There is also a supplementary explanation on the website of the small TV about the contracted animation.

Different animations, the contract price is different. The more rebellious the protagonist's abilities are, the more expensive they are, and the more similar they are to reality, the cheaper they are. But the cheapest one is also a million.

The most expensive ones are a few invincible animations. Like "One Punch Man", there are countless zeros on the contract price, and it is estimated that Li Er will not be able to contract it in his lifetime.

There is also the concept of synchronization rate. The synchronization rate refers to the fit between ** and the ability, if the synchronization rate is relatively low, the ability obtained is also incomplete. For example, in "The First Divine Fist", he only has a synchronization rate of 42%, that is, he only has the ability of the protagonist of "The First Divine Fist" to step by step within the scene. And because his body has not been trained, it can also cause muscle strains when doing the movements in boxing.

"One Piece", "Naruto", and "Death" are even more miserable, because they are abilities from different time and space, and Li Er's ** synchronization rate of these abilities is in single digits.

In other words, even if he spends a lot of money to contract these comics, what he may get is only the ability to weaken the version. And even if it is a weakened version of the ability, his body may not be able to eat, such as the action of Lanjiao, the body and muscles of a normal person, it is estimated that it cannot be done.

The most cost-effective are those skills that can be practiced and mastered in reality, such as judo, kung fu, boxing, etc.

Of course, if he is not limited to fighting skills, he can also contract animation through guò, and acquire skills in drawing, writing, and playing musical instruments.

The animations with the highest synchronization rate with him are the ones in the piano playing category: "April is Your Lie", "Symphonic Family Dream", and "Steel Forest". The synchronization rate is more than 90.

He watched Dream Eater again. Perhaps because of the dual protagonists, the contract price of Dream Eater is three million. But if you can really buy the ability to make comics for three million, it's a good deal.

It's a pity that he still overestimates his synchronization rate in painting, under Masumi's highest column, the synchronization rate is only about 10%, while Takagi Akito has about 70%.

In this case, the most we can do is raise the level of kindergarten to that of elementary school students......

Li Er found a bathroom, bit his shirt, poured some safflower oil on his hand, and rubbed it in the bruises.

Why did the little TV directly swipe money on his account, where did the money go, what was this little TV he saw, and why could he directly lose the abilities of the main character of the anime to him?

Questions swirled in Lear's mind, and he couldn't find the answers.

Although there was no hope, Li Er still made a phone call to Minghe Bank, and sure enough, he couldn't find out the company information that transferred the accounts. It is said to be a confidential matter.

The money will not be returned.

Li Er didn't really want to find any clues about the small TV in this time and space. If there is really a civilization that has mastered such an anti-heaven technique that can make a person who has never been in contact with boxing become a boxer, then even if he investigates, he will not be able to find any results.

Shaking his head, Lear put his coat back on, and he felt a strong smell of safflower oil emanating from his body.

He's not a scientist, and he just needs to know how to use things he can't understand. It is also a good thing for him that the small TV has such an ability.

All he has to do now is make enough money. Theoretically, as long as he has enough money, then Lear can even build himself into an all-round genius!

It's exciting to think about.

Back in the conference room, Zou Gu was gone. All that's left is a pile of messy brown paper bags.

Li Er knew that although his punch was made with the uppercut technique of boxing, because he didn't exercise much, he shouldn't have any problems.

So Zou Gu should have left after waking up.

He sat down, ready to get back to work. But when he saw the manuscripts scattered on the ground, he couldn't look at them. I wanted to tidy up the brown paper bags on the ground.

This was originally Zou Gu's own job, but he didn't know where to go. Lear had to clean up on his own.

He picked up an original and patted it gently. Fortunately, they didn't step on the paper when they fought, and if they had stepped on the footprints, the originals would not have been usable.

The torn vellum envelope was very large, and the original manuscript inside should have been more than a hundred pages, almost a third of the pages of a single book. With so many originals loaded, it's no wonder it breaks.

Lear picked up the brown paper bag and tried to stuff the manuscript back. Inadvertently, he saw the first page of this cartoon, and saw that in the pure black grid of the first square, on a square explanatory box, there was a line of words written like this:

"I'm burying my own body. ”

Li Er was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but continue watching.

The original author drew very poorly, and the characters all wore long chins. But you can probably understand what he is drawing.

