Now, Evan finally understands the conditions required for the second forging of mental armor.
Moreover, his next task is not just about strengthening the materials for mental weapons.
To make weapons as powerful as possible, there is another force that cannot be ignored.
Runes are a technology belonging to Peros, a kind of knowledge-based supernatural power. Evan learned a lot about them in the forge, as well as the complete rune encyclopedia provided by Charles.
"Combining these powerful forces, the combination of the two systems, produces a power that is not as simple as 1+1."
With that in mind, Evan picked up the Dawn Spear and the Twilight Sword, preparing to leave the management center and head to his personal forge in the blacksmith's workshop to modify and enhance his weapons.
On the way, he ran into an old acquaintance.
The previous top manager of the settlement retired last year, handing over the reins to Evan, and is now Evan's assistant, Mike Smith.
"Your Excellency Evan, could you please handle a little more paperwork?"
Our headquarters have expanded, and although the number of staff in the management center has also increased, the workload is still considerable.
As a superhuman, Smith was now speaking weakly, clearly suppressed by the terrible enemy known as work.
However, considering the thick stack of documents in the office, and the fact that each batch would be updated as soon as it was completed, Evan made his choice.
He put his hands on Smith's shoulders and spoke sincerely.
“Mr. Smith, the reason I entrusted these tasks to you is because I trust you.”
I believe you can definitely do this job. You must believe in yourself too. Human potential has no limits, you can definitely do it!
"That makes a lot of sense, but isn't this just you trying to escape work? Hey, don't run away..."
While Smith was retorting, Evan had already slipped away. At the main entrance of the management center, as long as he stood there, he reached out as if to stop Evan.
"Sigh... that's it. In the end, I'll have to handle these tasks properly."
It's really strange. When I was the top manager, I had to deal with an overwhelming amount of paperwork.
Now that I'm retired, I've become a managerial assistant, and I still have to face this endless work.
"No, then what's the point of my retirement? Wouldn't it be a wasted retirement?"
As he pondered this, he suddenly realized the problem: what was the purpose of his retirement in the first place?
"Damn it, Evan, you tricked me, Evan!"
"Hiss... I have a feeling like someone is talking about me? This shouldn't be important, since there are plenty of people talking about me every day given the current situation."
Evan had returned to the forge, to his own personal forge, where he felt the familiar heat and smelled the metal and fuel. A flame of passion flickered at his fingertips.
He flicked his wrist towards the stove not far away.
"boom……"
The golden flames of the heart ignite, the forging room is ready, and forging can begin at any time.
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