There's something wrong with this catastrophe word game

Chapter 261 The Sense of Ceremony

"Have you gathered all the materials?"

The Witch of the Book reconfirmed in case she got it wrong.

Chen Qi glanced at the materials:

"Yes."

The eyes of the Witch of the Book were both surprised and embarrassed, she was not ready yet.

Are all people in this world so fast?

The Witch of the Book always felt that since she came to this world, she had a big problem with the speed of collecting and recognizing these materials.

Chen Qi held Xiaodengyinghu in his arms, put his fingers into Xiaodengyinghu's warm ears, drilled it, and relaxed.

Chen Qi has almost no relevant skills in making prisoner hunters, and he has no idea how to assemble this pile of black-smelling materials into a more terrifying prisoner hunter.

Chen Qi crossed his legs and touched the little lamp shadow fox:

"What's wrong with you? Witch of the learned book, can't you do it?"

The Witch of the Book blushed, and immediately replied, raising her sleeves to reveal her slightly muscular arms:
"Of course I can.

Back then, I even hoped to enter the workshop in Heihe Prison, and I got close to full marks in the theoretical exam. "

theory?

Chen Qi seemed to have heard the meaning behind the words, and couldn't help showing a puzzled look in his eyes.

The Witch of Books adjusted her glasses, and hastily turned out some books to hold her feet together.

Chen Qi looked at the Witch of the Book, and could only trust her.

However, without a hand, the Book Witch herself definitely couldn't do these things.

With a move of Chen Qi's finger, the "servant-type" shadows in the Traveler's Box formed a team of 20 people.

The more Chen Qi came into contact with the black shadow, the more he felt that the black shadow was an extremely magical creation.

It has no flesh and blood, but it is extremely old and proficient in many things.

Chenqi ordered:
"Shadows, from now on, apart from me, the Witch of the Book is your secondary master. Complete her orders without conflicting with my orders."

The black soul flame ignited on Soi Ying's body, responding to this call.

The Book Witch took out some books and began to review what she had learned.

Although there is no large workshop in Heihe Prison, as long as there is a finished product like "Exoskeleton Made in Heihe Prison", plus these rare materials, and the shadows, it is not a problem to create a prisoner hunter.

"All the shadows, according to my steps, first burn the prison stone, then fix the prisoner's heart, and find the circular opening near the heart...

......"

The Witch of the Book quickly entered the state, commanding twenty black shadows in an orderly manner, and began to make the prisoner hunter.

Chen Qi felt very comfortable watching the unhurried movements of the black shadows.

This group of black shadows from Hell, although they cannot be called masters in terms of the fineness of creating items, they are enough to be called proficient.

"It seems that there is nothing wrong with me."

Chen Qi suddenly felt relaxed.

In an instant, he was actually able to lick the cat while watching the witch of the book command the black shadow to make this kind of prisoner hunter.

It's so pleasant...

Chen Qi stroked the soft little ears of the little Dengyinghu, and the little Dengyinghu let out a soft purr from time to time.

Recently, with enough food, Little Dengyinghu's belly has become chubby and feels good to the touch.

Chen Qi suddenly looked at the pointed teeth of Xiaodengyinghu, and suddenly realized a problem.

The little lamp shadow fox is a species of disaster beast, not a "pet cat" for people to play with.

"It can't be kept like this anymore."

If it continues to be raised like this, Little Dengyinghu might become a mascot.

Chen Qi thought in his heart that it is indeed necessary to go to the Messenger Tower of Natural Disaster.

Chen Qi thought about it, and felt a sense of fatigue in his body.

Recently, the senses in games have become more and more exciting.

During the long journey in the prisoner's land, Chen Qi could feel that this body blessed by the core of flesh and blood was gradually getting tired.

The body slowly relaxes, and the breathing gradually calms down.

Chen Qi closed his eyelids, hugged Deng Yinghu, and fell asleep.

"There are still some difficulties. After all, there is still a gap with the prisoner hunter made by Heihe Workshop."

In "The Witch Book", the witch of the book sat on a chair, rubbed her hands together, and showed a confident expression.

It's just a mere production of a prisoner hunter!
She was about to pretend that it was difficult, and then said a few words from Versailles, so as to show her amazing wisdom in front of Chen Qi.

The witch of the book looked at Chen Qi.

Fell asleep?
The Witch of the Book ran to the edge of the book, after thinking about it, she had better keep her voice down.

After the witch of the book asked Sombra to cover Chen Qi's body with a sheet, she continued to rack her brains to find a way to use these materials to make the Prisoner Hunter.

……

Half a day passed, and a new day arrived.

Chen Qi suddenly felt a sense of warmth coming from his body, as well as a terrifying sense of oppression.

"There are enemies!?"

Chen Qi suddenly opened his eyes, looked around, and some black fires ignited on his arms.

The characters in the game are also affecting the dawn.

Chen Qi could feel that the perennial vigilance of the game characters was also reflected in him.

Morning Qi sweeps around, there are no enemies!
However, the Traveler's Box at this moment caught him by surprise.

Today, the [False Sky] of the Traveler's Box is no longer a bright blue sky, but has been replaced with a gloomy wind, which is an obvious style of Heihe Prison.

"???"

Chen Qi was stunned, what happened, someone changed the sky box in the traveler's box.

In front of Chen Qi, a "black shadow" with an obvious change in appearance stood in front of him. The dark soul flames on the black shadow's body were burning, and he had black flame hair.

Thick black mist is everywhere around, adding a lot of mystery to this "female" black figure.

The black shadow held an ancient and mysterious book in his hand, and slowly opened the book with his dark and illusory fingers.

among the pages.

A white-haired witch was sitting by the window, and the red moon's sunlight shone on her through the tulle-like curtains, as if covering her with a soft halo.Her slender fingers flipped the pages of the book lightly, her eyes focused and bright.

On the blackboard behind her, some complicated forging processes were written, as well as a scribbled portrait of a pitch-black monster.

The witch put down the pages of the book, picked up the black tea on the desk, and took a sip:
"Are you awake? Treasure hunter?"

There is elegance in every gesture.

Chen Qi looked at the strange movements of the Witch of the Book at this moment, and asked in surprise:

"Hmm... Book Witch, how long have you been doing this?"

The Witch of the Book choked:
"???"

At this time, you should not ask:

"Witch of the learned book, have you already made the prisoner hunter in such a short period of time?".

Chen Qi had a vague premonition that the Witch of the Book was no worse than the Witch of the Candle, but she was sealed in the book, so she couldn't use her fists.

"Half... half an hour."

The Witch of the Book drank her tea, blushed, and replied hesitantly.

She really didn't want to answer Chen Qi's question that destroyed the sense of ritual.

But as a professional magic book, there must be answers to all questions.

She felt that a creation of the level of "Prisoner Hunter" had to have some sense of ritual when it was obtained through hard work.

Chen Qi was a little excited:

"That is to say, half an hour ago, you had already finished making the prisoner hunter!"

Chen Qi had to admit that she was indeed a witch in the past, even though she was just a book now.

"Yes."

The witch of the book drank scented tea, this should be praised.

Chen Qi looked behind the black shadow, under a white cloth, the scorching breath continued to come.

"The sense of oppression of the prisoner hunter..."

Chen Qi crooked his fingers, and under his control, Heihuo lifted the white cloth.

(End of this chapter)