"Alright, if you have any questions, ask them quickly." Gu You agreed readily. The more shocked they were, the more he enjoyed that unique feeling.
"Are you really a Level Five Blacksmith?" Mu Chen swallowed hard. A nine-year-old at Level Five in a profession—was that even humanly possible?
"Of course." Gu You's right hand flashed with white light, revealing a Level Five Blacksmith badge, with "Tian Dou City Blacksmith Association" engraved on the back.
Mu Chen's hands trembled as he took the badge. It was real—it was actually real!
"Good! Good!! Good!!!"
Mu Chen repeated "good" three times in a row. "I'll process your admission to Donghai Academy immediately!" Without waiting for his daughter Mu Xi to finish her Level Two Blacksmith assessment, he dashed out in a hurry.
Gu You scratched his head. Isn't this a bit much for just being a Level Five Blacksmith? This reaction made Mu Chen look like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world. Back when Feng Wuyu discovered his potential as a Divine Craftsman, he had only been shocked for a few days...
Donghai Academy
Mu Chen pulled some strings and got in touch with Tianhai Academy's principal, Yu Zhen, through a soul communicator. After an in-depth discussion, the other party fully agreed and even offered immediate admission.
"Principal, do you… need something from me?" Long Hengxu adjusted his glasses. Recently, the principal had been making him work overtime way too often.
"Here's the thing, Director Long. The Donghai Blacksmith Association informed me that an exceptional genius will be joining our school. I believe the only class worthy of this person is your Zero Class. Once his paperwork is done, I'll assign him there. What do you think?"
"Huh? Of course, no problem. But… did the Donghai Blacksmith Association agree to sign our contract?" Long Hengxu felt skeptical. What kind of top-tier genius would choose their Donghai Academy? There were plenty of better schools out there. Moreover, the Donghai Blacksmith Association was one of the few organizations in the continent that had Saint Craftsman-level blacksmiths. If this so-called genius was really that talented, any top-tier academy would gladly take them in.
The Zero Class contract was strict. It essentially stated:
"I voluntarily sign this contract with Donghai Academy and will not transfer schools before completing both junior and senior high divisions. The academy will provide the best possible resources for my development."
It sounded great, but in reality, it was a restriction. It was like binding a group of geniuses to work for the academy for six or seven years.
There was a long silence on the other end of the call before Yu Zhen finally spoke.
"No need for the contract. Just having the Donghai Blacksmith Association vouch for him is enough. And trust me, this person is truly a genius. When I first received his information, I found it hard to believe myself. In time, you'll understand. With him in our academy, our status will rise significantly."
Long Hengxu's eyes widened. No contract?
"But Principal, if the other students find out—"
"Say no more. I trust you to keep this confidential." Yu Zhen chuckled on the other end.
"...Understood." The call ended.
Back at the Blacksmith Association
Gu You checked the time—it was already past six in the evening. Mu Chen had promised a one-day process, but here he was, still waiting.
That guy totally gave me false hope.
Left with nothing to do, Gu You had spent the day observing various blacksmithing techniques and learning about different metal properties to aid his future craftsmanship.
Just then, his soul communicator rang.
"Hello? This is Mu Chen. Apologies, but the admission process will take until tomorrow. The government approval is more complicated than expected. I'll arrange a room for you to stay in, and someone will guide you there. If you have any requests, just let me know, and I'll do my best to accommodate you."
The moment Gu You heard Mu Chen's voice, he was dumbfounded. So everyone here knows my number, but I don't know theirs?
But what really frustrated him was the delay. If getting approval was so difficult, couldn't he have just told me sooner? Mu Chen was an Eight-Star Saint Craftsman—Gu You didn't believe he didn't have connections. If he really pulled some strings, the process would've been done already.
"She did it! Miss Mu Xi succeeded!"
Suddenly, cheers erupted throughout the fifteenth floor of the Blacksmith Association.
"She completed a Thousand Refinement! We just witnessed history!"
"Hmm?"
Gu You was momentarily surprised but then chuckled. If Mu Xi's achievement was considered history, then wouldn't his be a legend?
Still, he didn't interrupt the moment of celebration. Instead, he clapped along in congratulations. After all, everyone needed encouragement.
As the excitement gradually faded, evening fell.
The Guest Room at the Blacksmith Association
"Um… please come in, sir." Yun Xiaoling smiled as she welcomed Gu You.
"We sure are fated to meet. Why is it you again? Weren't you a receptionist?" Gu You returned a friendly smile.
The room Mu Chen arranged was quite luxurious—located on the eighteenth floor of the Blacksmith Association. This was a floor reserved for high-ranking individuals.
"Hehe, Master Cen Yue knew we were acquainted, so he sent me to guide you. To be honest, this is my first time coming this high up." Yun Xiaoling leaned against the balcony, admiring the city lights.
Gu You shook his head. "You call this high?"
Yun Xiaoling was stunned. "Isn't it?"
Gu You gazed at the magnificent nighttime view of Donghai City. "If you have the chance, aim for a top-tier university—preferably one focused on finance or business. Who knows? Maybe one day, I'll become a big boss and need talents like you." He chuckled.
"Pfft!" Yun Xiaoling burst into laughter. "I'll be leaving now." But deep inside, she seemed to have made a firm decision. She didn't linger to admire the limited view of her current world.
Gu You sighed as he watched her leave.
Lying on his bed, Gu You scrolled through videos. He stumbled upon classic Douluo songs.
I knew it! The so-called "hot-blooded" songs in this world are just soul-draining monotony.
He decided to register an account on a music platform under the name "A Little Dragon God".
Time to show the people of Douluo what a real anthem sounds like.
He rolled up his sleeves and got to work.
The song?
"Lone Brave" ("孤勇者")
Written by Tang Tian, composed and arranged by Qian Lei, and originally sung by Eason Chan.
Using Douluo's AI audio software, Gu You carefully fine-tuned the instrumental and vocal effects. He slowly recalled the lyrics.
"To the brave ones..."
"Your worn-out dolls, your masks, your true self..."
(End of Chapter)