Chapter 1153 Practice
Xin Qiwen put away the membership card and transferred the funds from the account, and said: "In the practice hall No. 7 on the first floor, if there is no designated instructor, the Alchemy Society will randomly assign the instructor within 10 minutes. Will be there.”
"The time charge will start immediately after the instructor arrives. You only have one hour."
"What is the alchemy level of the instructor?"
"This is the secret of the society. Anyway, it is better than You are much taller.”
Fang Heng frowned.
"Lord Fang Heng, let's leave quickly, don't waste time."
Ade was afraid that the two of them would fight, so he quickly pulled Fang Heng away.
Fang Heng nodded to Ed and said thank you, "Well, thank you."
Ed breathed a sigh of relief.
My heart says, don’t just thank me superficially.
Why do you spend a lot of money, but the game doesn’t indicate any improvement in friendliness?
This money spent made Ed feel uneasy.
Suspicious all the way, the two came to the gate of the practice hall No. 7.
There is an indicator light above the gate entrance.
Fang Heng pushed the door open, and Ed stayed outside waiting.
The interior of the practice hall is very empty, with the floor and four walls being pure white.
There are almost no decorations except an old wooden wall clock.
There are several tables placed near the corner. There are many alchemy experimental equipment and bottles and jars of materials piled on the tables.
Soon, a middle-aged man with a beard stepped into the room.
"I am Slovin, the instructor of the Alchemy Society."
Slovin said with a bit of impatience on his face, "You are the new student, I'll talk about the ugliness first. Learning alchemy is not that simple. , Don’t expect any progress in just one hour, don’t be dissatisfied and cause trouble and waste everyone’s time.”
Fang Heng looked up at the wall clock hanging on the wall. .
The clock has started.
"Tell me, how advanced are you in alchemy?"
"I have been studying alchemy on my own. I feel that I have reached the threshold of elementary alchemy, and I want to go further to the elementary level."
“Self-taught?”
Slovin frowned and couldn’t help but want to laugh.
Stop being funny.
A mage taught himself alchemy?
Still feeling good about yourself and reaching the edge of beginner level?
Isn’t this funny?
"Okay, let's give it a try. Make an ordinary synthetic alchemy magic circle for me to see. It doesn't have to be too difficult, just a first-level one."
Fang Heng stood where he was. Not moving.
What is the first-level synthetic alchemy magic array?
He doesn’t understand!
"What? Hurry up and arrange it?"
"I don't know how."
Slovin was stunned for a moment, and he wanted to laugh even more.
Good guy, you don’t even know this most basic thing, how dare you say you have touched the threshold of elementary alchemy?
Who gave him the confidence?
"Okay, then whatever you know, just demonstrate whatever you are most comfortable with..."
"No need."
Fang Heng glanced at it The wall clock above the room interrupted: "I just want to know how to improve primary alchemy as soon as possible."
"Tch, okay. I originally wanted to check your basics and tailor the alchemy magic patterns for you. That's okay. I'm just being sentimental. Just watch it."
Sloven Without further ado, he walked forward and picked up the alchemy pattern materials placed on the table.
Stepping forward, Slovan crouched on the ground.
Soon, a detailed alchemical pattern was drawn on the hall floor.
Fang Heng stood aside and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"No, do you see it clearly? This is it. According to this magic pattern, you draw it from beginning to end for me. When you can completely draw the picture and text, you will have touched the threshold of elementary alchemy. By then I will I’ll teach you how to cross this threshold in the next step.”
Sloven said and looked at Fang Heng, "Come on, don't stand there, come and try."
"Well, okay."
Fang Heng observed carefully After reading the picture and text trends and all the details, he sighed softly, walked forward, and picked up the alchemy pen on the table.
Spiritual power is poured into the tip of the alchemy pen.
As soon as Fang Heng touched the ground with his brush, he immediately felt an indescribable rawness coming from his brush strokes.
Suppressing the feeling of jerkiness, I continued to write. The magic pattern could only be drawn with just a few strokes and it was already unsustainable.
Fang Heng was forced to stop.
Buzz...
A dim yellow light flashed on the ground, and the runes just drawn on the ground disappeared.
The game prompt flashed on Fang Heng's retina.
[Tip: You failed to practice the alchemy magic pattern, your alchemy talent +0.001].
"No, no, no, I really can't see, your posture when holding the pen is wrong."
Slovan looked disdainful.
He now believes that Fang Heng’s alchemy is self-taught.
"And your power, is this what it is? Are you too incompetent? Have you never systematically learned alchemy at all?"
Sloven stepped forward dutifully even though he was squirting. Demonstrate again, "Look at me like this, do you understand?"
[Prompt: You have been taught by Sloven, you have some understanding of the magic pattern alchemy array, your basic alchemy Magic experience value +1].
Fang Heng looked at the game log.
The experience value that was originally stuck has really increased.
interesting.
It is possible that the advanced conditions for elementary alchemy require the experience points to be filled up first.
Sloven stood on the side, watching Fang Heng standing there in a daze, without urging him.
He has seen many such people.
Do you really think anyone can learn alchemy?
Sure enough, people, the richer they are, the stupider they become.
"Okay, think about it slowly, call me when you have figured it out."
Slovin was so happy that he slowly walked to the chair aside and sat down to rest. .
Fang Heng closed his eyes and quickly mobilized the zombie clones in the Plague Land and the underground world.
Thousands of zombie clones under control immediately stopped all the construction, ore collection, excavation, transportation and other tasks they were doing, and began to draw magic circles on the ground with their fingers.
In less than half a minute, dense game prompts began to refresh on Fang Heng's retina.
[Tip: Your zombie clone failed to practice the alchemy magic pattern...].
[Tip: Your zombie clone failed to practice the alchemy magic pattern...].
Among the countless messages of failure, several positive game tips will be refreshed from time to time.
[Tip: Your zombie clone failed to practice the alchemy magic pattern. You have a deeper understanding of the magic pattern alchemy, and your alchemy talent +0.001].
[Tip: Your zombie clone failed to practice the alchemy magic pattern. You have some insights into alchemy, and your basic alchemy experience value +1].
Five minutes later, Fang Heng opened his eyes again, raised his head, raised the sharp pen tip in his hand, and quickly drew the magic pattern alchemy array on the ground.
When he started writing again, although Fang Heng's movements were still a little clumsy, they were no longer as jerky as before.
Failed.
Failed again.
Fang Heng drew again and again.
The floor of the practice hall is specially made and will be cleared immediately once the alchemy magic circle fails to be drawn. (End of this chapter)