Qin Zheng took the cooled metal and put it on top of the anvil. He proceeded to heat it a bit. It was not enough to melt it down, and at the same time, it would make it easier to form by forging.
After it was done, he placed it and took out a hammer from his Spatial Ring. His hammer was only at the size of his arm, which was pretty small if one wanted to compare it to the one adults used. However, it was the most suitable one for the current Qin Zheng.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The rhythmical sound of hammering filled the room. They couldn't see anything other than Qin Zheng's arm moving at rapid speed. He was hitting the ore in front of him as sparks flew to the side. His eyes were fully concentrating on the ore in front of him. Even when the sweat started to drip down his forehead, he didn't stop to wipe them.
Editor: TheTalkingCupcake