my avatar drama

Chapter 53 Synchronization Experience
"How to systematically learn the craftsmanship of the Perfect Bi people?" Wan Yi asked before leaving.

When Uncle Ye heard this, he didn't make a fool of himself: "If you just want to learn the basics and get the most basic understanding, then many people can tell you. But if you want to get started, it's best to have a perfect person guide you. Of course, you can also try it yourself. There are also some geniuses who can master patchwork without a teacher."

Wan Yi nodded, and left the shop with Chen Changcai.

"Sure enough, you are still interested in Wanbi people?" Chen Changcai asked.

When he first entered the city, Chen Changcai told Wan Yi that he could try it if he had an idea. These days, Wan Yi himself almost forgot, but today's trip ignited his original interest again.

"Indeed, who wouldn't want to dream about making weapons with their own hands?" Wan Yi stretched out his hand and covered his mouth.

Chen Changcai said: "The principle of the perfect people is very simple. Most people can only absorb the fragments by themselves, but the perfect people let the fragments absorb each other and plan the direction of forming. The difficulty lies in the individual talent. The more connections you see, the more perfect your craft is. stronger."

As he said that, he turned and said: "If you want, you can ask the perfect man from Guiyi to guide you another day. This job is difficult to get started, and it will be much easier if you have someone to help you."

"There is a perfect person in Guidao here? Then why didn't you find that person this time?" Wan Yi asked.

"I didn't know if you would join or not, so it was safest to use my own connections to find Uncle Ye." Chen Changcai explained.

"Is there another way?"

"Hey, I have already joined, but I don't want to be too deeply tied to the organization, right?" Chen Changcai immediately heard Wan Yi's implication, but it was not surprising, after all, Wan Yi just joined, so it is impossible to have a sense of belonging.

Chen Changcai believes that Wan Yi can live well even without Gui Yidao, but he is willing to join because Gui Yidao can help him deal with more problems and avoid some troublesome things.

Wan is also noncommittal.

Chen Changcai said: "Then go to the 'City Perfection Center'. Those who were judged by the city as having the potential to be perfect people were taken there to study. You can ask someone to help guide you if you pay the money, and then there are special promotion classes. .”

"A professional talent training base?"

"It's about the same, but it's in the center of the city, and the perfect person is a master." Chen Changcai made a metaphor.

Wan Yi also understood.

Even if money is given, it may be treated as a wronged seed.Although people in the city would not take the initiative to trouble the refugees, that would be too cheap, but if the refugees came into their field of vision, their attitude would be entirely up to them.

Even if people don't do anything with money, the little refugees can't play with the perfect adults in the city center.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself."

"If you want to realize it by yourself, you can, brother courageous." Chen Changcai clapped his hands in praise, but of course he didn't think that Wan Yi could figure out anything by himself.

Either I want to improve and try to ask him for help later, or I lose interest after a while and give up.

Just like that, Wan Yi and Chen Changcai said goodbye and went back to the house.

……

theater.

As soon as he came in, as expected, Liang Rendao was already waiting for him.

"It's time for me to look for you again?" Wan Yi said.

"That's not true, I have never let go of my yearning for the head of the troupe." Liang Rendao also continued cheekily.

"Let's leave this to your old friend." Wan Yi shrugged and took out a bag of fragments.

"What do you want to find me this time?" Liang Rendao said with a gentle smile.

Wan also told him about Wanbiren.

After listening, Liang Rendao nodded slightly, and stretched out his hand to Wan Yi.

Wan Yi gave Liang Rendao a bag of fragments in his hand.

Afterwards, a white and emerald green power flickered from Liang Rendao's hands, covering the fragments in the middle.Immediately afterwards, with a crisp sound, all the fragments shattered.

"Synchronize with me." Liangren's voice sounded.

Wan was also a little surprised.

The synchronization between the avatar and him is uncontrollable and always on, and between him and the person in the play, he can take the initiative to switch.

But for now, no one in the play is willing to keep pace with him for a long time, not even Liang Rendao.

He hasn't synchronized with Liangrendao for a long time. The last time he checked Liangrendao for any abnormalities after the script of Liangrendao was garbled, it turned out to be fruitless.

Even though the synchronization was completed at that time, he found that there was a large blank in Liang Rendao's memory, which was difficult to spy on.This makes Liang Rendao even more mysterious among the characters in the play.

Putting that aside, Wan Yi asked, "Are you sure?"

