ghost on paper

Chapter 62 Unlimited 'Shares'

Truman, the real Truman, is cats in the luxury apartment he rents.

The avatar was taken away by the red shirts around 8pm.

It's almost 12 o'clock.

Haven't been released yet.

Truman could clearly see the perspective from the avatar's side. It seemed that Hei Sha's process of making the potion had reached a critical stage, and Truman needed to translate the spiritual text to cooperate with the progress.

Different from the precise three-ring pagoda-shaped spiritual structure of the workshop owner when refining potions, Hei Ya's demand for spiritual texts in refining potions highlights a "large amount and full control".

But for all the spiritual texts related to Zhuge Liang, throw in as much as you want, and occasionally throw in one or two wrong ones, it's not a big problem.

Truman has translated about 8 words of spiritual text from 12 o'clock to 16 o'clock, and threw them all in. Now he feels a headache.

"Mr. Truman, work harder, it's not enough." Hei Sha encouraged Truman.

"The 'share' has reached its limit..." Truman pressed his head, this is his avatar, it would be a joke if it shattered because of the exhaustion of the 'share'.

At present, Truman's "share" is the combined value of the deity plus the avatar, which is 22 characters.

Of course, you can’t use up all of them. It would be a headache to use up 80.00%.

"Take a break first." Hei Sha said, "For an ordinary person, you are already very good, but I don't think you have reached your limit yet."

Not only is it excellent, it is simply too excellent, but it is still a bit worse than when Truman translated 20 consecutive words in a row.

Bragging kills people... Truman thought in his own head.

At the same time, both Trumans noticed that it was only a few minutes before 12 o'clock.

The time travel is about to begin.

But at the moment Truman still has a 'legend' beside him.

Big crisis.

Truman thought.

But it's nothing special, the big deal is that the avatar collapsed in front of the black yarn, and Truman started to run away.

The seven-star lamp can protect Truman from being "divinated". As long as Truman covers his face and blends into the crowd of homeless people in Lundini, no one can find him.

Just have to start everything all over again.

But this time he has more money.

Clang clang clang clang clang...

The clock in the apartment and the pocket watch in Truman's avatar pointed the hour and minute hands to 'XII' at the same time.

The time travel begins.

……

Truman returns to Earth.

In front of him, the computer desk was still the same computer desk.

The computer screen is always on, this is to save the time of booting.

In the next second, Truman felt a severe headache.

This is similar to the pain felt the last time I tried to leave the avatar on Earth, but much less.

The reason for this improvement is because of... the seven-star lamp.

Truman on Earth was surprised to find that there was a mouth around his naked upper chest at this moment.

The mouths are arranged in a circle, from one shoulder blade to the other, like an ancient totem necklace with a strange and barbaric metaphor.

The six mouths squirmed and complained:

'It hurts', 'Where is this place? ', 'Where's Dad? ', 'What about Qiqi? ', 'Why is Qiqi so far away? ',' Dad, Dad, we hurt so much! ', 'Daddy, what did you do to us? '.

The Seven Star Lantern was brought to Earth.

No, it was the six auxiliary stars that were brought to Earth.

The main star is in the avatar, in Habsburg in another world.

Truman thought in his own head.

The headache is very painful, which means that the 'share' is decreasing, but the pain quickly reached a balance and was gradually relieved.

Truman was very familiar with this situation. In less than 20 minutes, Truman's mind returned to normal, and he could think clearly and judge the situation.

That means Truman's 'share' has returned to average.

The recovery speed is already equal to the consumption speed.

In front of Truman, two perspectives are displayed at the same time. On the side of the earth is an open computer screen, and there is still a page about Zhuge Liang's poetry search on the screen.

On the page, the last sentence of the poem, "Death before leaving the teacher, makes the hero burst into tears" is the basis for Truman's translation of the 56-character Changling prose.

Why 'copying' cannot be brought to the earth.

'Seven Star Lantern' can?
Or, 'copying' is a characteristic bestowed by the God of Books on human beings, while 'Seven Star Lantern' comes from Lingwen?

Anyway, Truman realized one thing.

If his body is on the earth side, he can recover his 'share' at a very high speed.

So wouldn't the avatar be able to use the 'share' unlimitedly in the other world?
Isn't this just guarding the spring and fighting war?

……

Another perspective.

The underground chambers of the Habsburgs.

Truman looked up.

He scanned the environment.

The same weary Crimson was still concocting potions.

Paying attention to Truman's movements, Heisha turned her head and met Truman's eyes, and found that the assistant's energy seemed to have returned, and he looked radiant.

"I can start working," Truman said.

Heisha watched Truman start to work at his desk, and the progress was astonishing, her eyes could not help but glow.

Sure enough, she spent time, energy and thought to keep this translation genius by her side...

For the next hour.

Truman let Hei Sha know what it means to be an expert translator.

With the support of almost unlimited "shares", Truman once again translated 10 words of spiritual text in an hour.

It includes a 3-character continuous word, a 4-character continuous word, and 3 separate spiritual texts. In terms of workload, it can reach as many as 12 characters.

It has perfectly fit Heisha's definition of Truman's image.

Heisha looked at Truman's figure with the look of seeing a baby.

……

It was early morning.

Truman's 'unlimited share' time has expired, although the share is still full, but in order not to look like a monster, he still presses his head and groans to indicate that he is no longer able to do it.

This time, Hei Sha let Truman go, translating 26 spiritual texts in a row, and the actual workload was nearly 30, which was far beyond the limit that Hei Sha could recognize for ordinary human beings.

Hei Sha continued her potion preparation like a witchcraft ceremony.

……

7:[-] am.

When the first rays of morning light hit Habsburg.

The little Baron Habs, who had been waiting all night, finally heard the news he had been looking forward to from his attendants.

The potion for his promotion to 'Master' is complete!
Little Habs grandly received the Great Potion Master Heisha and her assistants in the living room.

Hei Sha held a golden medicine stove bowl made of gold and inlaid with jewels, walking on the red carpet as thick as clouds, and when he approached the seat where the little Baron Habs was sitting, there was an atmosphere of a national teacher offering tribute to the elixir .

Truman followed behind Hei Sha, imagining how little Habs would feel when he saw the scorched objects in the bowl.

He has seen potions.

The promotion potion for the first rank of 'Actor' is as beautiful as it is poisonous.

And the legendary 'conspirator' promotion potion made by Hei Sha is as ugly as a pile of shit.

Hei Sha did not hand over the potion directly to Little Habs.

But talk about another topic.

"My lord baron, your butler wanted to murder my assistant yesterday. Fortunately, his shameless plot failed, otherwise today's great potion would not be possible."

Hei Sha paused for a moment, and then added, "Due to problems in the execution ceremony, the potion needs to replenish a lot of spiritual texts. Mr. Truman translated 30 spiritual texts for you last night."

　Update~ Since there is no recommendation, I plan to put it on the shelves at the beginning of next month
　　


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