All People Casting Soldiers: Create a Resurrection Armor at the beginning

Chapter 3 If nothing else happens...

"boom!"

Holding the Zhubing pen, Wei Ran made six strokes on the Zhubing paper, but made a mistake, causing the entire Zhubing paper to be scrapped.

into black ash.

"Failed……"

Wei Ran's pupils shrank slightly.

This time, he didn't need the magic weapon arsenal to help him trace the failure reason, he also knew why it failed.

Because the sketching and design process simulated in the magic weapon arsenal is not the same as the reality after all.

He held the pen a bit jerky, which resulted in the inability to grasp the strength more accurately, resulting in a failure in the end.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous... Take your time..."

Wei Ran said silently in his heart, let himself relax, don't be nervous, otherwise it will really be over.

Because in one exam, only three soldiers casting papers are provided to candidates, if they fail to draw three times, then the question of designing mysterious soldiers will be worth 0 points.

Wei Ran took a few deep breaths, and then he was not in a hurry to sketch the design on the casting paper, but lightly sketched on the test paper.

Although he didn't leave any marks on the test paper, he did this mainly to master the strength.

Familiarize yourself with the techniques.

three minutes later.

Wei Ran's body has already recalled the muscle memory of his predecessor's drawing of the design drawings.

"Okay! It should be fine now..."

Wei Ran took another piece of casting paper, and began to sketch with a calm expression.

This time, he made no mistakes in the sketching process.

It is very easy to outline the rough embryo of the armor.

Then, it is the fusion process and technique of casting materials, and a simulated casting is carried out...

Wei Ran sketched, completely devoting himself to it.

no more...

Time passes slowly!

"Dangdangdang..."

The thick, melodious bell rang.

It represents the end of the Shenbing literary examination.

"The exam is over, stop writing and hand in the paper!"

The proctor standing on the podium shouted in a deep voice.

"???"

Wei Ran, who was immersed in the drawing of the Resurrection Armor, was awakened by the deafening voice and was startled. He almost made a mistake in the drawing and wanted to scrap the entire casting paper.

All previous efforts were wasted!

Fortunately, he stabilized the casting pen in time, so that no tragedy happened.

But is exam time over?

But he still has a little time to draw the design of the resurrection armor.

He has just completed four-fifths of the blueprint, and he is just short of the last point!
Wei Ran was anxious, and quickly asked: "Teacher, I will draw up the design drawing soon, can you give me a little more time?"

"No, hurry up and leave!"

The proctor looked at Wei Ran expressionlessly, and said indifferently.

Looking carefully, he looked at Wei Ran with contempt and disgust.

During the whole process of Shenbing literary examination, he could see clearly, and he had the deepest impression on Wei Ran.

During the examination process, the other candidates filled in the content honestly and drew the blue soldier design.

Only this kid, Wei Ran, scratched his head and scratched his head for more than half an hour at first, wondering what he was doing?

For the next six hours or so, he didn't know whether he was in a daze or sleeping with his eyes open.

It was not until the last hour that he finally realized that he started writing in a hurry, and now he came to tell himself that there was not enough time...

Are you so embarrassed?

Not to mention that as an invigilator, he is not qualified to give candidates more time for the exam.

Even if there is, it is impossible for him to spare a guy like Wei Ran.

"I……"

Hearing this, Wei Ran wanted to say something more, but under the stern gaze of the invigilator, he finally shut up.

With a sigh in his heart, he finally put down the casting pen, gathered up the examination papers and design drawings, and then stood up and handed in the papers.

At the door of the classroom, the other candidates who had already handed in their papers couldn't help giving him some pointers.

The expression is either joking or regretful...

They are not Wei Ran's classmates, but they have also heard of Wei Ran.

But they didn't expect that Wei Ran would sleep in a daze during the college entrance examination today, and didn't write until the last hour...

Is this the pride and confidence of Xueba?

Unfortunately, it seems that the car overturned in the end!

Tut tut...

Wei Ran ignored their gazes, and walked out of the classroom with a gloomy mood after handing in the paper.

Go outside the examination room.

Damn, it's almost there, give him another ten minutes, no, eight minutes, five minutes...

He was able to sketch out the design of the resurrection armor.

so...

If he had known that the meeting would be short of this time, he shouldn't have simulated and sketched the design in the arsenal of magic weapons one more time.

Or it's the first time to sketch in reality, don't waste time, just fail to get started, it's better to get familiar with it...

Maybe it's time!

Unfortunately, it's too late to say anything now.

I just don't know if he is about to draw a successful design of the Resurrection Armor, whether he can impress the examiner's hard-hearted heart, so that he will not take a duck egg, and even give him another chance...

When Wei Ran was thinking about this, there were several shouts behind him.

"Wei Ran, Wei Ran..."

The voice sounded familiar, Wei Ran stopped and looked back.

I saw a little chubby, no, it should be said a little strong boy, running towards him.

Wei Ran took a closer look at the other party, and the relevant memories gradually emerged.

This boy seems to be named Zhao Yi, he is his classmate, and the two of them play well.

As Wei Ran traveled for eight hours, the more memories he fused, he was almost no different from the original Wei Ran now.

"Wei Ran, I heard that you slept for seven hours in the examination room? You only started writing in the last hour, and then the car overturned. Did you finish writing? Hand in a blank paper?"

Zhao Yi looked at Wei Ran and asked with worried eyes.

"No, how is it possible, I didn't hand in a blank paper!"

Wei Ran quickly shook his head in denial.

He didn't hand in a blank paper, but he did hand in the Xuanbing design!
Although, the blueprint is not finished yet, it is almost...

But after all, it can't be called a white roll!

"Let me just say, how could you do such a thing, it must be those who are jealous of you who are spreading rumors about you..."

Hearing Wei Ran's explanation, Zhao Yi breathed a sigh of relief, then put his arms around Wei Ran's shoulders, and walked out of the examination room together.

After the two walked out of the examination room.

The two families immediately surrounded them.

"Xiaoyi, how did you do in the exam?"

"Xiaoran, how did you do in the exam and what is the estimated score?"

Both the Zhao and Wei families asked them curiously.

Zhao Yi looked confident, and said: "It should be no problem to get a score of 500."

Then, their gazes all turned to Wei Ran.

Look expectant and excited.

Wei Ran's score is better than Zhao Yi's. If he plays normally, he should be able to score 600 points.

Wei Ran felt his scalp tingling for a while as he was stared at with anticipation by everyone.

He opened his mouth to speak, he wanted to speak but stopped, he stopped speaking and then wanted to...

Finally smiled and said: "If there is no accident, it should be okay..."

(End of this chapter)