17 A Weakling That Only Gave Ten Experience Points 6yr

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At this moment, Lin Fan was crazily throwing bricks one after another into the furnace as if he were possessed by a demon. Aside from increasing his experience, the stuff he crafted was either broken tiles or useless clay. His blacksmith profession was already level four, but all the stuff he crafted was complete trash, Lin Fan was now already full of doubts.

‘Is it possible that even though I unlocked professions, I still can only craft piles of junk? Actually, this couldn’t even be considered junk.’ Lin Fan stared at the junk in front of him while breathing hard, about to go mad. “Yours truly just won’t accept this…” Lin Fan roared out angrily, opening crazy mode as he began throwing the piles of junk once again into the furnace.

‘Ding… the material breaks and disappears.’

‘Ding… the material breaks and disappears.’

"How can this be?” Lin Fan looked helplessly at the empty courtyard. The original three walls were now nonexistent. Aside from leveling his blacksmith skill to level four, he didn’t craft a single useful item. At this point, Lin Fan doubted life itself and also doubted his own forging level. ‘This doesn’t make sense��