Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method-Chapter 450: Valtor Found The Weirdest Forge

Valtor followed Garion across the metal walkway toward the forge building.

Each step under the island’s heavy gravity made a loud clang on the floor.

Even walking was hard, but Valtor didn’t seem to care. He was too curious.

The moment they reached the large metal doors, Garion waved his hand slightly.

The doors slid open with a quiet mechanical sound.

Valtor stepped inside first. Then he stopped. "...What the hell is this?" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

He slowly turned his head left and right, clearly confused.

The room was huge, but it didn’t look like any forge he had ever seen.

There was no giant furnace, anvil, quenching pot, or even a hammer.

Instead, the entire place looked clean and bright.

Metal machines stood along the walls. Long metal tables held strange tools Valtor had never seen before.

Some machines had glass panels with glowing symbols moving across them.

A large circular platform stood in the center of the room.

Valtor walked forward slowly, frowning. "Where’s the fire?"

He looked around again. "And the anvil?"

He scratched his head. "Did we come to the wrong room?"

Garion leaned casually against the wall and smirked. "Of course they’re here."

Valtor blinked. "Where?"

Garion pushed himself away from the wall and walked toward the center platform. "This forge is just different from the ones outside."

He tapped the surface of the platform lightly.

A moment later, a screen rose smoothly from the floor with a soft mechanical sound.

Blue light spread across the display as several menus appeared.

Valtor leaned closer immediately. "What the hell..."

Garion pointed at the screen. "You just need to make your design here."

He tapped a few buttons, and a three-dimensional image of a sword appeared, slowly rotating in the air above the screen.

"The system will automatically forge it."

Valtor’s eyes widened. "Automatically?"

Garion nodded. "If the design is correct, the weapon will come out exactly how you want it."

Valtor stared at the floating sword model. "That’s insane."

Garion continued calmly. "And if you don’t like that..."

He walked over to another section of the forge and pulled down a heavy metal lever.

A hidden compartment opened, revealing a more traditional setup. "You can also do manual smithing."

Valtor stepped closer and inspected it. "Oh."

Garion crossed his arms. "So you can try many things."

Valtor rubbed his chin while looking around the room again. "This place is ridiculous."

He pointed at the glowing machines. "I’ve never seen anything like this."

Garion smirked. "That’s the point."

Valtor scratched the back of his head. "...But there’s a problem."

Garion raised an eyebrow. "What problem?"

Valtor looked slightly embarrassed. "I only know how to forge."

He pointed at the screen. "I have no idea how to design good weapons like this."

Garion nodded casually. "That’s normal."

Valtor looked at him. "So can I call someone?"

Garion shrugged. "Of course."

He walked toward the door. "Call Arden."

Valtor nodded. "Yeah, that guy’s a brain."

Garion smirked. "He’s probably the smartest among the disciples."

He then added another thought. "And you can call the twins too."

Valtor grinned. "Hahaha. Now that sounds fun."

Without wasting another second, he turned around and hurried out of the forge.

Garion stayed inside, leaning casually against a metal table while waiting.

A few minutes later, the door slid open again.

Valtor came back, and this time he wasn’t alone.

Arden walked in behind him, looking curious but slightly confused.

The twins followed right after, both of them glancing around the room with interest.

"What are we doing here?" Arden asked.

Garion nodded toward the center platform. "Didn’t Valtor already tell you?"

Valtor proudly pointed at the forge. "We’re making weapons!"

Arden looked back at Garion. "I know that part."

He adjusted his glasses slightly. "But why me? I’m not a blacksmith."

Garion shrugged. "That’s exactly why."

Arden blinked. "...What?"

Garion walked over to the design screen and tapped it lightly.

The holographic display appeared again, showing rotating weapon models.

"The forge here uses imagination more than physical skill."

He pointed at the floating designs. "You don’t need to hammer metal for hours. You just design, and then the machines build it."

Arden’s eyes widened slightly as he watched the floating weapon model. "...I see."

Garion crossed his arms. "You’re the smartest one among the disciples, so you can design some interesting weapons."

Arden slowly nodded. "That actually makes sense."

Then he turned his head toward the twins. "But why are they here?"

Garion smirked slightly. "Because of their equipment."

Arden looked at the twins again. Then his eyes suddenly lit up. "I see... The Masked Warrior belts."

The twins exchanged excited looks.

He stepped closer to them. "If we modify the belt system... your transformation equipment could become much stronger."

Valtor frowned. "Wait."

He pointed at them. "What masked warrior belts?"

The twins grinned at the same time. "You don’t know?"

Valtor shook his head. "No."

He looked at the twins again with confusion. "What masked warrior belts?"

Rynar smirked immediately. "Then watch."

Rynor grinned beside him. "Yeah. We’ll show you."

Both of them reached into their spatial rings at the same time.

A moment later, each of them pulled out a strange metallic belt.

Valtor leaned forward. "What the hell are those?"

The belts looked compact but heavy, with several glowing slots across the front.

Rynar casually clipped his belt around his waist.

Rynor did the same.

Arden folded his arms, clearly interested in seeing the system again.

Garion stayed where he was, watching quietly.

Rynar rolled his shoulders and stepped forward. "Alright."

He stretched his arms slightly. "Time to show him."

Rynor cracked his neck. "Let’s do it."

The twins stepped apart. Then suddenly they began moving in sync.

Their feet stomped once against the metal floor. Their arms swung outward.

They turned their bodies sharply, stepping forward and back like they were following a practiced rhythm.

Valtor blinked. "...Why are you dancing?"

Arden pushed his glasses up, watching carefully.

They slapped their palms against the center of his belt. "Transformation sequence start!"