It’s not like this wizard is inappropriate

Visual illusion is a very magical thing. It is related to the spirituality of the owner of the sight, the current psychological state of the person, and the meaning of his eyes.

Extremely complicated.

And with such a complex old man's eyes looking at him with such complex charm, the illusion that appears becomes more and more unique.

Lin An only paid attention to the skin of the frog's head.

It is a contradictory feeling of knowing that one is already old and feeble, but one's heart is beating with joy and full of vitality. Visually, it is reflected in skin that is full of oil and looks full of tension.

But this skin looks so loose and full of wrinkles.

It's like a piece of hard leather that has been kneaded by invisible force. The kneading marks are intertwined with its own lines, showing intriguing simplicity and brokenness.

There are many markings on the green oily skin, which are different from the markings of frogs in nature. The gradient color patches of dark green and black are particularly impactful.

That kind of pattern even has an indescribable feeling, as if it has gone through the complexity of the erosion of time. Lin An's experience cannot be used to analyze the content well.

But he doesn't need to analyze it, he just needs to copy it.

Unfortunately, the modular tool library for modeling cannot perfectly display all of this. The unique curves of the folds and the wonderful gradients of the stripes probably require more sophisticated skills to adjust.

Lin An was not very skilled in operating the options and data adjustment boxes above.

I don’t even know what most of the tools are used for.

The first time he came into contact with this modeling software was when he came back from the hospital after cataract surgery. At that time, he relied on this software to create a rough portrait of a three-headed dog with a snake tail.

"No, it's not that green."

"That's not right, this green is too bright."

"Hey, is it this green, and then adjust another brightness data?"

Time passed slowly, and the black cat squatted next to him, leaning its head on his shoulder and looking at the computer screen curiously.

The little boss didn't know which department he went to, but he wandered back now. He originally wanted to greet Lin An for discussion, but when he glanced at the computer screen, he was completely attracted by it.

"Yes, that's right!"

He murmured, "It has to be this exciting feeling. If you take out this shield right now, which gamer can compare..."

"Good guy, that's amazing. Tsk, tsk, tsk, I have such an amazing eye, I can recognize pearls with my sharp eyes."

Seeing that Lin An still looked dissatisfied with the shield model he had made, he couldn't help but feel more satisfied.

a ha ha ha……

Awesome!

He must not let down Lin An's magical craftsmanship, and he must come up with a game that shocks the world!

Wa hahaha……

He tiptoed to the glass wall of the office and gently pulled the blinds to block the view outside the office.

Antler Game Software Development Company is still too weak, and this secret weapon cannot be exposed now!

After doing this, he gently opened the office door and walked out, pressing the button above to lock the door.

Then he greeted the little secretary who came over, "We can go to the interview in the afternoon by ourselves, and don't come over to disturb Lin An's creation when we get back later!"

The little secretary was stunned, "Anzai is creating?"

Is that dumb programmer creating? What's the matter with having such a ridiculous feeling in my heart.

"What Anzai!" The little boss glared at her, "That's Lin An! Lin An! Don't you know how to call people by their names? How disrespectful it is to give people random nicknames!"

"..."

The little secretary really wants to say that the title Anzi was given by Old Liu. This old fritter likes to give nicknames to his subordinates. He uses this method to establish prestige in front of employees. Otherwise, why don't you go and accuse him? And you can even cheer for it!

"Okay." She nodded obediently, "Lin An!"

"That's right." The young boss rubbed his chin, "The special project team will keep a low profile for the time being. Anyway, it's mainly about planning and art, and it won't be divided into departments. Go and tell the human resources department. Lin An has officially become the special project team. The team leader asked them to prepare a new contract.”

"Salary..."

The little boss looked back and said, "Twice it."

"Huh?" The little secretary was jealous. She stared blankly at the little boss with her mouth wide open, and finally said blankly, "So many?"

"What do you know? He's worth the price. I'm afraid I won't be able to keep him."

The little boss waved his hand and asked the little secretary to go quickly, while he walked around in front of the office.

After a while, he took out his mobile phone and started making a call, "Hey, mentor, hahaha, what kind of businessman is this? Games are also part of the cultural industry..."

"Hey, eh, mentor, yes, I continue to study. Yes, I am reading "The Art of War" recently."

"That's wrong. What does it mean that the more you read, the more you go back? Tutor, when I read this book again now, my insights are special... OK, OK, I'm just talking nonsense..."

