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Teng Yan stepped out from the shadows, his eyes flickering with a strange excitement on his pale face. His thin lips moved slightly as he said, "Go, send someone to inform Lin Binhong that I have agreed. But before that, he needs to do me a favor."
...
Yesterday's battle had truly made a name for them.
After discussing with Cheng Mo and Lin Xiao, Lin Binbin planned to take advantage of the momentum and establish a guild.
Though nominally the guild would be an organization of members, in the early stages the main work would still revolve around blacksmithing.
"What should we call it?"
Cheng Mo took a big bite of the chicken leg in his hand and mumbled, "Let's call it 'Xiang Man Lou' (Fragrant Full House). That's the most famous, highest-end restaurant in Death Nether Mountain, and their Beggar's Chicken is absolutely legendary. You can smell it from hundreds of meters away..."
He was already drooling as he spoke.
"Then why not just call it the 'Beggar's Chicken Guild'?"
Cheng Mo thought seriously for a few seconds, then nodded. "I think that works."
At that moment, Lin Xiao, who was bent over drawing blueprints, casually added, "I think 'Blacksmith's Shop' would also be a good, practical name."
"..."
Lin Binbin was speechless. He couldn't rely on these two at all. After some thought, he decided to keep the previously chosen guild name: "㸚殺" (Lìshā).
The 'Second Yao' (爻) represents broad connections, symbolized by the form—hence the name chosen.
With everything prepared, Lin Binbin carried a large signboard out of the smelting room and placed it at the gate.
"Done."
The supervisor saw it was Lin Binbin but pretended not to see and walked past.
It was almost noon, and since the smelting room was located at the back, most workers would pass by here on their way back. Lin Binbin moved a broken wooden stool nearby, lay down on it, and fanned himself while waiting for the main group to arrive.
As soon as someone appeared, Lin Binbin stood up, cleared his throat, and shouted loudly, "Lìshā Guild is recruiting!"
"Don't miss this chance! Want to become a Beastmaster? Want to have a powerful spirit beast of your own? Come join my guild! No fee! You can have the spirit beast that millions dream of! This chance only comes once—what are you waiting for?"
His loud shout attracted many glances, but as soon as people saw it was just a kid whose hair hadn't even fully grown, they immediately chose to ignore him and turned back to chatting.
Most people here had been worn down by endless work, and compared to becoming a Beastmaster, they cared more about what they would eat today and whether there was enough to eat.
"Isn't that the third son of the Lin family? Now he's trying to do fortune telling, setting up a stall?"
"Who knows? Probably just bored with nothing better to do."
Occasionally, some passing people recognized Lin Binbin.
They didn't understand the dense script on the signboard—it was overwhelming and full of characters no one recognized.
By the time lunch had passed, Lin Binbin hadn't attracted anyone he liked.
"How strange, why are so few people tempted by becoming Beastmasters nowadays?" Lin Binbin rubbed his chin, pondering what went wrong.
Suddenly, Cheng Mo's voice came from behind, louder and more excited than usual, rushing over in a single bound:
"Sanzi, hurry, come back with me!"
"Lin Xiao made a new mech, and it looks great!"
A new mech!
Lin Binbin was ecstatic and immediately ran back.
After a few steps, he suddenly slapped his forehead. "Ah, I forgot the important matter."
He turned back, hung the recruitment sign around White Ape's neck, adjusted the board, and patted its shoulder meaningfully:
"The future of our guild is in your hands now."
"Stay here, if anyone comes threatening, just shout, got it?"
White Ape tilted its head, its mechanical eyes flashing with a hint of confusion.
Before it could react, Lin Binbin's figure had already disappeared, leaving only the mech and the sign standing alone outside the open area.
What did the master say again?
White Ape scratched its head. Oh right, stay here and wait... probably.
Not long after, a burly figure appeared nearby.
Geng Le and Lin Binbin had met a few times but were not close.
Though similar in age, Geng Le's build was like an adult's—strong and stocky, with a square face and wild eyebrows, looking fierce, so no kids wanted to play with him.
"Um, excuse me..."
Geng Le cautiously approached, his nervous hands unsure where to put themselves.
The story of Lin Binbin's battle with the Blood Mantis had spread among the kids earlier that morning. At first, Geng Le didn't believe it, but when he saw the fully armored spirit beast with his own eyes, his heart burned with excitement.
If what Lin Binbin said was true, and if he could get one exactly like that spirit beast, he would call Lin Binbin "bro" or even "dad"!
However...
Before he finished asking, Geng Le heard a metallic clanking noise.
Creak—two sharp sounds. The mech's head, which wasn't quite right before, suddenly twisted 180 degrees, its glowing eyes blinking as it stared fixedly at him.
"Ahhh!" Geng Le was so scared he collapsed to the ground, unable to close his mouth for a long time.
Only when the mech's head suddenly popped off its neck and rolled to his feet did he snap back to his senses, and with a sharp scream, scrambled away as fast as he could, shouting:
"Ghost! Ghost!!"
Meanwhile, Lin Binbin, eager to see the new mech, was completely unaware.
"Big bro, where's the new mech you made? Come show me!"
He scanned the smelting room several times but didn't see a single iron plate, let alone a mech.
"Guess," Lin Xiao said proudly, wanting to keep it mysterious, though the excitement was clear on his face.
"Bro, I already saw it, just bring it out," Lin Binbin said, eyes constantly glancing at the wooden box on the table, almost certain of what was inside.
Lin Xiao was a bit annoyed but still stepped forward.
"I only wanted to try, didn't expect it to really work. Unfortunately, I have no extra crystal cores, so I'm not sure if the mech really succeeded."
The three crowded their heads together, staring intently at the palm-sized wooden box.
When the lid was lifted, a mechanical bee no bigger than a pinky fingernail appeared in their sight...