Why hunt down a super stupid innocent wizard

Chapter 40 Rainy Night
After all, Lin An failed to delete the green picture.

The little boss rushed back to his office to find a USB flash drive, copied the pictures into it, and carefully locked it into the safe in Lin An's office, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Anzi, this piece of green is the magic weapon for our game, understand?"

Lin An pursed his lips and did not speak.

But the little boss walked around excitedly, "This is the green shape on the shield you want to make, right? Maybe it shouldn't just be used on a shield, it should have more uses!"

As he spoke, he looked at Lin An with wide eyes, "Let's set up a level. The BOSS will use this green color, and the equipment that will be exploded will also use this green color. Believe me, this BOSS and this set of equipment will definitely become an eternal part of the players' mouths." A classic!”

Lin An sat in silence on the office chair. He raised his head and looked at his boss chattering, but muttered in a daze, "I feel like I am copying... no, creating life."

A life in a spiritual dimension.

He was a little afraid that if the skin of the frog head was really made completely, what kind of effect would it have? Will it copy the old man's spirituality?

It doesn't seem to be possible, because he only focused on the green skin, and he didn't copy the frog's eyes, so many hands, and other things.

And this is what he feels is creating, not replicating life.

It feels weird.

It was so strange that he thought that if such a green-skinned boss was really drawn, would it really appear in the real world.

what is this?
God Pen Horse?

Lin An didn't know.

The little boss shouted excitedly, "That shield, I remember, you have other details on it, right? It's not just this green! Anzi, do your best, I won't let you suffer."

He supported Lin An's shoulders with both hands, his eyes sparkled, "An Zi, you are simply an artist!"

amount……

passed by...

The outrageous words of the little boss finally brought Lin An back to his senses. He found that the little boss really likes pouring chicken soup on people, so he just smiled helplessly.

But since the little boss was so satisfied, Lin An finally breathed a sigh of relief. At least he had an explanation for the high salary the little boss offered him, up to 4 yuan.

He always felt that his past work experience as an ordinary programmer was not worth so much money, so he was a little flustered.

"Work hard on this green plan, Anzi, do it to the best of your ability, and let me see your limit." The little boss patted Lin An on the shoulder with a serious look, "I will give it to you then. Pay raise!"

Ah, this...

Lin An's eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously, "Okay!"

No, the little boss gave too much.

After making such a painting, the little boss was obviously more excited than Lin An. On the way to the happiness community in the suburbs of the city, the little boss didn't stop talking all the way.

Crazyly imagining the wonderful scene of the future game killing everyone, he even started to promise to give Lin An shares if the game really became popular and swept the industry.

Let Lin An work hard to improve himself so that he can make up his mind to completely tie Lin An to the chariot of antlers.

Lin An just grabbed the armrest of the passenger seat door and didn't speak. In his eyes, the little boss had almost turned into a lion that couldn't fit in a small car, with an air of pride.

Lin An didn't take the matter of the boss pouring chicken soup and painting flatbreads to heart.

Is he really worthy of being given shares by a big game company that was once well-known in the industry?

Don't even dare to think about it, it will only increase your troubles.

Besides...

The Antlers Game Software Company secretly serves as the source of income for the supernatural power of the Antlers Witch Hunter Knights. Even if such things as shares are really written in a formal equity transfer letter, it is not so reliable.

Only strength and skill belong to oneself, Lin An knows.

When he was about to get home, Lin An asked the little boss to put him down, and went to the mall to buy a good-quality basketball net bag, and then scanned a shared bicycle and rode back to the community.

The ugly head was still sleeping, and the blood flowed along its hair and spread to the mesh bag, and then dripped all the way to the ground, where it gathered into a small pool of blood.

Lin An put the net bag aside, thought for a moment and took out the curtain with the black cat portrait from the cabinet.

Try every means to improve yourself as soon as possible!
This seems to have become a very urgent matter.

He stared carefully at the portrait of the black cat on the curtain, found out the ink again and poured it into a small saucer, and lay down on the curtain with a brush, continuing to add a little bit of detail.

Lin An did not use Zhou Xiaoxiao's amber spiritual mucus. Although there is no qualitative difference in spirituality, there is a quantitative difference. He must be more careful in his calculations.

To help improve the brain ability, memorize the books given to me by Professor Cao, if there is any extra, I will use it to assist in the completion of game art.

As for the portrait of the black cat in front of him, he is already very familiar with it, and the required brushwork seems to have been mastered by heart after the last painting.

Nowadays, what is needed more is focus, patience and meticulousness.

Drawing cat hairs one by one, watching them smudge and dye on the unique fabric of curtains, my heart seems to be full of small joys and unique restlessness involuntarily.

