With the big sweep of the garbage day, the original panic atmosphere of the landfill area gradually eased. The people from the Cross Sword Union seemed to have given up, and there were fewer younger brothers who almost surrounded Feng Xueyuan's address.

However, Feng Xue knew very well that this was not because the Cross Sword Union gave up, but that it adopted a more hidden search strategy, such as allowing appraisers to hide their professions and tags and wander around the streets.

This was when Feng Xue met the appraiser she had met before, but found that there was no label on his head.

However, this is not a big problem for Fengxue, because during this period, he had already planned to go into seclusion to refine weapons.

...

"It's over!" Looking at the secret book of Bu Tiange handed back by Chen Xiyao, Feng Xue raised her eyebrows and said:

“Have you learned it?”

"Well, do you really don't have similar mathematics textbooks?" Chen Xiyao asked unwillingly. Although it is more troublesome than the CD that can learn skills by listening to a piece of sound effects on your forehead, it is still very powerful even if you have to read it once to learn it.

"This is really not." Feng Xue shook her head, but did not immediately roll up Bu Tiange's secret book, but said:

"You copied this secret book, mainly the contents behind it, and keep the original format as much as possible. Do you understand?"

"There are those broken chapters that you can't even understand?" Although Feng Xue said that you can only read the general guideline, how could Chen Xiyao not turn it back?

But the secrets of Bu Tiange are all incomplete except for the general outline, and it would be great if the contents below can be understood in about 10% of the handwriting.

"This secret book itself is full of pictures and texts. Your astronomy foundation is too poor, so you can't tell it. You copy the contents on it in the format. After you go back, you can combine the external astronomy knowledge and try to complete it. Then you will be able to come up with the complete secret book."

"Can I really go back?" This is not the first time Chen Xiyao asked this, but this time, she has some confidence.

"Well, the Cross Sword deliberately lowered its defense a little to find you, but this is also an opportunity. Then we open the foggy field and break in. As long as you touch the door, you can go back."

Feng Xue made a statement expressionlessly, as if she was just talking about something irrelevant. At the same time, he kept breaking down the cards one by one, then took out the pages of the book, or made a strange illusion, or continued to increase the size until the pages of the book collapsed into a black ball.

And when the useless illusion accumulated to a certain number, he would pull out the indescribable rod-like object from his pocket and impose the most severe punishment of heaven on them-

This is a method of recycling illusions that he has discovered accidentally recently. As long as he destroys them with a illusion with sufficient destructive power, the illusion will lose its unmelting function. After melting the residue, there is a chance to recover some elements.

As for how he discovered it...

Well, this starts with the fact that he just came back yesterday when he made a "true and indescribable stick" and lost control of his emotions, so he picked up a crowbar and smashed it down.

In short, although doing this is a waste, it is at least a stop loss.

Chen Xiyao felt much more at ease about Feng Xue's indifferent attitude and had no nonsense. She immediately picked five pages of paper with the least number of words and started to copy and copy. Most of the paper used for pirated books is not very good, but the corresponding ones are also very thin and transparent. The rubbing and printing the broken articles will have a considerable advantage. Chen Xiyao just took a charcoal pen and kept depicting the words that could be seen clearly on the broken articles, and then used black and white to show the parts that were stained or melted by water stains.

At this moment, Chen Xiyao thanked her parents for signing up for the Chinese painting class she enrolled in when she was a child. Although her level is average, she can now describe the "artistic conception" part of the secret book that belongs to the "picture".

Even if it is very few, it is better than nothing.

"Damn it, I would have stolen my phone if I had known it! If there was a camera now, it would be better than anything else!" Chen Xiyao couldn't help but complain, but then she closed her thoughts again and tried to understand the shape of the broken pages. The positive emotions she had traveled through at the beginning had long been wiped out. Now she has reached the point where her eyes will turn red as soon as she thinks of home.

"ha?!"

Just as Chen Xiyao began to want to wipe her tears secretly, a strange cry immediately diverted her attention.

She has heard this sound many times these days. Without thinking too much, it must be that guy who made something strange.

I wonder what this time is?

Chen Xiyao turned her head, but did not see the strange toys that made her blush or embarrass her a few times before, but...

A mirror?

No, it seems to be wrong, it is more like a lens or something...

"What is this?" Chen Xiyao was used to saying something directly. Seeing that it was not a strange thing, she immediately asked curiously, but Feng Xue's expression was very strange. She just raised her hand and stuffed the mirror into the storage bag. She did not give a direct answer, but just said perfunctorily:

"Nothing useful."

"If you don't say it, don't say it." Chen Xiyao curled her lips when she heard this, bent down again and began to copy Bu Tiange. Feng Xue temporarily suppressed the idea of ​​practicing strange things and gathered up her previous inspiration.

He found that he seemed to have formed something amazing...

"No, such a comedian-like thing may not be that powerful, so you still need to try it out." Feng Xue was about to make up her idea and tried it out tonight with those bad signs, then took out items one by one and continued to start his recasting work.

This kind of life lasted for three days, until Feng Xue converted all over 800 pages of paper into illusions, [Knowledge] and the black ball, and finally stopped this boring and surprising work.

To be honest, Feng Xue thinks that recasting is really like drawing cards for mobile games or unboxing online games. If you draw fewer coupons in your hand, then every send is full of tension and surprise. But if you make up your mind to open hundreds of boxes and draw thousands of times in a row, then in the end, except for the moment of shipment, the rest will be calm without any sorrow or joy.

Not to mention that Feng Xue’s unboxing process cannot be skipped with one click. She only drove it for three consecutive days, and she felt a little numb. But when he finally kept more than a dozen illusion objects, he suddenly realized, Wow! When did he save so many?!

However, perhaps due to the limitations of the base or due to the components of the elements, the effects of these illusions are very awkward. They cannot be said to be completely useless, but there is nothing that can make people shine.

"But enough!" Feng Xue examined her plan again. After confirming that there was no problem, she finally stood up and said to Chen Xiyao:

"Are you ready? I'll send you home tonight."


Chapter completed!