Al's voice sounded, and Mo Lan broke out of his meditative state.
Sitting at the dining table to eat, Mo Lan looked Al up and down, making him a little nervous.
"Not bad, how many paintings can you finish? Draw one for me to see after dinner."
"Yes, sir."
As soon as Mo Lan finished speaking, Al immediately accelerated his chewing speed and finished the meal in a few mouthfuls. Then he quickly took out a piece of animal skin and a small bottle of animal blood.
However, Mo Lan noticed that Al did not take out the spell scroll he had finished drawing, but directly picked up the wolf brush and started drawing.
The tougher wolf hair was dyed red by the animal's blood, leaving red marks one after another on the animal skin.
Al drew on the animal skin with skillful techniques, every stroke horizontally and vertically, every stroke without any mistakes. It was extremely precise. It was obvious that he spent a lot of time and hard work on it.
Mo Lan's mental power enveloped the animal skin, and he could clearly sense that the elemental power in the animal skin and animal blood began to be activated by the spell model.
The first half is relatively easy, but the middle half becomes a bit difficult.
Before you can control your mental power, when you draw spell scrolls, your mental power subconsciously follows your hand, and the movement of the pen guides the elemental power.
Al is like this now, which uses his mental power less efficiently. In the later stages, Al will almost be holding on.
His eyes widened, veins appeared on his forehead, and the thin pen holder seemed to have a huge weight. At this time, only the last section of the mage's scroll was left, the last five percent.
Seeing this, Mo Lan had a strange look in his eyes, and did not stop him, but waited quietly.
At this time, Al had forgotten everything around him, only the pen and the small spell scroll were left in his eyes, and there was only one thought in his mind.
"We must not disappoint sir."
With his mental energy exhausted, Al felt a twitching pain in his head, but the next moment there seemed to be some broken sound.
With the final stroke, the elemental fluctuations on the animal skin changed from strong to convergent, and finally turned into a qualified fireball spell scroll.
Al's head was in pain like an explosion, and he only heard a familiar voice say one sentence before he passed out.
"Al, be my apprentice."
"gentlemen......"
Al fell into endless darkness. After an unknown amount of time, he sat up suddenly and yelled.
"gentlemen!"
"I'm here."
Mo Lan, who was sitting in front of the desk, said directly without raising his head.
Al ignored the discomfort in his head and walked quickly to Mo Lan, his eyes full of anticipation.
"Sir, you just... you just said apprentice..."
"Aren't you willing to be my apprentice?"
"Yes, yes, Al is willing."
Al nodded repeatedly, with tears faintly appearing in his eyes, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Al doesn't need tears.
"Now, lie in bed and sleep until tomorrow morning.
This is your first mission."
"yes!"
Al took a look at the darkening sky, ran downstairs to his room, and lay on the bed.
Lying in bed, he couldn't sleep. It felt like there were thousands of words in his chest but he couldn't say them out.
In the darkness, crystal tears appeared in the sunlight, but Al immediately wiped them away.
Al no longer needs tears.
As the night grew darker, Al fell asleep, but Mo Lan on the second floor did not sleep. After four hours of meditation, his mental state returned to its peak state, and his mental strength had improved a lot. It was much more cost-effective than sleeping.
After the meditation, Mo Lan picked up an arm-long horn from the side.
This is the horn of the one-horned wild boar.
"How do these elemental powers combine with the horn and bones?"
Mo Lan struggled to penetrate his mental power into the bones. The elemental power inside was closely integrated with the structure of the bones, and could not be moved no matter what method he used.
"If they can't move, then these elements can't be used at all, they won't be active at all.
These bones are useless except for their hardness and high conductivity to elements of the same attribute. No wonder they have never been sold at a high price.
A monster has many claw bones and is of little use, so it is strange that it can be sold at such a high price."
Mo Lan rubbed his eyebrows.
"I can't find any use value. I have every reason to suspect that the giant force spell in the ogre bone rod that was auctioned was before the elements solidified, or while the elements solidified.
If this reason is subtly solidified, it will be fine for laymen, but it will not be able to fool insiders at all.”
At this time, Mo Lan raised a new question.
“So how are these elements solidified?
It was originally just an ordinary bone, but due to the solidification of elemental power, it is as hard as fine steel, and it can even become a permanent spell model that will not disappear."
Mo Lan felt that the technique of solidifying elemental power, even if it could not be used for permanent spells, was much more valuable than turning the bones of Warcraft into magic weapons.
"If I can learn this technique, then I won't need to use warrior methods to stabilize spells in my body?
If I can train my body's strength to the hardness of this horn, wouldn't I be able to use the staff to activate unparalleled strength among the warriors?
Wouldn’t it be possible for a warrior to strengthen his body, become invulnerable, and greatly increase his combat power?”
Mo Lan was moved. He felt that the elements in the unicorn seemed to be integrated with the unicorn at the cellular level.
"No, with my current mental strength, I simply cannot penetrate into the microscopic world. I must use other methods to study it."
But then Mo Lan suddenly had another question.
"How are monsters formed? Are they born as monsters, or do ordinary animals become monsters when they absorb too much elemental power?"
Mo Lan carefully recalled the monsters he encountered before.
"It seems that some of them, such as the one-horned wild boar and the green dragon, are basically guaranteed to be Warcraft at birth.
In other words, it is not true that when you are just born, you will naturally turn into a monster when you grow up.
What about the others?”
Mo Lan didn't have an answer, so he thought about it and asked a question on the mage forum.
"Question: How did Warcraft come into being?"
"Isn't Warcraft just Warcraft? Question."
"Such a simple question? Yes, I will tell you with great compassion...
I have no idea!"
"Well, Mo Shen's question is a bit tricky. Are those born from Warcraft Warcraft?
Can a beast turn into a monster by absorbing elemental power? Will a monster degenerate into a beast?
Are those born from monsters and beasts considered monsters or beasts?
In addition, are the levels of Warcraft fixed? Are the spell levels in the Extraordinary Core constant? If the Warcraft becomes stronger, will the spells in the Extraordinary Core also become stronger?
Well, God Mo is so awesome, he is already studying such a profound problem, no wonder he can create the mage profession."
"Damn it, the guy upstairs is awesome."
"After the appraisal, he is also a big shot."
"Why do your conversations always make me feel out of place?"
Mo Lan looked at this reply with interest.
"Have I thought so much? Forget it, I probably have."
