Katu

Dongshang Acropolis is located on the edge of the eastbound area, and outside the city is the wilderness. Every once in a while, Dongwei Academy will organize students to go into the wild for practical training. However, in order to ensure the safety of students, there will be a large number of teachers accompanying them. Although they will not go deep into the wilderness, in order to avoid unnecessary danger, the school has prescribed strict protection measures.

This time, several students from the Star Academy wanted to participate in this practical training, but because there was no prior preparation, there were not enough teachers to accompany them. However, these students from the Star Academy were very insistent, which also caused a dilemma for Dongwei Academy. If the students of Xingyuan were in any danger at Dongwei Academy, the consequences would be unimaginable. So Zuo Tingyi hurried over to discuss with Wang Ze, hoping that he could restrain these students from the Star Academy.

Wang Ze immediately understood what Zuo Tingyi meant. He smiled slightly and said calmly: "Juniors don't have to worry about them. The principal had explained it before they came out. If anything happens to them, our school will naturally take care of them." Take responsibility. The students of this school have some ways of protecting themselves, so there is no need to worry about this."

Although his tone was calm, there was undoubted confidence in his words. Zuo Tingyi was startled, although he was relieved. After all, he was a student of Xingyuan. How could he not have two brushes?

Nodding, Zuo Tingyi said goodbye to Wang Ze and went to negotiate between the two parties.

Looking at Zuo Tingyi's retreating back, Wang Ze was a little lost. He was responsible for the entire exchange group this time and had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. Looking around, his expression became a little complicated, but soon he regained his composure.

When he thought of the past glory and current decline of his alma mater, Wang Ze felt the blood in his body boiling, and he secretly made up his mind to get things done this time.

When he woke up, Chen Mu felt refreshed. After eating something, he began to sort out the drafts on the table.

Not long after, Lei Zi also woke up leisurely.

"Wake up." Chen Mu didn't raise his head, and was sorting out the draft in his hands.

Lei Zi responded with a hum, stood up, stretched, and groaned twice before turning his head: "Mu Mu, should we buy materials today?"

"Well, that's what I wanted to tell you."

Outside the store, Lei Zi's face was livid, and the muscles on his face twitched. He squeezed out a few words through his teeth: "This is simply a money grab!" He touched the few Oudi in his hand with a painful expression.

Chen Mu ignored Lei Zi, he was now completely immersed in a sense of satisfaction. The bag in his hand was full of card materials and raw materials for making card ink. He had never had so many raw materials.

Back home, Chen Mu kicked Lei Zi out. He needed to be quiet when making the cards, and asking Lei Zi to be quiet was as difficult as asking a mute to speak.

Looking at the mountains of materials in front of him, Chen Mu suddenly burst out with unprecedented pride in his bones. Although he only had some initial raw materials on hand, this did not hinder his enthusiasm for card making.

Chen Mu did not produce it immediately, although the details of the entire story had been deeply ingrained in his heart, but he needed to convert the details of the story into every detail on the card. Moreover, he does not have enough materials on hand, so he can save a lot of money by making one less mistake.

Chen Mu has never thought that he is more talented than others in making cards, but there is one thing that he feels that he is better than others.

That means he is diligent enough! In order to save money, he had to work hard to figure out the structure on the card in his mind. This not only saves a lot of money, but also allows the card maker to become more familiar with the structure of the card.

This is just preparation.

Stimulus stone, Luo Xin juice, with the same dose of ink blue pulp, cook for ten minutes over low heat until the stunner stone is completely dissolved. The prepared card ink will be slightly viscous and will glow when stirred with a stirring rod. Circle after circle of bright blue ripples, with a spicy smell that stung your nose. Chen Mu now looks less like a card maker and more like a wizard in those novels.

This story called "Encounter" was already familiar to Chen Mu.

Without waiting for the card ink to cool down, he quickly took out a blank card, picked up a slant-edged pen in his right hand, and lightly dipped a little card ink into it. Without any hesitation, the slant-edged pen landed on the blank card.

The pen flows like a dragon and a snake, like clouds and flowing water, without even a second's pause in between. The ink, still carrying some heat, fell on the blank card along the tip of the pen. Under the control of Chen Mu's perception, it glowed with a slight white light.

Chen Mu's eyes were focused and his expression was meticulous.

Chen Mu learned this from the magic mirror of the mysterious card. When making a fantasy card, if you start drawing while the card ink is hot, the brush strokes will be very soft and smooth, and the fit between the card ink and the card surface will be higher, and the effect of the produced fantasy card will be excellent.

However, it only takes about two minutes from completion to cooling down. In other words, Chen Mu must complete the production of the entire card within two minutes. This is why Chen Mu has to calculate the structure of the entire card over and over again.

He was already familiar with every detail of the structure on this card. And the hand that had drawn countless one-star energy cards was as stable as the most precise instrument, without any error.

Compared with his hands, which can be said to have been tempered over thousands of times, Chen Mu's use of perception is much worse.

Fortunately, there have been no glitches so far.

A pattern that looks like a rose flower becomes more and more complex as the pen tip is extended little by little. Each line that makes up the pattern glows with a shimmering light, flickering like breathing.

The expression on Chen Mu's face was still so focused and meticulous, but the slight sweat on his forehead showed that this was not an easy job.

Even though he had made a lot of preparations, he still ignored a very fatal problem. That’s the use of perception! He had been focusing on how to get familiar with its structure, but he had neglected this issue.

His breathing began to become a little disordered, and using perception was quite laborious, especially for someone whose perception was not high and who didn't use it much. Now, he was feeling increasingly strenuous. Although the feeling from the pen tip was still so smooth, and although all the structures could easily and clearly emerge in his mind, he already felt a little powerless.

The light of the pattern on the card began to dim little by little.

If the light on the pattern disappears before the card is completed, the card is completely useless.

The veins on his forehead popped out, his heavy breath was extremely hot, and the sweat beads turned from the dewdrops just now to streams. The only thing that remained unchanged was the pen in Chen Mu's hand.

The empty perception made Chen Mu very uncomfortable, but he had no choice.