"It's like this. Can you introduce a few senior brothers and sisters, preferably those who have studied domestic history and culture and foreign history and culture. I plan to ask them to help plan the game."

"No, why did I lead them astray? I am also looking for more ways for us to engage in history. And this is also a good thing. The audience for the game is young people. We can take the opportunity to spread history to young people. Culture, how wonderful.”

"Hehehe, I know, mentor, you are the best to me, so that's settled."

"..."

The little boss outside the door smiled and walked away with the phone in hand, but Lin An inside the door had stopped adjusting the software.

He gently stroked the huge cat head leaning on his knees, with half-squinted eyes, mobilizing the dark golden spiritual blood of Chen Xinmi, the female boss of Suxin Software, and tried his best to let his increasingly active brain remember this black cat. every detail.

He made a surprising discovery.

It turns out that black cats’ hair is not black.

It is an extremely dark red, a red with a restless charm, a dark red that is almost black.

This black cat is very playful. It is usually restless like a child with ADHD, but as long as it is gently stroked, it will calm down immediately.

He obediently allowed Lin An to play with various positions, his stomach made a unique vibrating sound of gurgling, and he whimpered and hummed softly.

Lin An's eyes were blurry as his arm slid gently and scratched the black cat's belly.

As his brain was under the influence of the dark golden blood, his entire brain was running faster and faster. He felt that his body temperature was rising rapidly, and there was a cold wave flowing down from the sky, making his head cool for a while.

The whole person was in a daze and even forgot himself.

Only the black cat in front of me was left.

Every tiny movement of it, every detail in every corner.

When a cat's ears twitch, its eyes will squint...

When the tail is curled to the side of the head, the mouth can't help but open to bite...

The color of the abdomen is lighter than that of the back, with a slight red glow under the light...

Wow…

Wow…

Wow...

Lin An suddenly shuddered and woke up from this unique state. He blinked and was shocked to find that the dark golden blood in the body had almost dissipated!

"!!!"

Will this thing ever be used up one day?

And so suddenly!

It was like when the battery of his mobile phone was at 98%, he looked at the full battery and thought that the battery of the mobile phone would not be exhausted. He played the game for a while, and suddenly a notification sound appeared on the mobile phone. He took a closer look, good guy, there is only one left. 6%!

And this unique excitement was not a reminder given to him by the dark golden spiritual blood.

That seems...

It’s your own spiritual prompting you!

Lin An couldn't help but think of the first time he consciously used the dark golden spirituality of Chen Xinmi, the female boss of Suxin Software, and he saw a lot of spirituality in himself. (Chapter 16)

But except for the ugly head and the deer in flames, other spiritual beings were so unique that they could not leave any vivid memory in his mind.

Just now, this stirring spirit was obviously one of the invisible spirits prompting me.

As if telling myself - at least leave a little, it will be beneficial.

As for the benefits, Lin An didn't know.

He closed his eyes and felt the darkness in his heart. As he came into contact with more and more extraordinary powers, there were more and more things in his heart.

A small ball of Chen Xin's blood enchanted the golden statue.

A drop of amber-textured water absorbed by Zhou Xiaoxiao's illusion of leech mucus.

A portrait of a deer jumping down from the rocks.

and a picture of a cat's tail.

As he came out of that unique overclocking state, Lin An felt increasingly dazed, and a feeling of extreme fatigue swept through his heart.

He shook his head, frowned, and vaguely heard a lot of whispers.

It was like there were countless people yelling at him, trying to tell him something, but unfortunately he couldn't hear anything clearly.

Dark golden light surged, and he seemed to see many huge figures towering into the clouds, but he seemed to see nothing at all.

Panting, he pushed open the office door and looked in the direction of his colleagues outside the door. He immediately saw countless monsters and monsters sitting at his colleagues' workstations.

As he opened the door, these hallucinations all turned to look at him.

"..."

He pursed his lips and endured the gazes of all the monsters, trying his best not to show any weirdness in his limbs. With a calm face, he went to the snack area in the corner of the office, found a bottle of energy-supplementing drink and drank it down.

Feeling weak, he threw the drink bottle into the trash can. He walked along the aisle and went to the bathroom to wash his face. When he raised his head, he saw that his face in the mirror was horribly pale.

What's strange is that countless black smoke is coming out of his body, like flames, claws and fangs pointing towards the sky.

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