C2809 The Worries of Moving

When, when, when, when, dang, dang...

In the production workshop, the blacksmith was drenched in sweat, and the hammer that was bigger than his head smashed into the iron ore. Flames burst forth, and the impurities in the iron ore mine were violently smashed by the hammer. The iron ore became smaller and smaller, and the fist-sized iron ore was finally only the size of an egg. Then