Mythical Scroll Artist: Starting with the God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming

Chapter 65 Late Night Visitor
But this is good too; with someone else taking the blame, I can be a little safer.

He just couldn't understand what the point of modifying monsters was.
Could it be that I can become a beast tamer?
Subsequently, various media outlets arrived one after another, their flashes blindingly bright.

After leaving the interview to Du Yifan, Wu Xian quietly slipped away, concealing his accomplishments.

After getting away from the crowd, I released laurel branches to travel at low altitudes. Even though it was less than a kilometer, I was just too lazy to walk.

"Ok?"

The laurel branch of my birth year faintly conveyed a strange feeling, but it vanished in an instant.

Looking back, there was nothing unusual, but I always felt like someone was watching me from the shadows.

"Is it just my imagination?" Wu Xian pondered. "Or is there some strange creature that slipped through the net?"

When Master Ma used his Yin-Yang Eyes, he found no trace of anything strange.

Riding on his flying sword, he returned to the small villa in the North District without any major incident.

From afar, he could see Huang Mao and his gang ransacking the neighbor's trash can. When they saw him return, they happily went up to deliver the loot.

Besides scraps and junk, Huang Mao also brought a large amount of Zerg materials.

"Hiss~, you've wiped out the entire Zerg race?"

"The main reason is that our Chicken King is too fierce. Killing insect monsters is as easy as eating and drinking water," the blond-haired man said with a fawning and respectful look in his eyes, already regarding Wu Xian as his second father. "I even want to try the beginner dungeon area."

"No rush, take your time," Wu Xian said casually, then asked, "Where's Lao Zhao? Why didn't he come with you?"

"Brother Zhao really wants to join the army, so he signed up," Huang Mao explained. "Now I'm in charge of the garbage squad. When the brothers get up, I'll join the army and find Brother Zhao too."

Wu Xian was genuinely happy for them. "It's better than being a garbage collector. Do your best after enlisting and strive to return with honor!"

"must!"

The group of men with yellow hair said goodbye with laughter.

Wu Xian went to Boss Hu to purchase a batch of mechanical monster materials, preparing to create the other members of the [Autobots] divine image and boost his mental power.

Yesterday, the presence of Ox-Head and Horse-Face, along with the birth of his natal flying sword [Laurel Branch], greatly enhanced his spiritual power.

It increases efficiency far faster than meditation.

So Wu Xian got the idea of ​​using original scrolls to boost his mental power, and the Autobots in his mind were just the right fit.

"Huh? It seems like there's been a change to Brother Zhu's amazing picture?"

It should be noted that the Autobots' human-god diagram had been gathering dust in their sea of ​​consciousness and had never been refined or improved.

But at this moment, the divine image mark on Pillar Brother has clearly gained some brightness and increased the degree of law concentration.

Upon closer inspection, it seems that a soul connection has been added to the image of Brother Pillar.

"Could it be that there's been some progress on Brother Tang Beng's side?"

This at least shows that Tang Beng has fully grasped Zhu Zige's idea for drawing the scroll and has his own insights and understanding of the divine picture.

After creating more than a dozen Transformers in one go, his mental strength surged.

Subsequently, a batch of authorized originals were reproduced, and his mental strength was greatly enhanced once again.

In the afternoon, Tang Beng drove over and brought the custom-made paint for Brother Zhu, his face beaming with joy.

"Brother, what do you think of this batch of paints? Do they meet your expectations?"

Wu Xian glanced at the industrially customized machine-made pigments and nodded in satisfaction: "They're a little worse than the ones I mix myself, but they're definitely enough for mass production."

"Okay, then we'll book this place."

Tang Beng immediately called his father, Tang Zhenghong, and formally signed the contract with the other party.

"By the way, my good brother, I have some good news for you," Tang Beng couldn't contain his joy, "I have grasped the idea behind Brother Zhu's scroll painting."

"I sensed it from the divine diagram," Wu Xian said with a knowing smile.

"Huh?" Tang Beng was both surprised and doubtful. "My brother has already created the Soul Divine Map?"

Wu Xian remained noncommittal and handed the original authorization certificate for Bumblebee to Tang Beng, saying, "Here, this is our next product, called Bumblebee."

