Genius Blacksmith’s Game - Chapter 311

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The Genius Blacksmith’s Game
Museum Construction (3)
Lim Song-hee, a reporter from KJ Broadcasting, heard an astonishing story.
‘Master Craftsman Hyeon is building a Turtle Ship with people!’
However, something strange was afoot.
It concerned the reward that Hyeon had offered.
The reward was merely one.
Just a single person—the User with the highest contribution would receive one crafting commission from Hyeon.
People would surely realize that with so many competitors, they couldn’t possibly be the one to obtain it.
Yet many were participating in the Turtle Ship construction without any apparent reward, or so the reports claimed.
‘It must be exaggerated. There’s definitely some hidden reward we don’t know about!’
Upon arriving at the site, Lim Song-hee could only be struck with profound shock.
Over four hundred people!
A gaunt old man was hauling raw materials, sweat pouring down his face.
“Hngh….”
A young man, using a carrying frame, collapsed while moving a stone as large as his own body.
Yet moments later, the young man sprang back up and resumed moving the stone.
Even children….
“Just a little more effort, okay?”
“Yeah! Big brother, I’ll do my best!”
Lim Song-hee was left utterly astounded.
Siblings who appeared to be only six or eight years old!
Soon the little girl clenched her teeth and began moving stones with her small frame.
Lim Song-hee could only be bewildered.
‘What reward could possibly be hidden here?’
How else could the old and young, men and women alike, work with such dedication?
Lim Song-hee approached the old man, determined to uncover this hidden secret.
“Sir, what reward could there be that makes you participate in this Turtle Ship construction? This is a hidden quest, isn’t it?”
“…I’m busy.”
But those present refused to share, wanting to monopolize the reward for themselves.
Contrary to Lim Song-hee’s assumptions, they were genuinely undertaking this work without any reward.
The old man pulling the cart.
‘Is this truly such a difficult task?’
He recalls what he had heard from Hyeon.
Back then, even the elderly and women fought for their nation.
Even the nobility, who could wield nothing but brushes, swung scythes to save one more life.
‘They must have endured a million, ten million times more hardship than I!’
The old man simply felt grateful.
To possess the glory of recreating their sublimity, however humbly, as an ordinary person!
The young man moving stones felt no differently.
‘I never cared about history.’
Whenever a film about Admiral Yi Sun-sin was released, I’d watch it, but that was all.
But thanks to Hyeon-su, I came to understand something.
‘That Blacksmiths are never insignificant. That small forces gathering together become an immense power! I’ll become one of them and show the world the greatest turtle ship ever built.’
The young man had been an ordinary person who had never accomplished anything particularly remarkable.
But today, through this work, he would achieve such a thing.
And the young siblings too!
The children’s purity, their reverence for history, and moreover, the stories of the adults who protected us!
“Hye-min, every stone we move will help honor those people. Let’s do our best!”
“Yes!”
The children, covered in dust from head to toe, exert themselves.
Children are always the purest.
Each stone they laid.
Each tree—they believed with absolute certainty that these honored those who fought for that day.
But Lim Song-hee, the reporter who didn’t understand this, was bewildered.
‘What reward could there possibly be!’
They were clearly trying to monopolize some tremendous compensation.
In reality, they were moving stones instead of speaking, trying to preserve their noble hearts.
In any case, Lim Song-hee photographed each scene with an expression of incomprehension.
Then Hyeon-su appeared from behind.
“Joseon was invaded for five hundred years.”
What?
Suddenly?
Five minutes later….
“…!”
Without realizing it, Lim Song-hee shed a single tear and covered her mouth.
“That’s such a beautiful and tragic story!”
If it were a fabricated tale, perhaps.
But this was history that she, as a Korean citizen, already knew, wasn’t it?
Learning the intricate details of history she had never known, Lim Song-hee’s heart ached.
What moved her most deeply was this:
“Women carrying infants on their backs hammered away, soothing their crying children.”
