Resigned?

Zhang Lan frowned, still a little uneasy, after all, these are just simple black things, Zhang Lan walked to the cart, and slowly input a few traces of vitality into the flattened black piece, and gradually transmitted it to the entire black piece; After doing this twice, Zhang Lan was forced to stop transmitting his vitality because he was too tired and his vitality was running out.

Zhang Lan wiped a handful of cold sweat, looked at the unknown black pieces, and muttered: "Well, the paper has come out, just wait for it to dry, and then cut them and divide them into cards; Well, now a pen is missing. Well, the pen is much simpler. ”

Zhang Lan turned around and walked into the east room, walked to a small casserole, put in dozens of kinds of blood such as dog blood, cat blood, mouse blood, bird blood, etc., and then lit the flame and began to boil, during which pieces of active bones and feathers and other messy things were put in.

"Gollum~!"

Another black solid of a casserole appeared, Zhang Lan poured them into the pre-made pen holder mold, he prepared ten of them, and the black solid of a casserole filled three pen holder molds, Zhang Lan wiped a handful of sweat and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's it." ”

Stroking the three fountain pen holder molds, Zhang Lan entered a trace of vitality, conceived and nurtured them, and turned six times before Zhang Lan was forced to stop entering life force.

Looking at the three fountain pen holder molds, Zhang Lan looked at the black pieces again, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes: "I don't know if it can be successful." Forget it, it's just an experiment. ”

Zhang Lan turned around and walked out of the east room, walked back to his yard, looked at Huang Wen at the window, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm fine." ”

Huang Wen nodded: "It's dark, come in, ready to eat." ”

Zhang Lan hummed, walked into the house, and the family began to eat dinner.

Huang Wen asked with some concern: "Zhang Lan, can those things really be used?" ”

Zhang Lan was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "I don't know, it depends on the situation, after all, I don't know how to make paper, I just use the simplest method to make some things, and see if I can succeed." ”

Huang Wen smiled bitterly: "I hope it can be successful." ”

Zhang Lan nodded: "Let's eat." ”

After eating, Zhang Lan sat on the sofa a little tired, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Huang Wen turned her head to look at Zhang Lan, shook her head, and continued to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, Huang Wen was a little optimistic about the 'magic card' that Zhang Lan said, after all, it was too fantasy and too sci-fi!

Zhang Wensong saw that his father was asleep, he walked over, lay directly on his father's body, and fell asleep.

Huang Wen was stunned, shook her head and smiled, turned around and walked out of the room, and went to wash the dishes.

The night passed.

Zhang Lan rubbed his temples with a headache, opened his eyes, and saw that there was no one in the room, Zhang Lan stood up, walked out of the room, turned his head to look at the kitchen, there was no one inside, he turned his head to look at the north courtyard and walked over.

Walking to the wall, Zhang Lan saw Huang Wen and Zhang Wensong, the two of them were looking at the black things on the cart, Zhang Wensong even reached out and was about to touch the black pieces on the lower layer, but was stopped by Huang Wen: "Don't move, I'll wait for your father to come and see what the hell these black pieces are." ”

What the hell?

Zhang Lan smiled bitterly, okay, I don't know what the hell those things are, it's just an experiment, it's a big deal to start from scratch. While thinking, Zhang Lan walked over.

"Ah, Daddy, you're awake!" As soon as Zhang Wensong saw Zhang Lan, he took Zhang Lan's left hand, looked at the black films, and asked, "Dad, what the hell is that?" ”

Huang Wen shook her head and smiled.

Zhang Lan's face froze, okay, I don't know what the hell it is. Zhang Lan stepped forward, looked at the black film on the lower layer, reached out between his hands, and gently took it out, but it was a black piece - a black film one millimeter thick and one meter long.

Huang Wen and Zhang Wensong looked at the thin black film curiously, what is this?

"Whoa~!"

Zhang Lan shook the black film slightly, like a sound like paper, Zhang Lan was stunned for a moment, looked at Huang Wen, and asked, "Wen'er, is this considered a success?" ”

Huang Wen: ".........!"