The rainy season in Shenhou City still hasn't stopped, the gloomy sky finally started to drizzle lightly, and the cool wind blows in from the window, sweeping away the heat of summer.

Lin An is getting better and better.

With the appearance of the black cat, he seemed to be filled with the spirituality of the black cat, and unconsciously entered the rhythm of the breathing method, with the strength of "civet cat bow stretching method", like a cat The child is lying on the curtain and drawing a black cat.

Gradually, it seemed that only he and the curtain canvas were left in the whole world.

Gradually, the canvas seemed to disappear.

The unique off-white curtains seemed to smudge into a crystal clear water surface, moving with his breathing.

And his cat was looking at the water surface, full of joy and restlessness, staring at the black cat under the water surface.

meow~
He gently raised his hand and cautiously stretched it towards the water.

And the black cat under the water seemed to be standing on a surface of water looking down at him, and also stretched out its pink paws to touch his hand.

wow~
He seemed to hear the sound of water, and with a rippling ripple, he seemed to fall into the water, immersed in a sea full of spirituality.

There are so many spirits here, different from the pools of spirits in the dark place in his body, this place seems to be everywhere.

But he didn't seem to be that suitable for entering this ocean, as if he was squeezed by a huge elastic water ball and bounced up again.

Flip to the surface again.

Following him came the black cat, stretching out its fluffy face, and rubbed against his cheek.

bang~
There was an explosion outside the window, and Lin An regained his normal vision with a jolt.

He stared blankly at the storm that reappeared outside the window, feeling a little lost for no reason, and looked down at the curtain again.

I don’t know when, but he had finished drawing the portrait of the black cat.

Closing his eyes, a lifelike portrait of a black cat also floated in his dark place.

This seems like a long journey.

Lin An carefully hung the curtains on the curtain rod on the window, looked at the black cat in silence, and finally smiled.

"Fortunately."

"Scared me!"

"I thought something would be drawn like the magic pen Ma Liang, and then the other party would come out of it."

Get its shape, get its spirit, get its rhyme.

Lin An never thought that he could really draw such a portrait.

"Wow~" He silently gave himself a thumbs up and raised his eyebrows, "Great."

Delicious.

The wonderful supernatural ability of spirituality is great, the method of assisting painting, which may be a wizard casting spells, is also great, and the ability to control the body brought by breathing methods is also great.

But extraordinary power has its limits.

Lin An found himself hungry and a little sleepy at the same time.

Tiredness surged over him, and he was too lazy to clean it up. He simply closed the original curtains and covered the black cat portrait.

Looking at the rainy night outside the window, Lin An finally chose to make a pack of instant noodles, and fried an egg for himself. After a warm meal, he lay on the bed contentedly.

only……

"Let me down~ let me~ come down~~~let me~~~~down~~~~ come~~~~"

The sleepy Lin An found helplessly that that ugly head seemed to be full of sleep.

It's very sad!
He sighed and took the head out of the mesh bag, letting it roll on the ground looking energetic and humming.

Lin An yawned, was too lazy to pay attention to it, and lay down on the bed again.

"Lin An, Lin An, Lin An~" the head muttered.

Lin An turned over and subconsciously pulled the blanket to cover it.

"I had a dream, hehe, it's amazing, I can dream." The head bounced to Lin An's pillow, opened the mouth full of black teeth and black hair and said excitedly, the blood on the hair flicked Lin An It's all over the face.

Lin An pulled it aside, "Don't bother me, I can also have a sweet dream."

"Guess what I dreamed about?" The mouth of the head moved in Lin An's hand. When he let go of his hand, he said louder, "I dreamed that a girl came to you in the middle of the night. She is very beautiful. The kind, hey, that figure is like a peach..."

Lin An had long been used to its noise, and almost directly filtered its sound, and continued to fall asleep deeply.

At this moment, there was a sudden ringing of the doorbell at the door.

"Ding dong~"

"!!!" Lin An suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the door in amazement, and then looked at his head, "You! You just said what you dreamed about! No, no need to repeat, why did you tell me that the other party came to me ?”

Could it be that the witch Chen Xin came to the house?

Will his home be blown up like Professor Cao's?

Swallowing his head, he looked a little scared, his teeth were trembling and making a rattling sound, and he couldn't speak at such a critical moment.

you!

What do I need you for!
Lin An thought so, but still picked up his head. The blood flowing through this thing was a kind of spirituality that was very suitable for him. Although it would be absorbed if it could not be gathered in his body, it could still exist for a short while.

And this moment is the key to assist in casting spells.

Head brand batteries, used ones are good.

Lin An's head was busy thinking about things, and he tiptoed carefully towards the door.

Boom~
Thunder and lightning came again outside the window, and heavy rain fell.

(End of this chapter)