Traveling through the beast world: Beastmaster, don't mess around!

Chapter 1013
Chapter 1013
Hearing that Ji Mo belittled the paper he thought was the best, not to mention Ding Yi couldn't help it, even Shuo Dong couldn't help frowning.He took two steps forward and said.

"Great witch, this is handed down from Luoyuan. Only our Chilong Clan can make it. It is very precious paper. Not to mention your Winged Lion Clan, even the head of the Bird Clan may not be able to use this kind of paper. "

Ji Mo glanced at him, and then said to the winged lion clan orcs behind him.

"Go inside and move a wooden table out."

When the table was moved out, Ji Mo put the paper in his hand on it, but felt that it was not enough, so he asked someone to move out another table, and the two tables were placed together.

She took out the piece of paper that Xi Ling brought back, Shuo Dong said immediately.

"Be careful, this paper is precious, don't break it." He said, reaching out his hand to help.

After being glanced coldly by Qianhuang, he quickly retracted his hand.

Qian Huang walked to Ji Mo and helped her spread the paper on the wooden table.

Putting the two pieces of paper together, everyone suddenly felt that there was something good or bad, but they felt something was wrong, because what Ji Mo made was not paper no matter how you looked at it. The paper was indeed very soft, but it was also very fragile. If a piece of paper won't break even when shaken, it's definitely not paper.

Ji Mo looked up at everyone's reactions, feeling helpless and wanting to laugh.

Why do these people identify with one thing, innovate it, or improve it so hard to accept?

She went into the wooden house and took out the brush and inkstone, then dipped the pen into ink, and first wrote a good word on their light yellow paper.

The ink quickly smudged on the paper, and a word that was originally very neat, was smudged a little crooked after a while.

Ji Mo finally understood why Ai Changfeng and the others wrote very big brush characters. If the characters were too small, they would immediately turn into black lumps.

Ji Mo looked up at everyone, then walked to the other side, ready to write.

Everyone stretched their necks to look at the paper under Ji Mo's hands, but Qianhuang, Ai Changfeng and the others are here, and ordinary orcs dare not squeeze, so they can only maintain the original formation, but everyone has a look. Looking anxiously and curiously at Ji Mo's side.

Qianhuang, Ai Changfeng, Leng Qiuhan, and Ai Qingmo stood by the table, watching Ji Mo write a good character of the same size and neatly on another white paper.

Then they were surprised to find that the black ink was only slightly smeared on the white paper, and then quickly solidified. The characters were still neat and beautiful, and they could see the character of the writer.

Ji Mo looked up at them with a smile, especially at Ai Qingmo.

"How? Do you admit it's paper now?"

Ai Qingmo took a look at Ji Mo, reached out and picked up the white paper on the table, then put it in front of her eyes and looked at it carefully, only to see that the back of the paper was not smudged too much, it was really very good.

Ji Mo smiled, pressed his arm to put down the paper, then took the pen again and wrote eight characters.

"Know yourself and the enemy and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles"

She wrote these words very small, but the font is still clear, without any signs of blurring due to smudges.

In such a contrast, those people of the Red Dragon Clan finally fell silent, even Ding Yi and Shuo Dong stopped talking. They believed that what Ji Mo made was not paper at all, but now they have nothing to say.

In the Beastman Continent, the function of paper is to write. Ji Mo's paper can write so many words, and it can also be so beautiful, which is enough to explain the problem.

Standing behind Leng Qiuhan and the others, Mansha also craned her neck to see the words written by Ji Mo, she couldn't help but said happily.

"Ji Mo, I believe that this is paper for you, and yours is even better. Look how good the handwriting is, and it won't smudge at all. How many words can be written on this paper, compared to that light yellow one? Much more practical."

Lu Yang didn't dare to squeeze in, there were big people in front of him, so he was standing outside anxiously, when he heard Mansha's words, he immediately became proud, and looked up at the people of the Red Dragon Clan.

"Who said before that our big witch couldn't make it? Who is it that is embarrassing and talking big, and laughing at others like a mad dog? Laugh again, keep laughing? How loudly did you laugh just now?"

Although the orcs of the Red Dragon Clan were angry, they couldn't say a word at this moment. Thinking about how they laughed at Ji Mo unscrupulously just now, they all felt their cheeks burn and lowered their heads.

Xiling's slightly frowning brows also slowly relaxed. Now he finally understands why Dawu Ji Mo is not in a hurry, nor does she feel depressed. It turns out that the paper she made is much better than that made by the Chilong Clan.

"Know yourself and the enemy and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles"

Qianhuang read these words in a deep voice, looking at Ji Mo.

Ji Mo smiled and nodded, "Yes, so if we want to join the war, we must first understand our enemies clearly, and only then can we make targeted deployments."

Leng Qiuhan also reached out to touch the paper made by Ji Mo, and there was a bit of surprise in his blue eyes.

He looked at Ai Changfeng and asked, "My lord, what do you have to say?"

Ai Changfeng gave him a cold look, "You don't have to be so complacent, you did the same thing as me before, do you think you can be treated better than me?"

Leng Qiuhan raised his eyebrows, took the piece of paper and walked to Ji Mo's side, smiling at her very enchantingly.

"Witch Ji Mo, we are always on your side, you know that?"

Ji Mo looked at Xiling and the others, and everyone in the Winged Snake Clan immediately smiled at Ji Mo. Ji Mo shook his shoulders in disgust, and then nodded to Leng Qiuhan.

On Leng Qiuhan's fair face, the smile became more and more captivating, and he raised his chin proudly towards Ai Changfeng.

Ai Changfeng looked cold, gave him a hard look, and then asked Ji Mo.

"Ji Mo, how did you make this paper? It does look better than the one made by the Chilong Clan."

Ji Mo looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Lord Leng, is it just for looks? Come and touch, of course, you can also write a few words."

Ai Changfeng actually wanted to try it himself, but Qian Huang picked up the pen one step ahead, dipped it in ink and wrote ten words under Ji Mo.

"I wish to have a single heart, and the white heads will not be apart"

Ji Mo looked at him in surprise and joy, she got into Qian Huang's arms, raised her head and asked.

"You actually know this sentence? Who taught you?"

Qian Huang looked at Ji Mo with gentle eyes, but when he heard Ji Mo's question, his expression froze for a moment. He was not good at lying to Ji Mo, so he told the truth.

"Princess Mingyu"

The smile on Ji Mo's face immediately became a little fierce, she pushed Qianhuang away, pouted.

Qianhuang reached out and hugged her quickly, "I asked."

(End of this chapter)