if it had been greatly insulted.

You call this "talent"?

Lin Mo was in a great mood and didn't bother to argue with it.

He waved his hand and closed the attribute panel directly.

"Alright, alright, I know I'm pretty good."

He turned and walked toward the door of the forge.

Behind him, the mountain of daggers was placed directly into the system warehouse.

These are all source crystals!

The sparrow paused for a moment, then flew over and landed on Lin Mo's shoulder.

【No, you're resting already?】

I think you're in great form right now, you should strike while the iron is hot and push your skill level to mastery in one go!

He spoke in a persuasive tone: "The concept of 'state of mind' is very deceptive. When it comes, if you don't cherish it, when it's gone, you can't get it back even if you cry."

Lin Mo shook his head.

"There's no need."

His answer was concise and to the point.

"I have now basically mastered the basics of forging. The rest is just a matter of time before I become proficient."

He paused, then continued.

"Moreover, I'm in great shape right now, with peak inspiration and energy, and I feel that I shouldn't waste this opportunity."

The sparrow was puzzled.

[No waste? How can you say there's no waste if you don't continue forging?]

Lin Mo didn't stop walking; he walked straight out of the forging room, leaving the scorching air behind him.

In the cool corridor, he exhaled a breath of stale air, feeling much refreshed.

"Perhaps, even intermediate-level gene-enhancing drugs can be produced."

Lin Mo's words were calm, yet they were like a thunderclap, exploding in Sparrow's mind.

The sparrow lost its footing and almost fell to the ground.

He suddenly took flight, hovering in mid-air in front of Lin Mo, looking at Lin Mo with the gaze one would give a madman.

I think you've been eating too many fake mushrooms!

Blacksmithing and potion-making are two completely different fields!

The fact that you can forge Origin Weapons only proves that you do have a tiny, insignificant talent in this area!

[But crafting intermediate-level gene potions is no easier than forging; aren't you afraid of wasting all your materials?!]

This time, the sparrow was truly anxious and, for once, revealed its true feelings.

His previous flattery vanity vanished, replaced by distrust in his eyes.

In his database, it's simply impossible to master both intermediate-level gene potion combinations and basic source soldier forging techniques in a single day.

For someone like Lin Mo to immediately try to challenge another highly difficult field after making a breakthrough in one is simply wishful thinking.

It's not arrogance!

That's utterly ignorant!

However, Lin Mo completely ignored his roar.

He didn't even turn his head.

For him, questioning the system was pointless.

He only trusts his own feelings.

He feels great now.

After passing through a long metal corridor and turning several corners, a silver-white door, quite different in style from the forge, came into view.

Pharmaceutical factory

Lin Mo stopped and placed his palm on the identifier by the door.

"Beep, identity verification successful."

The heavy alloy doors slid open silently to both sides, and a peculiar smell mixed with disinfectant and various herbs wafted out.

It was completely different from the rough and hot environment of the forging room.

Here, it is quiet, secluded, and cold.

On rows of neat stainless steel workbenches are various glasswares, centrifuges, and analyzers.

Countless pipes of varying thicknesses, like a spider web, covered the ceiling and walls, connecting to a series of sophisticated instruments whose names were unknown.

The entire factory was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; only when certain instruments were running would a slight hum be heard.

A sparrow flew in panting and landed on Lin Mo's shoulder.

Listen to me...

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Mo took out a glass cover and placed it upside down on the table.

Sparrow: 【...What are you doing?】

Are you crazy? Let me out!

Lin Mo didn't care about him at all.

Perhaps the sparrow was too anxious to breathe, because it completely forgot that the glass dome couldn't possibly contain it.

He was originally a mass of consciousness; how could glass possibly confine him?

Realizing what had happened, the sparrow flapped its wings and flew back to Lin Mo's side.

Before he could even speak, Lin Mo rolled his eyes at him and said, "I think you're the one who's sick."

"When I need honest opinions, you just shower me with compliments."

"Now that I'm confident, you're starting to discourage me. Are you just that jealous of my success?"

These words completely baffled the sparrow.

Don't say it yet.

It seems that's really the case.

But why is that?