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Each hammer strike was a heart honoring my husband heading to the battlefield!
And each strike was a future for the child on my back!
Lim Song-hee photographed everything.
This would become such a beautiful photograph.
Their pure hearts honoring those of that day!
And after taking all the photographs.
“Heave! Heave! Heave!”
Before long, she had shouldered the building materials and begun climbing the hill.
And I continued to unfold the legendary tale of Daeng-i.
“Joseon, for five hundred years….”
“Was invaded, yet….”
“Never consumed blood porridge….”
“Krhrhrhrhk!”
“Such a truth!”
“You were truly doing something magnificent!”
The journalists who had come for coverage were abandoning their cameras(?) as a spectacular scene of transporting materials unfolded.
The journalists, having completed another day’s work, continued writing their articles with still-burning hearts.
-It has been revealed that those building the Turtle Ship alongside Master Craftsman Hyeon are truly participating voluntarily without compensation….
-The elderly man Lee, who lives near Sillim Station and agreed to an interview, said with a beaming smile on his weathered face, ‘It is an honor to be a descendant who can recreate their history.’….
-The construction site of the Turtle Ship, burning with fervent heat. Remarkably, not a single person shirked their duties….
-I personally participated in transporting building materials, and there were times when it was difficult. There were large raw materials that were hard to move, so dozens of people worked together to transport them. After successfully moving those materials, I cheered with the people and felt joy… I felt it was a more rewarding day than any other, and I came to realize once again how grateful I was for that day. This is reporter Lim Song-hee from KJ Broadcasting.
The compensation was not the remarkable thing!
Following this, journalists from around the world also logged into Ares and visited the Turtle Ship construction site, expressing that fervent heat in their articles.
-Koreans advancing with obsession and will….
-It has been revealed that over 99% of the Turtle Ship construction site participants are Korean….
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[The completion quality of the temple is high.]
[The cooperation rate among all 841 construction participants is excellent.]
[The temple may be crafted even more magnificently.]
This was actually my first time undertaking group crafting.
And this group crafting had a special quality different from crafting alone.
Normally, when many people gather, someone is bound to slack off.
But these were voluntary participants, so there was not a single person like that.
I walk toward the Turtle Ship that is nearing completion.
‘The truth is, I needed people to command.’
But my sincerity was also contained in this.
Sincerely, I wished they would understand the history of Turtle Ship construction more carefully, and I wanted to show them what the blacksmiths of that era were like.
‘I have won them over with words.’
But it was not merely words that won them over.
As I climbed onto the nearly completed Turtle Ship, people spoke.
“Master Hyeon-su, aren’t you resting at all? Aren’t you tired?”
I smiled faintly.
“Would they have rested when they felt tired?”
At those words, the people laughed heartily.
I grasped the hammer once more to continue crafting the Turtle Ship.
The driving force that propelled Hyeon-su and his followers forward.
Not through words.
But through setting an example above all others.
The result of such leadership.
[The faith of the Temple Builders in you increases.]
They had no idea that Hyeon-su could hear these notifications, but he watched the numbers climb before his eyes.
This was ultimately the construction of a temple.
And what was necessary to become the god of blacksmiths—the profound faith of the people in the Hyeon-su Sect.
‘If I complete this brilliantly, it will only grow larger.’
Hyeon-su unrolled the blueprints of the Turtle Ship.
“Well then, shall we try again?”
A considerable number of those participating in the Turtle Ship’s construction were master-level Blacksmiths.
Or individuals with genuine expertise in construction and similar fields.
They too found joy in the process of crafting alongside Hyeon-su.
‘When in our lives would we ever learn the methods of constructing a Turtle Ship…?’
‘Ahhh….’
And with Hyeon-su at the forefront, they worked through day and night.
“The Turtle Ship was a vessel capable of firing six cannons in each direction—front, back, left, and right.”
“Yes!”
