"I really want to escape~ but I can't escape~~~"
For some reason, a very familiar melody sounded in my mind.
The huge Fire Tongue exploded, and hot air surged. He Zhao had no time to escape and was hit hard on the head and face.
"Bang!"
A man with a dark face and smoke all over his body hit the wall and fell unconscious.
"Squeak!"
Old Huang, who was passing by, heard the explosion and hurried to the source of the sound.
"?"
He looked at Hei Buliuqiu, whose face he could vaguely make out, Zhang Shou, with his mouth slightly open, and an expression on his face that said what the hell had happened.
"Young Master of the Prefecture! Wake up!!"
"Hmm? I... what's wrong with me?"
Zhang Shou groaned and opened his eyes, feeling no pain anywhere in his body. And when he opened his mouth to speak, a stream of black smoke came out and slowly rose.
"." Regarding his question, Lao Huang thought to himself: How do I know?
"Help me. Help me get on the bed."
"Crack!"
At the open door, the lunch box in Luo's hand fell to the ground, looking in disbelief.
Are you having so much fun playing?
"I didn't see anything."
He immediately turned around and closed the door smoothly, leaving only a "Do Not Disturb" sign.
"No, it's not like that!"
Old Huang saw that the evening was not guaranteed, so he threw Zhang Shou to the ground and hurriedly chased him out to explain.
"Plop!"
"Oh shit."
Zhang Shou, who was injured for the second time, wore Mask of Pain.
Several pieces of paper carried by the wind slowly fell down and covered his face. He picked it up tremblingly, reluctantly crawled from the floor to the bed, and began to study.
"<Exorcist Divine Ink Register>'s Precautions, Part 1 or 2."
It took me half an hour to read the entire article intensively.
Zhang Shou was completely confused. The Xuan Script above was undoubtedly Master's handwriting. So, what did I do so early in the morning? Also, what happened to this injury?
Suddenly, he had a very bad premonition. <Compendium of Medicine and Poison> said that this symptom was a brain disease, and there was a comment that "there is no cure for people with brain disabilities".
"Could it be that when I was studying, I failed to control myself and my brain collapsed?"
"No, it can't be a brain disease, I. I want to prove myself."
He struggled to get up and carried out the experiments one by one according to what was written on the paper.
Of course, I didn't dare to touch it if it was too fierce. After all, I was wearing a lot of colors and couldn't get hurt twice.
In a blink of an eye, the sky turned dark.
"Hoo"
Breathing a sigh of relief, Zhang Shou felt that his head was still intact. Although the progress was somewhat stumbling, at least it was able to prove that he was not mentally retarded.
Then, he didn't even bother to eat dinner, so he lay down early to get ready for rest. He Zhao, who had just closed his eyes and was hit by the explosion, finally woke up.
"Huh?"
[<Exorcist Divine Ink Register>:2/100(Roughly Understand)]
What have I done!
No, what did Zhang Shou do?
He subconsciously searched for the memory scenes from the day.
'This guy is so serious, he's like a prospect from a prestigious university!'
'But, is there any use for it?'
'At the end of the day, it has only increased by two degrees Proficient. Although he is a young leek, he is too green.'
"Alas!"
He Zhao sighed and could only get up shakily and continue the experiment that Zhang Shou had not completed during the day.
"Well, the preparations are well done."
The size and color of Jade Register are carefully selected. The two characters Imperial Decree on the back are engraved without any mistakes. The Heavenly Pattern Fire Character on the front has been engraved with a lot of effort and there is nothing wrong.
Next, is the key.
He was able to Golden Powder outline the word [fire], during which he needed the assistance of Qi, how to draw strokes, break points, increase and decrease, there are hundreds of points that need attention.
If you are not careful, an engraved Ink Jade will be scrapped.
He Zhao took a deep breath, raised Cinnabar Brush with one hand, and followed the carved Heavenly Pattern pen with a very serious attitude.
About fifteen minutes later, he finally breathed out a breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and picked up Jade Register to look at it.
Before he could check the power, a message popped up in the upper left corner of his sight.
[Proficient degree +11]
[<Exorcist Divine Ink Register>:13/100(Roughly Understand)]
Ruthless He Zhao "inadvertently" turned to look at Zhang Shou, who had worked hard all day and earned hundreds of broken Ink Jade. He couldn't help but sigh. He had no talent and worked hard, but in the end he was awarded 2 points Proficient.
What about yourself?
I did it casually and gave it 11 points Proficient, which is very annoying to people.
[Diligence Compensates for Lack of Talent], always drop God.
Others may not necessarily gain anything from their efforts, but as long as he works hard, he will definitely gain something, and with the blessing of [Night King], his gains will be huge.
"It was so dangerous, I almost ran out of Qi."
[Ink Register (Fire), (Crude Manufacture): Ink Register with Heavenly Pattern Engraving can barely control the power of flames, so it cannot be used frequently. After each use, it is best to wait for an hour to cool down.
Instructions for use: Inject Spirit Power, Qi. (Attention! Attention! Attention! When used at full power, there is a 99% chance that it will explode.)]
He Zhao:"."
Grab the bamboo shoots!
Not only was Jade Register mocking him as Crude Manufacture, but three bold and enlarged notices were used in the brackets.
"Recover some energy and continue."
The person named He doesn't believe it. When you reach the level of Proficient and reach the realms of Proficient, Minor Accomplishment, etc., you still have the nerve to comment on Crude Manufacture.
Half an hour later, He the Person felt that he was done again, and once again took out a Ink Jade that Zhang Shou had carved so hard.
The Proficient degree lasted a night. Ruthless He Zhao looked at the eight Jade Register on the table, all rated Crude Manufacture, curled his lips and returned to the bed, ready to rest.
"Excessive!"
After one night's work, the first finished product Jade Register is of the best quality and can be used again after at least an hour.
But as time goes by, the evaluation becomes even more disastrous.
[Ink Register (fire), (perfunctory): With Heavenly Pattern Engraving's Ink Register, it can barely drive a wisp of flame and kill a cigarette, and its power is extremely low.
Instructions for use: Inject Spirit Power, Qi. (Attention! Attention! Attention! After the flame is extinguished, a violent explosion will 100% occur. Cherish life and stay away from making pots.)]
What's even more damning is that Diligence Compensates for Lack of Talent, with the blessing of Night King, also gave him 11 points of Proficient degree.
It seems that as long as it can be made, it will never be lower than the number 11.
"Alas!"
He Zhao goes to sleep, Zhang Shou wakes up.
"Why did you wake up so fast? It feels like you haven't slept all night." The future BOSS looked confused and got up to wash up and change clothes. During this period, he only felt pain in his waist and back.
"The more I sleep, the more tired I get? I don't have any hidden problems, right?" He muttered to himself, and suddenly noticed the finished product placed by someone on the table.
"I did this? Why do I have no memory?"
He could be sure that he was the only one in the room last night. The door to the room was locked tightly and no outsiders would come in.
"Just give it a try and you'll know, right?"
After saying that, Zhang Shou randomly picked up a Jade Register and injected Spirit Power into it.
"Poof!"
A small flame suddenly burned.
"???"
That's it!
I don't know why, but there seems to be a strange voice shouting in my head.
"Fast? Fast for what? Run quickly? Why should I run!"
"Boom--"
Come on, let me sacrifice a new book!