"Damn, it's all bloody..."

Qiao Fusheng was obviously taken aback by Buwanga's sudden loud voice, and even under this old man's sonic attack, his blood bar was forcibly deducted 1 drop of blood...

But now that he knows the identity of the other party, and at this time it is time for him to take care of his own losses, so he is naturally not suitable to express any dissatisfaction. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, Buwanga's next words made him directly blindfolded.

"What is the starting arc of the curved arc trajectory analyzed by Perot's equation?"

"Huh?"

Looking at Buwanga's face full of anticipation looking at him, Qiao Fusheng, who didn't know what the other party was talking about, couldn't help but be embarrassed, and he pretended to pluck out his ears.

It's okay to think that the tinnitus didn't hear it...

"Don't you know? Oh yes... This may be too difficult for you right now. ”

Looking at Qiao Fusheng's embarrassed face, Buwanga was obviously not discouraged, he thought for a moment and continued to ask: "How many degrees does the flame ink used to draw the universal qi and blood type inscription circuit work best when heated?" ”

"This is simple, the Luolan Inscription Academy sent the score test questions in the preliminary examination last year, you should know the answer, right?"

When he said this, Buwanga's face was relaxed, and the face that looked at Qiao Fusheng was still full of anticipation.

"I don't know."

Qiao Fusheng, who answered unusually simply, was already full of inner cows in his heart, listen to it! First try! It's better to send sub-questions! I don't even know this! This test is not a test at all!

Hey? The words of the inscription... The high math I learned in my previous life is compared to this thing... It doesn't seem to be a test...

"Impossible! If you don't know this... Then why did you just say that you were talking about yourself..."

Hearing Qiao Fusheng's answer, Buwanga naturally immediately looked dissatisfied and disappointed, but he stopped halfway through his words.

This guy... It seems that he really doesn't understand inscriptions...

He stood there, his lips squirming a few times, but he didn't say anything more, and then he walked to the counter of the store in a somewhat decadent way, and slumped into his chair like a puddle of soft mud.

A few fluorite lamps that were no longer very bright shone his shadow on the wall, and from Qiao Fusheng's point of view, probably because of the folded corners, the shadow was stretched a little long, and it seemed to be a little lonely.

"Let's go... You don't have to lose the money, and don't bother me anymore. ”

After saying this, Buwanga seemed to sigh lightly, and then directly ignored Qiao Fusheng, as if he was not even interested in saying a word more.

Qiao Fusheng, who was dried there, was a little tangled, but he didn't dwell on it for long, he looked around, and finally his eyes fell on a piece of parchment not far from his hand.

Is this the legendary inscription paper?

He glanced up at Buwanga, who was still motionless, and then gently walked over and spread out the so-called inscription paper.

"Hmm... It seems to be the same. ”

At some point, there was another piece of inscription paper in his hand, and judging from the appearance and color, except for the difference in size, there was nothing different from the one he had just spread.

Then, out of thin air, he pulled out a pen and a vial filled with milky liquid.

Glancing in Buwanga's direction again, Qiao Fusheng hesitated slightly, but finally took the pen and dipped it in the milky white liquid in the vial.

Then he used the pen to rustle on the open sheet of inscription paper.

The parchment is a little hard, and when the tip of the pen is crossed over it, it is more appropriate to carve than to draw, so it is inevitable that there will be some small trivial sounds.

When this somewhat teeth-like sound reached Buwanga's ears, Buwanga frowned directly.

"What a noisy boy," he thought to himself.

However, after just three seconds, he immediately changed his mind, and then he opened his eyes suddenly!

"This feeling..."

He stood up sharply, and then saw Qiao Fusheng 'graffiti' on the parchment.

In normal times, where would anyone dare to pick up a random piece of inscription paper in his Buwanga shop and scribble or something, let alone take an inscription pen and 'scribble' on the inscription paper.

Playing with inscriptions in front of the master of inscriptions? It's just a class axe!

However, now there is such a freak, I don't know where to get such a decent inscription pen, and he started the inscription on the spot right under the nose of his Master Buwanga!

And, if you're not mistaken, the inscription paper under this guy's hand seems to be still in his shop!

If this kind of strange thing spreads, it is estimated that it will make the people of the entire Lotta Town laugh off their big teeth directly, right?

Then, if he, Master Buwanga, was not only not angry, but stood behind the freak with an excited face or even a moving face, and looked at the freak inscription so obsessively?

Haha, I guess this kind of thing can't get out, right? Because no one will believe it!

Fools won't believe it, who has the spare time to spread it!

However, it is this kind of strange thing that has reached a certain level, but at this time, it is real in Buwanga's magic shop.

Qiao Fusheng didn't notice anything else at this time, at this time, after he turned on the automatic inscription, it was as if he had entered the state of unity of heaven and man, and the whole person was under the control of the system.

Still as if he had God's perspective, Qiao Fusheng 'watched' what he was drawing back and forth on the inscription paper.

As for what exactly you painted? He didn't understand it at all, anyway.

And just like alchemy, potions, and tailors, this most basic automatic operation usually doesn't last long.

Just a dozen seconds later, with the closure of the last loop, the strange figure drawn on the parchment finally took shape and suddenly flashed a more dazzling light, and Qiao Fusheng's first inscription operation on the continent of Afaria was completed!

[System: Gain small glyph - I. level strength, inscription proficiency +1.] 】

Qiao Fusheng picked up the glyph that had automatically shrunk to the size of a palm with great interest.

[Level I Strength Glyph]: A small glyph that permanently increases your strength by 20 points.

"That's just 20 points of strength? There's a hair..."

As soon as he finished reading the description of the glyph attributes, Qiao Fusheng immediately lost interest, a mere 20 points of strength bonus was already an incomparable chicken rib for him now, and Qiao Fusheng didn't even bother to inlay it into his glyph slot.

"It's... It's an eternal engraving... The gods of Arambell are above! I, Buvanga, will also be able to see the eternal engraving with my own eyes! ”

"Holy!"

Qiao Fusheng, who was immersed in his game mode, was obviously startled by the sudden exclamation behind him.

"This stinky old man, does he walk silently?"

He calmed his frightened little heart a little, but when he saw Buwanga looking at the engraving in his hand with an obsessed expression, he was speechless.

It's just a lowliest power glyph, uncle! Your eyes can pop up with stars to pull!

The first person in Lotta Town, the legendary inscription master!

I said you wouldn't, right?