“At the bow, we crafted a dragon’s head and placed cannons within it to shatter the enemy’s ships!”
“And do not forget this.”
The craftsmen leaned in to listen.
“The enemy called it the Turtle Ship—the Guiseon.”
That was right.
We are building the ‘Turtle Ship’ with which merely twelve vessels defeated hundreds.
The enemy had likely mocked these twelve mere ships, yet they named it the Turtle Ship in awe of its power.
As Hyeon-su constructed this magnificent Turtle Ship, he worked with unbridled joy.
‘Dare I say….’
A mindset incomparable to the days of emergency crafting.
A precision beyond anything from those times.
At times, what had been hammered was torn down and repositioned anew, adding layers of perfection.
Over ten days of relentless labor, driven by the desire to honor their efforts and sweat.
Abandoning the mindset of creating forgeries, now crafting the genuine article.
And hundreds of people watched as Hyeon-su worked to fit the final dragon’s head into place.
This marked the conclusion of the Turtle Ship’s construction, which had spanned approximately twenty days.
Kuuuuuung—
At last, it was complete.
From the outset, Hyeon-su had designed this museum’s Turtle Ship to be four times larger than a standard one.
Stepping back a few paces to gaze upon it, Hyeon-su could scarcely believe it was real.
Of course, since this was ultimately a game, the people had used skills to transport building materials, making the work far easier than it would have been in the past.
It was also true that many Users possessed abnormal stats unlike people in reality, which made things easier.
However, constructing such a massive turtle ship in merely twenty days was undoubtedly a remarkable feat.
[By repeatedly dismantling and reconstructing, the deficient portions have been supplemented.]
[Among the structures created by Users in Ares, it ranks among the top ten in grandeur and scale.]
[The construction speed has been reduced by 52% relative to its scale.]
[Outstanding unity and cohesion have been infused throughout the construction period.]
[You have achieved 92% completion.]
[A legend of the structure is being written.]
[This is the fifth legendary structure in history.]
The crucial point is that a “legendary structure” is far more rare than an Artifact.
[Occupational Quest: Temple Construction Completed]
[You acquire the skill ‘God’s Blacksmith Shop’.]
[Those who enter the Turtle Ship Temple receive the ‘Nation-Protecting Buff’ once every three years.]
[The Nation-Protecting Buff increases physical defense and magical defense by 40%, experience acquisition by 25%, and Artifact acquisition rate by 25% for two weeks.]
[Those who participated in the Turtle Ship construction receive the buff effect once every three months.]
[All participants in the Turtle Ship construction advance one level by constructing a legendary structure.]
[You gain 1 to all stats.]
“Gasp!”
“Hah…!”
“Kyaaaah!”
The Users who received special privileges unlike others rejoiced with genuine hearts.
“Hyeon-su, thank you!”
“We learned so much.”
Moreover, there were many Blacksmiths present at this gathering.
As they looked around at themselves and saw Hyeon-su wearing the brightest smile in the world, their hearts trembled.
“I’m relieved.”
At those words, the Blacksmiths were deeply moved.
That phrase clearly conveyed his joy that they had received his teachings and truly come to understand what a genuine Blacksmith is.
He was also pleased with their growth, and some even shed tears because of it.
‘Hyeon-su… he’s a god…!’
‘Long live Hyeon-su!’
‘From now on, I am a devoted fan of Hyeon-su…!’
[Your faith in you rises greatly.]
But that thought was mistaken.
‘I’m truly relieved.’
I swallowed the laughter threatening to burst forth.
Originally, constructing this turtle ship would require a minimum of 1.5 billion won.
Wasn’t it being built at four times the original size?
The labor costs and material expenses were astronomical!
But how much did I spend?
By providing them with only castella and milk each day, I managed to complete the entire project for a mere 1.58 million won!
‘Ehehehehe!’
Hyeon-su’s temple construction had been a resounding success!
The very next day.
Hyeon’s Museum was unveiled to the world.

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