"Come on, I've been successful in guarding the gods recently, and I can last him for half an hour." The beloved said without changing his face.

Now that he said so, Wan Yi didn't hesitate, and directly started the synchronization with him.

For Wanyi, this is just a slightly different small part added to the vast consciousness cluster.

But for Liang Rendao, countless "junk messages" exploded in his mental mind at the same time.

Yes, Wan Yi's thinking, wisdom, spiritual strength, etc. are really only at a level higher than ordinary people. Normally, an existence of Liang Rendao's level cannot be disturbed by such low-level spam.

But these "junk messages" initiated by a large number of "Wan Yi" are endless, one copy two copies, two copies four copies, and they continue to expand in their minds.

Unless the amount of information of an individual is endless, otherwise, in the case of continuous contact, one day it will be covered by Wanyi's spam.

Then it becomes a clone of Wan Yi.

Of course, this is theory.

Under normal circumstances, Wan Yi cannot maintain contact with a super-standard existence for a long time, and apart from the synchronization of the avatar and the characters in the play, Wan Yi has no means to stably pull other people into the consciousness cluster for the time being.

Furthermore, as long as a body of information is large enough, even if it will be replaced by Wan Yi's information one day, it may take Wan Yi's information to expand without seeing the end of time before it can be successful.

After the synchronization, Liang Rendao's mind was confused, and he was in a trance for a short time, but he quickly got used to it.

Later, Wan Yi saw the whole process of Liang Rendao's follow-up operation by reading Liang Rendao's memory and the whole body's senses.

The broken pieces were firmly grasped by him, and Liang Rendao saw countless possibilities of putting them together in his eyes.

Then, he randomly selected one of them, and manipulated the fragments with strength to start putting them together.

But in an instant, a white long sword appeared in Liang Rendao's hands, exuding a compelling edge, it was not ordinary at first glance.

Afterwards, Liang Rendao's spirit strongly resisted, and Wan Yi also turned off the synchronization.

The beloved suddenly felt his mind clear.

"It's okay." Wan Yi said with concern.

"It's only been 3 minutes, so there's nothing to worry about." Liang Rendao still maintained a smile. If you don't look at the cold sweat on his forehead, there is nothing wrong with it.

He handed the sword in his hand to Wan Yi.

Wan Yi looked strange.

"I gave you nineteen shards, ten of which are sharp shards, and nine are hard shards, all of which are rotten street pieces. The most common perfect weapon for this combination is a kitchen knife, and the more powerful ones are machetes. It's..." Wan Yi said.

But what he got now is completely different from the word "ordinary".

Excellent hand feeling, appropriate weight and extraordinary air quality.

Liang Rendao maintained a smile and said: "Ten sharp fragments, nine hard fragments, [-]% probability of being ordinary iron sharps, [-]% probability of high-quality sharps with special materials, and [-]% probability of diamond indestructible , and there is even a smaller probability of being able to directly spell out a weapon with spiritual intelligence, but I have just learned the art of Bibi, so I am not good at learning it."

"Then this sword is..."

"It's useless except for the indestructibility of diamonds and the ability to cut iron like mud. It's a joke."

"You are pretending."

"Heh." The beloved smiled without saying a word, and turned to say, "A perfect piece of jade is indeed miraculous. As long as you can see the possibility and keep your hands close to your eyes, you can create something out of nothing just by relying on fragments. It's not like me , but also need to prepare a lot of materials, of course, it may just be some differences in the rules.”

Wan Yi put his sword on the audience seat next to him.

"Then let it be like this, you should have experienced it already." Liangren said.

Wan Yi nodded: "Well, just go with your feeling, the rest is just a little practice."

"If you get any fragments of medicinal materials, you can call me, which just saves me from collecting herbs everywhere." Liang Rendao added before leaving.

"Okay." Wan Yi responded directly.

Although Liang Rendao's help to Wan Yi has always been free, but as long as Wan Yi can do it, then he will fulfill the reasonable demands of the people in the play.

A tacit understanding among everyone in the theater.

Wan Yi exited the theater and saw the sword pieced together by Liang Rendao in his hand.

Tried again, and found that the sword could no longer be returned to the theater.

"The real thing still can't enter the theater, but the fragments can be taken to put together, which is another unexpected discovery." Wan Yi said, and put the sword on the corner of the wall.

As a result, as soon as the hand was released, the sword left a deep sword mark on the part where the wall connected to the floor, and then cut into the floor.

"hiss……"

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(End of this chapter)