Chen Yang quickly obtained his second ID card. The photo was taken with a modified face shape that he had specifically chosen. The most distinctive feature of this face was that it had no features.
Ordinary and unremarkable, the kind of person you'd forget after glancing at them in a crowd.
This face is best suited to his actions.
Zhang Guoan's arrangements were also very good. The orphan, who had no parents, grew up in an orphanage. He was an honest blacksmith who made a living by making handmade iron pots, but he spent his whole life studying sword making and had a dream of becoming a swordsmith.
His second identity is named Yang Cheng. He is thirty-five years old, unmarried, and has few friends. However, he is very skilled in forging and has become somewhat famous since around the age of thirty. His sword-making skills have also been recognized, and he has risen to prominence in recent years.
China has a very strong ability to counterfeit goods; there are plenty of counterfeit A-grade products in the private sector, some of which are even indistinguishable from the real thing, not to mention official counterfeits.
In short, Yang Cheng is going to attend the swordsmanship exchange meeting.
Hong Gui was also traveling with them; the two were close friends according to Yang Cheng's resume.
Hong Gui didn't need to falsify his resume. He was already very famous in the sword-making circle, hailed as the number one of the new generation, even more famous than those old sword-makers, because the swords he forged were indeed better.
The two simply went through the portal to the outer realm, since that portal was always open anyway.
There's still quite a distance between Hangzhou and Beijing, and Chen Yang was too lazy to go to the airport or high-speed rail station, so he opted to use the teleportation portal.
Hong Gui had been to the capital before, but this time he came with a mission, so it felt different.
Especially since they came from a military camp, and a very secret one at that.
Looking at the soldiers, Hong Gui stood ramrod straight, extremely nervous.
"It's okay, don't be nervous." Chen Yang couldn't help but laugh when he saw Hong Gui's tense posture.
Hong Gui scratched his head awkwardly, knowing that he was being too nervous, but he just couldn't control himself because he had once dreamed of being a soldier.
The two were picked up by people sent by Zhang Guoan and taken to the hotel where the exchange conference venue was located.
Although this exchange meeting is international, Zhang Guoan doesn't need to show up; other leaders will come. However, Zhang Guoan has already made arrangements so that no one will mistake them for ordinary blacksmiths and cause any embarrassing incidents.
However, for the other countries also participating in this exchange, let them just treat Chen Yang and Hong Gui as ordinary blacksmiths.
They came here ostensibly for exchange, but their intention was clearly to challenge us, so there's no need to be polite to them.
"Chen Yang, what kind of sword do you think should be forged this time?" Hong Gui asked Chen Yang.
The tools and raw materials provided by the state are naturally far superior to those in the micro-realm. The reason it's inferior to ancient times is entirely due to a lack of knowledge of ancient metal formulas and techniques.
Don't think that everything is better when it's handmade. Many things made with modern technology are far superior to those made in ancient times. The reason we pursue handmade items is simply because handmade items have a soul; they are not mass-produced, generic products.
However, in sword forging, the ancients were indeed far superior.
However, Chen Yang could cheat, so Hong Gui believed that they were sure to win this time.
Chen Liu's control over wind and fire is more precise than that of machinery, and he has enough strength to slightly control the density of metal. In addition, his own forging skills are also quite good.
Together with Hong Gui, they could forge the Pure Heart Sword, a quasi-divine artifact recognized by the micro-realm.
This time, Chen Yang also brought out the Pure Heart Sword. Zhang Guoan planned to have Chen Yang take out the Pure Heart Sword to show off.
Besides on-site sword forging, some countries also bring famous swords for exhibition. However, China only has a few ancient swords that can be displayed, and its modern swords are still somewhat inferior to those from foreign countries.
Zhang Guoan had seen Chen Yang's Pure Heart Sword before and knew that it was a divine artifact officially recognized by the Micro World, so he asked Chen Yang to bring it over to maintain order.
As soon as Chen Yang and Hong Gui checked into the hotel, they saw exchange groups from other countries.
Since everyone was staying at the same hotel, it wasn't unusual for us to run into each other.
Chen Yang simply smiled slightly at the other person and didn't intend to initiate a conversation.
"Hey shorty, is that a sword you're carrying?"
A bearded foreigner saw the square box containing the Su Xin Sword on Chen Yang's back, his eyes lit up, and he quickly walked over.
Chen Yang frowned. He didn't like being called a short man, even though he was short compared to the burly man in front of him who was 1.9 meters tall.
However, he sensed that the other party did not mean any disrespect, and seemed to speak in such a way as usual, so he did not say anything.
"Yes," he replied casually.
"May I take a look? Is it one of those famous swords from China, the Sword of Goujian, King of Yue?" The bearded man asked, his eyes shining as he stared at the sword box.
Chen Yang shook his head. "No, I built it myself."
The bearded man looked disappointed when he heard that the sword on Chen Yang's back was one he had forged.
He knew about China's casting technology; it was world-class thousands of years ago, but now it's only at a second-rate level.
Besides exchanging ideas, what he most wanted to see during his trip to China was China's famous swords.
"What a pity. I thought I would be able to see those famous swords. I saw the Sword of Goujian, King of Yue, before, and I still can't forget it. Its simple and ancient shape and mysterious craftsmanship are simply the highest level of forging."
The bearded man said with some regret.
He didn't mean to look down on China, but his meaning was quite clear: China's current casting level is far inferior to that of ancient China, and he values the craftsmanship of ancient China.
Chen Yang smiled slightly and said, "We should have a chance to meet at this exhibition."
The bearded man exclaimed excitedly, "Really? Can I touch it?"
"They shouldn't allow it."
"That's a pity, but it's normal. If we don't protect it well, future generations won't be able to see it. By the way, buddy, take out your sword and admire it. Let me see the current level of forging in China."
The bearded man pointed to the sword box and said.
"You'll see at the exchange meeting," Chen Yang said with a slight smile.
After Chen Yang finished speaking, he left with Hong Gui. Hong Gui was somewhat confused throughout the whole process because of his poor English.
The bearded man watched Chen Yang walk away, his lips pursed, "Chinese people are still the same, they don't know how to share, no wonder they haven't made any progress."
After he finished speaking, he continued walking out of the hotel, intending to find something to eat.
"Although China's sword-making technology has declined, its cuisine is still world-class. I didn't have a chance to try it last time, so I must eat my fill this time."
As he went out, he ran into another delegation.
"Master Monte, you've come too?"
One of the members of the opposing delegation said in surprise.
The bearded man said impatiently, "Yeah, it's coming."
After saying that, he left the hotel without saying goodbye. However, the members of the delegation didn't think anything of it; Monte's bad temper was as famous as his sword-making skills.
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