Chapter 80:
I have to say, the armor craftsmanship is really impressive.
Fang Mo eagerly gathered the necessary materials for the armor.
The armor consists of helmets, chest plates, leg guards, and various castings like armor shells, spacers, and boot linings.
Following the instructions in the Tinker's Construct Manual, Fang Mo carefully melted obsidian, aluminum, and iron in the Tinker's Construct Forge, creating a shiny pink and acid-resistant aluminum alloy.
Even the challenging Slime Knight's Metal didn't deter Fang Mo. He controlled Steve to venture far away and discovered a suspended purple Slime island in the sky. He collected a large amount of purple Slime blocks, mixed them with scorched blackstone and iron ore, and successfully created the metal.
However, when Fang Mo tried to assemble the armor using the casted components, he encountered a problem.
The Tinker's Construct Forge failed to recognize the materials he placed on it.
"Hmm?"
Fang Mo was confused by the situation.
He looked at the three types of components on the tool assembly table, which were indeed the shell, spacer, and lining.
Then he checked the armor codex, which confirmed their compatibility.
"There must be something I'm missing..."
Fang Mo thought to himself. He closed the page of the tool assembly table and reopened it, hoping for a different result.
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All the components were in place, but they couldn't be combined into the Tinker's Construct armor.
Fang Mo, who didn't believe in superstition, even made a pickaxe to test the assembly. To his surprise, the pickaxe components instantly combined into a complete pickaxe.
Yet, when he used armor components, it failed.
"This... How can it be wrong?"
Fang Mo couldn't believe it. He had put so much effort into creating the alloy, crafting the molds, and pouring the components, only to be unable to complete the armor. What was going on?
Taking a deep breath, Fang Mo tried to calm down. "There must be some detail I missed. Let me review the book again..."
In all honesty, Fang Mo wasn't very adept at crafting and manufacturing.
It wasn't that he couldn't do it, but he found it bothersome and preferred not to deal with it.
However, after spending a considerable amount of time in this world, Fang Mo had learned many things.
Steve swung his sword, effortlessly defeating the monsters.
Assured of Steve's safety, Fang Mo allowed him to continue exploring the world.
Playing with Tinker's Construct alloys without a synthesis list was challenging, requiring constant exploration and experimentation.
Fortunately, Fang Mo had plenty of time.
He lost track of how much ore he had wasted during this period. He expanded his underground storage three times, organizing separate chests for each metal. Ingots were stored for metals with smaller quantities, while blocks were used for metals with larger quantities.
Numerous chests held various food, potions, and enchanted books.
Gradually, he mastered the smelting methods for various alloys and stumbled upon some item crafting recipes.
Every day, Fang Mo would wake up, mine, brew potions, tend to animals, harvest crops, and spend time studying at the workbench. When the sun set, he returned home, ate, and rested.
Looking at the perfectly shaped cake on the table, Fang Mo gently touched it.
A white light flashed.
The solid block turned into a delicate and sweet cake.
Fang Mo used a wooden spoon to take a bite, savoring the rich and silky cream mixed with the soft and fluffy cake base. The simple ingredients created a taste that surpassed any cake he had eaten in his previous life.
"I wish I could let Xin Xin taste this..."
Fang Mo sighed as he glanced at the neatly arranged cake.
He looked up at the ceiling, where the wooden planks had been replaced with clear glass. Through the glass, Fang Mo admired the sparkling starry sky and the ever-present moon.
He began to miss home, wondering how his loved ones were doing.
How was Xin Xin's school performance? Did his parents think of him from time to time?
He didn't even get the chance to bid them a proper goodbye before leaving that world. They must have been devastated.
As he pondered, a figure flashed in Fang Mo's mind, causing him to pause. He then surveyed the lonely world that belonged only to him.
"Yes, she must have had a family too..."
Fang Mo leaned against the head of the bed, his expression tinged with loneliness. "Dragging her into this world forcibly would be unfair."
"Forget it, I don't want to become that kind of person."
Fang Mo lay down, closed his eyes, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face. "I've made up my mind. Tomorrow, I'll study graduate courses in electrical engineering and fully master Tinker's Construct. I'll turn this world into my own paradise..."
A paradise called Solitude, timeless and eternal.
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