Chapter Seventy-Three: The Root of Strength
"Ahh Bai Xiaomeng collapsed, sweating and slumping on the computer chair, her eyes blank, "I gave up resistance." ”
Lu Yu, who was playing a game, turned his head, looked at Bai Xiaomeng, and said very seriously: "Xiaomeng, do you know that you are easily misunderstood by others like this?" ”
What's more, it's absolutely proper to be misunderstood, Bai Xiaomeng's whole person slumped on the chair looks like someone has done something cool, Lu Yu can't bear to look at it directly!
This happened a week after returning from the autumn camp.
The artistic girl Bai Xiaomeng had a whim, and after singing and dancing, she regained another major interest in her childhood...... Draw comics.
Hey, but it backfired, although Bai Xiaomeng can see that he is not a novice painter from his skills, how to say it.
To put it simply, her painting style is ugly.
Forget about stick figures, even the characters are almost indistinguishable, men and women can confuse Lu Yu as a reader, what is there to hope that others can appreciate her comics?
The comment area has already been scolded.
"What a thing, I can't understand it, the author is at the comic level of elementary school, right?"
"What the hell is this?,Men and women can't tell the difference.,This style of painting is too bad, right?"
"What the hell? Blind Eye Series. ”
The above is a relatively good review, and the rest is directly sprayed......
The comic book industry is still relatively easy to mix, unlike the song industry, which lacks the inspiration of melodies like "Canon" and is lacking. The comic industry is supported by anime that is not too famous but not too declining because of its predecessor.,It's okay at the moment.,There are still a lot of good works.。
It's just that the style of painting is not very good, and I don't even use much sketching and sketching skills, most of which belong to the enlightenment stage.
"Give up." Lu Yu is too lazy to teach her this, rather than letting her do things, it is better to play more time games.
Speaking of teaching to draw comics, Lu Yu suddenly remembered the girl An Jing, and then remembered that there was still this person...... Anjie had been forgotten by her for a long time.
I don't know how she learned the cooking skills, and she still lacks an exclusive chef? Now that I'm summoning my kind in another world, the limelight of eating an earth-walking dragon should barely pass, right? Now if you summon it again, you might be able to taste that delicious and juicy dragon meat again, and alas, the thought of the smooth texture makes your mouth water.
When the time comes, wouldn't it be nice to let An Wei, who has learned the cooking skills of another world, handle these ingredients?
What a great idea! Lu Yu secretly praised his wit.
It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, so Lu Yu planned to go out to see how Anjing was doing.
Before going out, looking at Bai Xiaomeng, who was lying down because of the comics being scolded and half-dead, Lu Yu didn't make up his mind after all, and copied a girl's story outline of "Bei Bei's Smile is Alluring" and "Why is Sheng Xiao" in his previous life, and then recorded the skills necessary for painting such as sketching and sketching skills, distance and proximity, perspective relationship, etc., all of which were copied on a pile of white paper.
Lu Yu was often exposed to these things in her previous life, and because of her studies, she knew a little about these things.
Looking at her beautiful handwriting on it, Lu Yu was complacent, and she deliberately said out loud: "Oh, I picked up another good thing in painting." ”
Then after Bai Xiaomeng turned around, he directly pretended to put the papers on the table in the living room, and from Bai Xiaomeng's position, Lu Yu's movements could be seen, which was enough.
"Oh, I can't find it, no matter, I'll go out first, even if there is a pile of very valuable A4 paper on the table that records two top romance stories and drawing skills on the table, I won't know if someone takes it and sees it, right?"
Then she activated the invisibility technique and walked out of the doorway, activated the teleportation technique again, and moved to An's house several times.
Although it consumes mana, it doesn't matter, his mana is dozens of times that of ordinary dragons.
Although it is extremely slow to recover her magic power on this side of the earth, if she completely consumes her magic power, it will be impossible to recover it without ten or twenty years, but it doesn't matter, the flesh of creatures in another world contains magic power, as long as there are a dozen more than a dozen earth-walking dragons like last time...... Uh, it's far away, how can you kill each other? We're not that kind of people.
Lu Yu thought so in the process of teleporting to An's house. The teleportation distance of the spatial teleportation technique is limited, and it can only teleport a short distance at a time, and Lu Yu needs to be used multiple times to teleport over long distances.
Bai Xiaomeng, who stayed at home, looked at the door where Lu Yu left suspiciously, there was no one there, Lu Yu had already gone out, it was estimated that he was going out to wave again, right?
Ah, why again? Delusion?
Bai Xiaomeng picked up the pile of A4 paper left by Lu Yu on the table in the living room, glanced at the content on it, and then recalled the funny words that Lu Yu said before he went out, "Oh, I can't find it, no matter, I went out first, even if there is a pile of very valuable A4 paper on the table that records two top romance stories and painting skills before that, I won't know if someone takes it to see it, right?" ”
She thought about it and returned to the computer, now she has a little blind belief in Lu Yu, almost to the level of faith.
And her trust continues to condense into an invisible force, converging on Lu Yu's body.
In another world, it is said that when a god receives a pious prayer from a believer, he can gain powerful divine power and strengthen his own strength, which is the power of faith. There are also evil gods who obtain this power of faith by constantly killing living beings, as long as it conforms to their own godhead, everything can be done to make themselves gain a steady stream of power.
And wishes, or dreams, every time a dream is fulfilled, can it also restore the power of a true God who has died, but is not actually dead?