Blacksmith: You Are Making Mjolnir For The Forging Exam?

The surrounding students began to make guesses as well. They all had different opinions.

"Last time, I saw him submit a design called a Divine weapon to Professor Zhou. Could that guy be building a car behind closed doors again? Is he going to make some Divine weapon?"

"Huh? Wu Mo really hasn't changed at all. He still hasn't learned his lesson from his previous failure."

The mocking voices of the crowd became more and more obvious. Jiang Mengyao bit her lip. The more she heard, the more she felt that something was wrong. She did not know why, but after hearing that someone mock Wu Mo, she actually stood up from her seat and retorted without hesitation.

"What kind of ability is it to speak ill of others behind their backs? No matter how bad Wu Mo is, he still defeated the Unique Treasure Hall chamber of commerce in front of the media and forged a cloak that couldn't even be burned by fire. But what about you guys? Aside from speaking ill of others behind their backs, what else can you do?!"

Jiang Mengyao's words caused the discussion in the classroom to stop abruptly. Everyone turned their heads to look at Jiang Mengyao. Some were puzzled, while others were surprised.

After Jiang Mengyao said those words, the confidence in her heart disappeared without a trace. When she saw that everyone was looking at her, her face instantly turned red, and she quietly sat down in her seat. Even her ears turned red.

Knock knock...

Just as everyone else was about to say something, there was a knock on the door. Right then, the students realized that Wu Mo had actually appeared outside the door and was looking at them with a smile on his face.

However, that smile seemed to be a little cold and piercing!

"Wu Mo, today is the mid-term inspection. Why are you so late?"

After Zhou Yan heard the knock on the door, she immediately turned around and saw Wu Mo. Although her expression was solemn and a little unhappy, her brows were relaxed.

"I'm sorry. I was delayed by some matters," Wu Mo said apologetically.

He did not want to say that he had worked for more than ten hours to build an artifact yesterday and that he had gotten up late because he was too tired. Instead, he found another reason to prevaricate.

No matter how he explained it, there would be people who would think that it was intentional. In his eyes, it was better to leave some things unexplained.

Zhou Yan was silent for a few seconds and flatly said, "The students have just completed the registration and recording of the equipment's information. It's not too late for you to come now. Hurry up and take out your rough equipment for the graduation assessment."

Although Professor Zhou was somewhat dissatisfied with Wu Mo, she still chose to help him in order not to let him lose the opportunity to participate in the graduation competition.

The two professors standing at the side could not help but look at Professor Zhou's actions. One should know that this kind of mid-term inspection was very important. Under normal circumstances, being late by ten minutes would be regarded as an automatic forfeit.

But now that Wu Mo was already late by more than ten minutes, Professor Zhou chose to forgive his tardiness. It was really surprising!

However, because the main organizer of this inspection was still Zhou Yan, the two professors did not stop him although they felt that it was inappropriate.

The two of them sized up Wu Mo and were somewhat curious about what kind of graduation work this youth who had defeated Unique Treasure Hall would produce.

Before everyone's gaze, Wu Mo calmly walked to the side of the podium and immediately took out the hammer body, which he had refined yesterday, from his Interspatial Ring to place it on the podium's table.

A white light flashed, and in the next second, a silver 40 cm long and 25 cm wide iron block appeared on the podium. When everyone saw the true face of Wu Mo's graduation work, they immediately had strange expressions.

"Pfft... F*ck. Hahaha, what the hell is that thing?!"

On a seat not far from the podium, a fat boy could not help but ridicule him.

Immediately, everyone in the classroom burst into laughter. In contrast to the many pieces of equipment placed on the table, the silver iron looked especially comical.

"What kind of iron lump is this? I thought he would bring out something good!"

"This is the Divine weapon that he forged? He couldn't have spent half a month to make an iron ingot, right?"

"Hey, that's not true. Student Wu even inlaid gemstones on both sides of the iron ingot. At least he did a good job with the details. Hahaha."

"You have to be the one to make the funny piece, Wu Mo!"

Laughter rose and fell in the classroom. At this moment, even the three professors on the stage were a little dumbfounded.

Zhou Yan looked at Wu Mo's serious look and wondered if he had taken the wrong thing.

After all, they were very close to the graduation assessment now. Most of the mid-stage equipment had already taken shape.

Even if the equipment was not complete, there would still be a shape.

If there was no shape, there would at least be a frame.

But what was up with Wu Mo taking out an iron ingot?!

Was he really going to give up?

Zhou Yan's face was pale as she looked at Wu Mo with disappointment.

Facing the professor's gaze, Wu Mo did not explain anything. He only said in a low voice, "It's normal for you all not to be able to see the effects of this equipment now. You will naturally be able to see it on the day of the graduation assessment."

Seeing Wu Mo's serious expression, Zhou Yan could only choose to believe him. She used the equipment to leave a mark on the iron block. Looking at it from a close distance, she realized that the two ends of the iron block were actually engraved with runes that even she did not recognize.

'Could it be that Wu Mo is really working hard on his graduation work?'

With a question buried deep in her heart, Zhou Yan gestured for Wu Mo to put the item away. Then, she earnestly said, "I agree with your request, but your progress is now behind the other students. You must work hard to catch up and not let down the three years you spent in the academy!"

Wu Mo did not hesitate and directly put it into the ring. His heavy Violet Thunder Hammer had not been bound, so he needed to be careful!

After nodding, he returned to his seat.

Before he sat down, he noticed that Jiang Mengyao was giving him a worried look. The two short swords on her table were her works for the assessment.

"Is this girl blaming me for not replying to her messages?"

Wu Mo sat down guiltily and pretended to be focused on reading his textbook.

Jiang Mengyao pursed her lips and looked a little hurt. It was obvious that Wu Mo had done something wrong, but he pretended to be the victim.

She thought about it for a long time and started to worry that Wu Mo wouldn't be able to catch up with his progress and graduate normally.

She didn't listen to a few sentences from the professor throughout the entire class. She was thinking about Wu Mo who was pretending to study hard in front of her.

At the thought of this, she became flustered and could not help but send a message to Wu Mo.

"Yesterday, you said that you wanted to treat me to ice cream. Does your offer still hold?"

The phone in Wu Mo's pocket vibrated. Wu Mo raised his head to look at Professor Zhou, who was still talking about things to take note of. When he realized that she did not notice him, he immediately lowered his head to look at the screen.

Looking at the row of small, emotional words, Wu Mo sighed in his heart and immediately replied, "Don't worry. I'll bring you out for ice cream at noon. I'll fill you up!"

Shortly after he sent the message, Jiang Mengyao, who was originally full of worry, suddenly revealed a shy smile. She looked like a little woman.

Jiang Mengyao tilted her head and tried hard to suppress the smile at the corner of her mouth. She thought that she must eat wu mo up in the afternoon. After all, during this period of time, she had been looking at Wu Mo from afar through the window every night.

"Worrying about him every day hasn't been in vain. Hmph..."