"This...this..." Tang Beng was so excited he couldn't contain himself.

Wu Xian waved his hand dismissively, then asked curiously, "From what I understand, the Autobots' God Diagram has almost no rules or patterns, but it seems like you've improved Optimus Prime a bit. How did you do that?"

Speaking of this, Tang Beng became very excited and described it to Wu Xian in a very fast-paced manner. In short, Tang Beng unexpectedly discovered that after incorporating the concept of soul and temperature, the mechanical principles, body materials, body structure, and so on of Brother Pillar had all developed and expanded into a huge space for optimization.

After a series of complex mechanical theories were explained, Wu Xian was completely stunned.

Good heavens, could Tang Beng really be a genius in this field?

"You mean, you just made a series of optimizations and improvements to Brother Zhuzi, and that improved Brother Zhuzi's Soul Divine Diagram?" Wu Xian was secretly shocked.

“It should be,” Tang Beng nodded excitedly. “I’ve been preparing to use this approach to refine Brother Zhu’s skills these past two days. If nothing unexpected happens, it should significantly improve Brother Zhu’s combat performance.”

Wu Xian couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

The Autobots' God Diagram contains very few laws and patterns, leaving almost no room for improvement in condensing the God Diagram or comprehending the laws and patterns.

Does this mean that the mechanical divine diagram itself does not need to rely on the law veins for improvement?
Or perhaps, Tang Beng's method is the way for the mechanical divine diagram to touch the power of the laws?

"Keep it up, Brother Tang! The improvement of this divine set of diagrams will depend on you from now on," Wu Xian earnestly encouraged.

"Yes!" Tang Beng nodded excitedly. "I have a feeling that as long as we follow this path, Brother Zhu will definitely be able to join the ranks of the top mechanical scroll artists, and even surpass those top mechanical scroll artists today!"

After some pleasantries and discussions, Tang Beng couldn't wait to go back and study the [Bumblebee].

"By the way, where's Sister Jump? Is she still working on that amazing set of pictures?"

Tang Beng helplessly spread his hands, "She went home a couple of days ago and seemed a bit eccentric. My father and I are thinking of taking her to see a psychologist."

"Ok."

After seeing Tang Beng off, Wu Xian silently began his physical training for the day.

Having acquired his natal flying sword, he now possesses considerable combat power.

To be fair, the old man's "spiritual power cultivation technique" is truly remarkable, having almost maximized the amplification effect of spiritual power on himself.

In addition, as his natal flying sword, the [Laurel Branch]'s level and performance are closely related to his own cultivation level.

This is the effect of the talent trait [Innate Sword Embryo].

It requires one's own vital energy and spiritual power to nurture and upgrade.

Wu Xian currently possesses level three spiritual power, and with time and nurturing, he can upgrade it to three or three and a half stars.

Consciousness sinks into the sea of ​​consciousness, nurturing the embryo of the natal sword through the scroll imprint of the [Laurel Branch].

The process of nurturing is similar to that of condensing a divine image, but it is quite different in many ways.

Time slowly passes during the nurturing process.

As night deepened, the bustling North Street area outside gradually fell silent.

However, Wu Xian began to feel irritable at some point, as if he were having a nightmare.

My breathing became heavy and rapid.

They seemed to have fallen into a deep sense of despair.

It wasn't until his natal God of Wealth activated his protective aura that Wu Xian realized something was wrong.

Suddenly opening my eyes, I saw a sinister and terrifying atmosphere permeating the dimly lit room.

The ceiling seemed to melt like ice cream, and the floor, like a writhing swamp, oozed scarlet blood.

It felt as if something was pulling him tightly from the bed beneath him, preventing him from standing up.

It seemed as if the devil was whispering in his ear, trying to lull him to sleep in despair.

In the hazy light, a twisted black shadow slowly approached him, reaching out its demonic claws...

Buzz~!

A golden light suddenly appeared around Wu Xian, and a rich flow of wealth circulated around him. His powerful mental energy suddenly brought Wu Xian back to his senses.

"who?!"

Before them, a hideous and terrifying demon, like a nightmare, was blocked by the protective aura of wealth.

Wu Xian could clearly sense that this demon was not a monster, but a powerful painting spirit with an aura of five stars.

(End of this chapter)