Zhang Wensong curiously stretched out his hand and touched the black piece, and said in surprise: "Mom and Dad, isn't this a black thing just paper, black paper, what is it?" ”

Huang Wen: "........!" Nima, this is okay too?

Zhang Lan showed a hint of a smile, rolled up the black paper, and said in surprise: "Shout, it's really okay, it's okay like this?" ”

Huang Wen rolled her eyes: "Shit luck!" ”

Zhang Lan didn't care, and looked at the things on the upper floor, so there is still a black film, will it also succeed? While thinking, Zhang Lan handed over the black paper to Huang Wen, moved the things on it, lifted the lid, revealing a piece of black film, Zhang Lan took out the black piece between his hands, and said in surprise: "Shout, I really took shit luck, this is okay?" ”

Huang Wen: "........!"

"Whoa~!"

Zhang Lan rolled up the black paper and said excitedly: "Look, it's successful?" ”

Huang Wen smiled bitterly: "Okay, congratulations, you have gone shit luck again." ”

Zhang Lan smiled and handed the black paper to Huang Wen, but Huang Wen was surprised, a trace of incredulity flashed in her eyes, and she said in surprise: "Zhang Lan, what kind of black paper is this, there seems to be an energy in it, how did you do it?" ”

"Energy?" Zhang Lan was stunned.

"yes, energy?" The black paper under Huang Wen's left hand, the black paper on her right hand, she said, "Look, this is the black paper below, just like ordinary black paper, but there are also fluctuations; This is the black paper on it, and it has faint energy fluctuations in it; How did you do that? ”

"I'll see!" Zhang Lan took it and said in surprise, "Shout, I'm lucky with shit again, can this be had?" ”

Huang Wen rolled her eyes: "You just swoop." ”

Zhang Lan handed the two pieces of black paper to Huang Wen and said, "You take it first, and I'll take a look at the three pens." ”

"Pen?"

"Yes, Pen!"

"Okay!" Huang Wen and Zhang Wensong followed curiously, walked into the east room, and saw Zhang Lan open a pen holder mold and gently took out a black long stick, it looked like a black pencil, Huang Wen was surprised, "You don't want to use it, right?" ”

Zhang Lan frowned slightly, because he felt that there were indeed energy fluctuations in this black fountain pen, and there were a lot of them, more than two pieces of black paper: "It seems that I have succeeded in locking those activations with my life force!" ”

Zhang Lan handed the black fountain pen to Huang Wen and asked, "Take a look, how is this pen?" ”

Huang Wen took the black pen, she felt a slight energy fluctuation, and said in surprise: "The energy fluctuation of this pen is more than that of black paper, incredible!" ”

Zhang Lan smiled and took out the other two black pens, they also had slight energy fluctuations, just a little more, he looked at Huang Wen and said with a smile: "Wen'er, it seems that I am indeed lucky with shit, so I can succeed, God favors us too much!" ”

Huang Wen nodded and said, "Okay, you're lucky!" Now that you have the pen and the black paper, what about your ink? ”

Zhang Lan smiled and said: "This is simple, I will boil those active bones and other things, extract those active things, and develop them into ink." ”

Huang Wen nodded and said, "Okay, you get busy first, I'll cook for you." That's right, these are for you. ”

Zhang Lan took the black pen and black paper and nodded: "Okay, hard work." ”

Huang Wen pulled the curious Zhang Wensong and said, "Okay, Song'er, we should go, don't disturb your father's great invention!" ”

Zhang Wensong pursed his lips and said dissatisfiedly: "Oh! ”

Huang Wen and Zhang Wensong left, Zhang Lan looked at the three black pens and two black papers on the table, rubbed his hands excitedly, and said with a smile: "Now, it's only magic ink." It's started! ”

Under the concoction, Zhang Lan put those black active solid particles in a small bottle, looking at the 100 ml black particles, Zhang Lan smiled: "Well, everything is ready, you can study how to make 'magic cards'!" ”