The "weeds" the Fat Wizard mentioned were the pale green, grass-like patterns covering the edges of the appointment letter's backing paper. Amid them, the Triangular Prism School Emblem of First University could vaguely be seen flipping and rolling.
Xiao Xiao waved a hand.
A small, magnified section of the pattern appeared in midair, slowly rotating beneath the bright white lights. Several lively little sprites flew out from the bed curtains, fluttering and dancing around that patch of green. Their cheerful chirping even made Tuantuan open his eyes for another look.
"See?" Xiao Xiao pointed at the pattern in midair with his brush. "Though these patterns look complicated and varied, on closer inspection, they're all variations of the same symbol..."
The tip of his brush lightly swept and picked through that stretch of pattern, occasionally cutting and rotating it, layering identical designs atop one another. In very little time, only one exceedingly simple pattern remained in midair.
Zheng Qing unconsciously touched his ear—this process of reducing complexity to simplicity, ultimately simplifying a complex magical pattern into a symbol, easily reminded him of the process of a Forbidden Curse converging.
Except this time, the pattern Xiao Xiao finally "converged" into was a clover.
Three tender green blades of grass: one drooped to the left, one to the right, while the last resembled a chive leaf, like a sharp sword pointing straight upward, resolutely stabbing into the sky.
"It isn't one of the Basic Talismans," Zheng Qing concluded easily.
"Of course it isn't." Xiao Xiao gave him a strange look, seemingly curious about what he was thinking. Then he pushed up his glasses and snapped his fingers. Four more patterns immediately appeared beside the clover.
One pattern was round on the outside and square within, entirely red, like a copper coin.
Another was