Night.

Han Feng returned unsatisfied.

Chatting with Uncle Wang for a day has benefited a lot, if it weren't for the fear of being too abrupt, he really wanted to pull Uncle Wang to study technology in depth for a night.

Right now.

His biggest problem is proficiency.

It's like driving.

Although the novice strictly followed the coach's mysterious tricks such as 'the rearview mirror is flush with the control line' and 'the corner of the library appears in the left rearview mirror', the novice still overturned seriously.

And the old driver is as free as he wants, but he is as stable as Mount Tai.

Why?

Skill comes from practice.

Therefore.

What Han Feng has to do is to keep practicing, recognize his mistakes and improve.

Thereupon.

He tried to condense his room with a sand table.

Buzz –

Buzz –

Sand and dust condense.

This night.

Han Feng was immersed in the study of the sand table.

As long as the energy recovered, Han Feng tried to make a sand table.

Pity.

Even so.

His energy couldn't last a few times, and he couldn't fight until dawn, and after only doing it a few times, he was exhausted and fell asleep.

Night.

Passed away.

A precise hint of life and death - there are only 28 days left.

……

Next.

Early morning.

Uncle Zhang called.

"How was last night?"

Zhang Yang said with a smile.

He knew that Han Feng must be in contact.

"Not so good."

Han Feng sighed, "I can only do it seven times a night, and my body can't hold it anymore." ”

"That's it."

Zhang Yang thought for a while, "Our unit is relatively idle these days, you can come over during the day, I will apply for it later, and let the little sister of the resources department cooperate with you, so that you can do it all the time during the day." ”

"Okay."

Han Feng was full of anticipation.

Zhang Yang's office colleague: Wait, what did they hear???

Long.

Han Feng arrived at the Urban Construction Bureau.

Uncle Zhang and the others went out to work, and Han Feng stayed here to practice the sand table.

Don't really say it.

It's much more efficient here than training at home.

It didn't take long.

The little sister of the Ministry of Resources sent a basic energy stone that can restore energy, one serving, which is probably enough for a novice like Han Feng to practice dozens of times.

For half a day, it went well.

Han Feng could clearly feel that his hands and feet were beginning to be a little obedient...... The energy output of the Sand Force seems to be a bit more stable than before.

The completion of the sand table has finally increased to 13%!

Huge progress!

And.

When the sand table was progressing, Han Feng could also clearly feel that his sand and dust power was also making rapid progress, becoming more and more powerful!

Class F ......

Maybe it's not too far!

……

Midday.

Uncle Zhang came back, "I heard that the resources were sent?" ”

"Yes."

Han Feng nodded.

"How's the little sister of the Ministry of Resources?"

Uncle Zhang squeezed his eyebrows.

That was the most beautiful girl of all the doors he specially introduced to Han Feng.

"It's good."

Han Feng nodded with satisfaction, "The little girl has a very good job, the resources will be sent over in ten minutes, and the number of resources is the same as on the list." ”

？？？

Uncle Zhang opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

This kid ......

Sad.

Old Han Ke said that he would have the opportunity to help Han Feng find a good girl......

Although it is a good thing to be studious, as an elder, he is also worried about the future of this child...... I don't pay attention to it when I send it to the door, this is already a stage of complete uncivilization, right?!

"Kid."

Uncle Zhang was worried, "Sometimes, you have to pay attention not only to the sand table, but also to people." ”

"People ......"

Han Feng understood.

Uncle Zhang refers to the sculpture model, right?

He is not worried about this at all, although he has not yet mastered the skill of sand table, but Xiao Hanfeng's grades in the four years of college are almost full marks, and his mastery of the model of sand sculpture is very good!

Even Uncle Wang felt that Han Feng's sculpture was extremely exquisite!

Body type sculpture?

Scold.

"Isn't that just a matter of having hands?"

Han Feng is confident.

Uncle Zhang: ???

He looked at the little sister of the Ministry of Resources who had been looking this way in the distance, and then at Han Feng's confident expression and his hands, and fell into deep thought.

Seemingly.

Young people nowadays also have a lot of psychological problems......

……

Long.

Uncle Zhang left.

Han Feng smiled slightly.

Uncle Zhang's meaning, he actually understood.

After all, he is not a programmer, as an excellent product manager, he often deals with the young ladies of various companies, and enjoys the various whispers of the young ladies of the artists under him, how can he not understand these?

It's just that.

Now that he is stepping on the line of death, how can he have time to mess with flowers?

Ay.

Han Feng sighed, quite a kind of enlightenment after experiencing the ups and downs of life.

……

Afternoon.

Han Feng started sand table training again.

With the resources, his level of making sand tables is also steadily improving, however, unfortunately, such a high-speed improvement stopped after only one day.

This stop is two whole days.

Two days later.

Han Feng's sand table completion is stable at 21%!

No more inch!

Yes.

No matter how hard he tried, there was no progress all day. Similarly, the improvement of the power of sand and dust has also entered a bottleneck.

"That's not going to work."

Han Feng took a deep breath.

