If you become a monster, you will succeed.

Chapter 76
Led by three people who didn't know if they were secretaries, bodyguards, or both, Feng Xue held the Yanwei Dictionary in one hand and a word card in the other. Amidst the sound of rubbing, he walked into a spacious room with a posture like a saint who was about to preach like a believer rather than a prisoner.

This is a bit similar to the visiting office of a prison, but it is much bigger. The whole room is divided into two parts by a transparent plate with an unknown material, but the thickness is close to ten centimeters. The boss who didn't look very smart yesterday , and the wheelchair man who was suspected of being tortured by Infinite City were chatting on the other side of the transparent plate at this time, and beside them stood five or six bodyguards holding guns.

"It's pretty careful." Feng Xue thought to herself, and walked towards the two of them, but when she was less than five meters away from the transparent wall, she was blocked by a hand, and then there was a burst of chattering. What more words.

But looking at the situation, he probably understood that it meant that he couldn't move on.

At the same time, Jeston also took out his mobile phone, and after he fiddled with it, a blunt male voice came out from the speakers in the four corners of the room——

"Dear Mr. Han Meimei, I hope you can do what you promised. This is related to your life."

"Life? What do you mean? Is it a machine-turned pot?" Feng Xuehaoxuan thought that her thoughts had been exposed, but then realized that this was probably the trouble caused by the machine-turned. Don't look too precise.

"Yes." Feng Xue responded, then took out her word card, and showed the few words copied down yesterday to the bodyguard who stopped her.

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"What's written on it?" Seeing this, Jeston wanted to go over and observe with his own eyes, but considering the possible danger of the other party, he chose to stay where he was and asked the bodyguard.

"Boss, on these pieces of paper, there are 'ceremonies', 'materials', 'sites', and 'probability'."

Listening to the bodyguard uttering the corresponding words one by one, Jeston nodded and said:

"I have already prepared what you asked for yesterday, and the place is wide enough for you to carry out here. As for the success rate, I have prepared a lot of materials, and you can try until you succeed."

The mobile phone faithfully translated his phone into Chinese, and at the same time, the man at the side also took out a box from the corner, which contained the materials that Feng Xue copied to Jeston with the Yanwei Dictionary yesterday.

Seeing Feng Xue squatting in front of the box and tinkering, Fran frowned, and immediately said:

"My friend, I have to remind you that if he masters a power similar to magic and draws a lethal magic circle, we will all be unlucky."

"If he really knows magic, how can he be caught by us? Besides, this is a high-strength resin that can withstand an rpg bombardment. I can guarantee that if he attacks us, he will be blown up first. he himself!"

Jeston tapped on the transparent wall confidently. Although he didn't have much talent, he still attached great importance to his own safety.

Seeing that Jeston was obsessed with obsession, Fran stopped talking, and just stared at Feng Xue with his remaining eyes, as if cursing him for failing in the performance.

Feng Xue didn't care so much at this time, but just checked the things in the box.

A few bags of blood should have been brought from the hospital's blood bank, some mercury sulfide—the main component of cinnabar, things like writing brushes, and some ore as a substrate.

After confirming that he had all the things he wrote yesterday, Feng Xue also relaxed a little. What he was most worried about was not that he didn't get them together, but that the other party deliberately added some "fakes" to these things. In this way, if he succeeded , the falsity of the ceremony will be exposed and fall into a disadvantageous situation.

But looking at it now, the other party obviously didn't have that awareness, everything was serious stuff, and those bags of blood even had a hospital label on them.Judging from the temperature, I am afraid that it was not long after it was taken out of the cold storage.

"Then it's time to show your acting skills." Feng Xue took a deep breath, tore open the blood bag, poured the scarlet liquid full of rust into the bowl, then took some cinnabar and threw it in, while stirring, muttering, It looked as if he was reciting a spell.

The brush was stained with blood, and was drawn bit by bit on the white porcelain floor. After a standard prototype, a beautiful hexagram, runes with unknown meanings, and symbols representing the sun and moon were filled in by Feng Xue. in the corresponding position.

Feng Xue didn't ask for any auxiliary drawing tools, because that would make him look very unprofessional, and only by showing a kind of familiarity, can people feel that he usually does the same.

As for how he can ensure that he will not be self-defeating?
Although the labels of Infinite City have been sealed, the knowledge and skills he has learned from those labels will not become unfamiliar. The hands that dissect a large number of corpses are stable and precise enough, and Chen Xiyao provided him with The label, let him get the design skills of plate carving.

Yes, although the painting is a bloody magic circle, Feng Xue used the skills of a cook to arrange a plate.

The whole process lasted for about half an hour before Feng Xue managed to draw the magic circle less than one meter in diameter.

At this time, his hands and wrists were a little red and swollen, and his ankles had already begun to ooze blood.

But now is not the time to care about these discomforts, Feng Xue took a deep breath, took out a piece of iron ore from the box and placed it in the center of the array, while pretending to recite the so-called spell silently, she quietly opened the golden finger panel, The crosshairs of the recasting were aimed at that ore...

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Feng Xue's operation was actually very boring, but it didn't lower Jeston's mood. Even though Fran on the side kept saying bad things, he didn't care at all.

In his eyes, that beautiful scarlet array is like a huge money printing machine, no matter how boring the manufacturing process is, it is perfect!
"It's coming! It's coming!" Jeston watched Feng Xue finally put the iron ore in the center of the circle, and suddenly became excited. His eyes were full of anticipation, but Fran didn't say much at this time , He had already said a lot in the half hour before, all he had to do now was to watch that demon fail!

Although he was just an ordinary person before entering that damned place, driven by Jeston's funding and hatred over the years, he has done a lot of research on these demons, so he is very sure that even if there is a manufacturing The method of magical items will definitely not be made out of a bunch of materials in the real world like this!
After all, how could these extremely ordinary materials become magical materials that are almost indestructible and cannot detect any known elements?
　ps1: Regarding language, I mentioned this at the beginning. In Infinity City is a shared language. No matter what they say, the other party can directly understand it and regard it as their mother tongue. The protagonist even thought that Infinity City uses Chinese. In short, Infinity City is not simultaneous interpretation or binaural, but sound track coverage.Therefore, it is impossible to learn a foreign language in Infinite City, but outsiders can hear that the other party speaks a different language from their own, but it is meaningless for outsiders to learn the language of Infinite City, because everyone in Infinite City speaks a different language.

　　ps2: About the worldview...

　　Brother and sister, I'm just getting started!Now go directly to the multiverse, how do I write it later?Two world-class monsters fought to the end of the multiverse, and the avenues were all wiped out?
　　I think I have covered a lot of details, the different-dimensional channel that will strangle the omen, the information garbage from the heavens and the world, and the "real things" in the items from other worlds, these are enough to explain the problem Bar?

　　Not to mention that I used a lot of mythological stalks in Infinite City, the Tower of Babylon, the shared language, etc. I have finally evolved from only being able to force settings to learning how to tell stories, and you want to push me back to the era when I only know how to write settings?

　　It is true that the Infinite City was born in Chen Xiyao's world, but human beings are also creatures born on the earth, so why not set foot in the starry sky?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)