……

It was snowing in England, and the hooded man's body was soon covered with a layer of snowflakes. The corpse identical to him was dead with his eyes open, and the blood stains on his head proved that he had died accidentally.

The man waved his shovel with a blank face and placed the last handful of dirt on the camera.

The picture goes black, and the perspective shifts from the coffin to the outside. The man glanced at his pocket watch and began to walk slowly, and by the time he reached an old castle, he was covered with a thick layer of snow. The man glanced at his pocket watch again, and thirty minutes had passed.

He brushed the snow off his body, walked to the castle door, and knocked on it. Soon, the door opened. A beautiful woman also wearing a hooded black robe opened the door.

"Come in. ”

In the dark castle, the two walked slowly and lowly, one after the other. The woman asked, "You're also here for the wizard's party, what is your witchcraft?"

“…… Now I don't have witchcraft. The man said.

"Activating sorcery, the kind that takes a while to activate? "My code name is the webweaver, and witchcraft is polygraph." What's your code name?"

“…… Flow. ”

"Your words are so little. The webweaver used his ability to perceive that the stream was not lying, and complained, "This damn weather has trapped us all here." But even if it doesn't snow, we have nowhere to go. You know, the Catholic madmen have started killing people again, and I don't know how long this will last......"

The man did not speak, and the webweaver continued, "You can put away that useless vigilance now. Everyone came here after receiving the gathering signal, and with so many wizards here, even if they encounter a few paladins, they will have a fight. As long as the snowy night passed, we boarded the ship, and when we reached Scotland, the Byzantine fellows could no longer come to us for trouble...... Hey, are you listening?"

"Here we are. Liumian said expressionlessly.

A large man suddenly flew from the sky, startling the webweaver. When she saw the person coming clearly, she hit him angrily: "Master Kongzhì, you are here to scare people again!"

"Is this a new wizard, I am a master of the control zhì, and witchcraft is the brake of the mind. Hello!" Covered in muscles, it didn't look like a wizard at all. And the stream was unmoved.

Master Kongzhì floated into the air again and sat cross-legged: "It seems that the newcomer is not very enthusiastic~"

"It's difficult......" an old man with gray hair and beard in the hall frowned as he watched the fire rise in the fireplace.

"What's the matter, Prophet, are you in trouble?" asked the Webweaver.

"Our supplies, not only firewood, but also food, are only enough for two days. If the blizzard continues like this, I'm afraid we'll all have to die here. "Old man, the wizard codenamed Prophet sighed.

"With my ability, I can go and find supplies. "Witchcraft is fast running," said the little man codenamed Mouse, "but if I had met a paladin in the wilderness, I would not have been able to run away alone." ”

"By the way, what is the new kid's witchcraft, if you can make water, then the problem will be solved?" Master Kongzhì floated over.

"You're thinking too well. The webweaver knocked out the evil hand of Master Zhizhì and rolled his eyes, "What a high level of witchcraft is created out of thin air, how can it be like a cabbage everywhere that people will." I've asked about his sorcery, and it's activated. A person can only master one kind of witchcraft in his life, so it is impossible for the flow to create the witchcraft of drinking water, so you don't count on it. ”

"You, you don't really want to count on me, do you?" the wizard mouse hugged his shoulders and shivered, "I, I don't want to go out. A person like me, who has no combat power after being broken, will definitely be captured by them and brutally killed!"

"Well, this kid has been terrified ever since he saw that tragedy. The Prophet stroked the mouse's head. Raising his head, he looked at Stream with gray eyes, "I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Prophet, your name is Stream, can I shake your hand?"

The eyes of all three converged, and they nervously watched as Stream and the Prophet's hands touched.

"No problem. The Prophet withdrew his hand, "I'm sorry, I peeked into your past. At least for the first thirty minutes, you were innocent. ”

"The witchcraft of the Prophet is a regression, and everyone has been seen by him like this, and you don't have to pay much attention to it. This is also to prevent the group of god-believing lunatics from getting in. The webweaver spread his hands, "Thirty minutes is not enough for me, but it's better than nothing." ”

"It's okay, I don't mind ......," Liu said, waving his hand.

"We've got to go get dinner ready. The rat tugged at the webweaver's clothes, "Let's go, I'm a little scared ......"