C82 Pressure

"Yes!" Qin Hao grinned. His hands were still aching. "It's time to forge them. If it were an ordinary person today, his hand would be crippled."

"Hehe! In the future, when you encounter meteorites, remember to collect them. They can help you strengthen your hands. In the future, you won't have to be afraid of hurting your hands anymore." Yun Heng chuckled and continued.

Qin Hao was puzzled