The progress of the sand table is related to life.

Either be.

Either die.

"Plateau?"

"Am I being too impetuous?"

Han Feng forced himself to calm down.

Also.

It's only been a few days.

How can this kind of practice make perfect?

Foundation!

What is the foundation?!

The foundation is something that requires repeated practice without any shortcuts! He still has 25 days to go, so don't be in a hurry.

Or......

Search online?

Thereupon.

Han Feng went to search on the Internet at random, and when he found that many novice sand table masters had a platform period of one or two months, his face turned green.

Two months?

Where did he have that long.

No way.

We'll have to find a way.

"Sand Table ......"

"Rapid ...... Boost"

Han Feng began to check on the Internet.

Smack.

An advertising dialog box pops up - "Blue Bird Sand Table Master Training Institution", the sand table master is fast, allowing you to become a battle board in the sand table master!

“……”

Han Feng was silent.

For a long time, he silently closed the webpage, and clicked on the report, hehe, Xiao Hanfeng is so cold, he doesn't want to come again!

Fortunately.

At this time, Uncle Wang came back.

"Uncle Wang."

"Are there any techniques and ways to break through the plateau?"

Han Feng asked.

"Lots of practice."

Uncle Wang said truthfully.

For ordinary people, the simplest and most simple way is to practice a lot, practice makes perfect, so as to improve their skills and pass the test smoothly.

"No other way?"

Han Feng was a little disappointed.

"Method ......"

Uncle Wang pondered for a moment, "Some of the seniors above the deduction level will sell their output techniques and skills, but the price is very expensive. If you are interested, you can check out the Sand Table Master Association. ”

The energy output method of ordinary sand table masters is to gather sand into a tower, which is the most standard of sand and dust ability, and it is also the only free ability that the school can teach.

It's also the foundation.

But if you are lucky enough to be exposed to some high-end skills, you may be able to make a certain breakthrough in the current level.

"Thank you."

Han Feng was grateful.

He knew very well that his biggest problem was energy output, and if he really had similar skills and techniques, he might be able to improve quickly!

Next.

Han Feng went to the Sand Table Master Association.

This kind of association, which translates to the official sand table master club, basically all local sand table masters will register for activities here.

in the hall.

In those glass frames, Han Feng saw all kinds of mysterious and powerful sand tables, vivid, like a small world.

This is what the Sand Table Masters Guild uses to attract people.

"Hello."

"This is the Sand Table Master Association."

The young lady at the front desk smiled and said, "Is there anything I can help you with?" ”

"Hello."

Han Feng nodded slightly, "I want to buy some energy output techniques." ”

"Okay."

The young lady pointed to a machine in the upper right corner of the hall, "On the trading platform there, after the registration and registration are completed, you can view and purchase the sand table master related skills consultation at any time through your mobile phone in the future." ”

"Okay, thank you."

Han Feng expressed his gratitude.

Oh......

It's fully automatic.

Han Feng walked up to the machine and registered according to the process.

Fingerprint authentication.

Energy Certification.

……

Wait a minute.

Han Feng completed the registration one by one, and then entered the transaction list of the machine.

Brush!

A neat list of transactions appears.

1. Explanation video of the principle of sand table. - 100 Sand Coins.

？？？

Han Feng's expression was slightly sluggish.

Not to mention the content, although he knew that the name Sandbox Master caused a lot of simplified names to be unfriendly, but this currency name was too outrageous......

But.

From the perspective of the sand table master, there seems to be nothing wrong.

Never mind.

I don't know.

Han Feng sighed and continued to look down.

2. The principle and skill application of the power of sand and dust. - 200 Sand Dollars.

3. Sand table demonstration and explanation video. - 300 Sand Dollars.

4. Sand table skill - 2000 sand coins

……

Wait a minute.

Han Feng glanced at it roughly, and it was basically the content explained by Uncle Wang. If you calculate it this way, Uncle Wang will already be thousands older in the last class.

Even if you give money, no one will necessarily be willing to teach.

After all.

You can earn money by hanging articles in the association, and you don't need to teach them in person.

Han Feng learned and understood so quickly, and a large part of it was Uncle Wang's targeted explanation, not to mention that the entire skill was taught by Uncle Wang.

He will keep this favor in his heart.

"Is this a hot sort?"

Han Feng was a little curious.

Seeing that there was a sort by price on it, he subconsciously clicked on it.

Brush!

The interface is refreshed.

1. Research paper on the skin-like and realistic flexible appearance of sandy sculptures. ——99999… Sand coins.

2. Feasibility analysis report on whether the lubrication of desertified sculptures works. ——99999… Sand coins.

3. On the application and experimental data of the 1:1 ratio model of desertification sculpture. ——99999… Sand coins.

……

Wait a minute.

Behind each one is a huge number.

Of course.

It doesn't matter.

The important thing is that while these papers, experiments, reports, each one of them looks powerful, somehow they are connected......

What does it feel wrong?

No.

I must have read it wrong.

This must be the result of painstaking research by a certain master.

……

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