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However, the appreciation of antiques is very extensive, and for a while Sith couldn't find a feeling, instinctively felt that this skill should be stimulated, but after so many days of study, there was no movement, and Sith felt very strange.

Holding a thick book on antique appreciation and learning in his hand, Sith sat on the chair with a frown, vaguely as if he had a clue, but he couldn't catch him, and the feeling of being blind made people very uncomfortable.

"Why is this happening?"

"Sith, what are you worried about?" Today is Saturday and Sunday, so Michelle and Jimmy are on holiday, and the two of them naturally came to the antique store to help, at this time Michelle saw Sith scratching his face, and felt a little strange, usually he would not show such an expression at all.

"Oh, nothing, I just feel like it's so hard to appreciate antiques. The Sith subconsciously said casually.

"Of course, there is a wide range of antique appreciation, and there are many kinds of texts about them......" Jimmy took on when he heard Sith say this.

Boom, at this time, Sith's head seemed to have a meteor streaked over, and he didn't hear Jimmy's words clearly.

"That's how it should be, it's supposed to be like this. Sith muttered to himself.

"There is no foundation in writing, so it cannot constitute the most basic conditions. Sith remembered what Old Man Mickey had said before, wanting to be a true connoisseur of antiques. At least three basic texts must be mastered.

"I see, I see. Sith put down the antique book in his hand.

"There is another script, what kind of script should I choose?rafflict or Jackley, or blues?"

Starting with a dictionary is the easiest place to start.

"He, he, what's going on?" Michelle and Jimmy glanced at each other, and their eyes revealed a hint of confusion, and Michelle even asked.

"I don't know. Jimmy shook his head.

Simply ignoring it, the two entered the world of their books again.

The Sith chose a Ralph script, studied it against a dictionary, and after several days of studying, finally sat down in a chair on this evening.

A line of looming text appears on the ability attribute below the left eye.

Ravvin

As soon as the thought moved, a second or two vaguely passed, and a cyan air flow poured into the looming words from the center of the eyebrows, and the next moment, the words slowly turned into entities from the illusory.

One of the skills has a line like this: Loveven: Beginner.

At the same time, all kinds of information about Ravvin poured into Sith's mind, and at this moment, Sith was like a scholar who had studied Ravvin for a long time, and his body exuded a strong smell of books, but this temperament was scattered in a hurry.

But there was such a message in my mind.

The consumption of three texts can constitute a primary antique appreciation, and whether or not to carry out is consumption.

"Consumption. The Sith had such a thought in his head.

After a moment, he felt as if something was running in his mind, as if he had lost control of something, but it was only fleeting, and it was accompanied by a wave of mental pleasure, full of energy, and the tiredness of the whole day was swept away.

Re-hit the property box below the left eye's field of view.

Power 0.51

Dexterity: 0.22

Constitution: 0.42

Spirit: 0.37

Potential: 931%

Ability: Primary night vision.

Skill: Antique Appraisal Technique: Beginner, Sequoia Secret Method: Intermediate.

Combat effectiveness: 6.0

Mental power rises by 0.1 points, no wonder, no wonder, you will feel a burst of clarity, I see.

I can't imagine that various skills can be combined into new skills.,It's like playing a game.,All kinds of skills can be combined to create a variety of different skills.,And this skill can't be combined at random.,There must be a pattern in it.。

The skills of the three texts can be combined with the knowledge of antiques, and the skills of antique identification can be combined.

Sith sat back in his chair and wrote down today's harvest on a piece of paper, then slowly lowered the quill pen in his hand.

However, at this time, Sith didn't know that on the second floor of this building, a chubby figure, also sitting on a chair, chubby hand holding a platinum fountain pen, black ink with the pointed tip of the pen, flowing on a piece of white paper.

After a while, the white paper was already full of handwriting, and although I didn't know the meaning, I could see the cautious appearance of the figure.

After a few moments, the handwriting on the paper had dried.

The figure pinched a corner and came to a metal face plate, only to see that the metal face plate was already filled with half a basin of clear and transparent liquid.

Throw the paper into the face plate, cover it evenly, and then remove it from the face plate.

At this time, it was like magic, the white paper that was originally covered with handwriting, the next moment, the black handwriting slowly faded away, and the white paper in front of me turned into a white paper again.

The white paper was spread flat on the table, the yellow flame was ignited with a match struck, and the liquid on the paper burned, but in an instant, the flame was gone.

Just leave a dry, flat white piece of paper.

The white paper was rolled into a cigar-sized stick, and a red rope was wrapped several times before being knotted.

Go to the window and push it open.

"Smack. "The fingers slid and made a crisp sound.

It was a black dove perched on the edge of the window, probing its head, and a pair of chubby hands grabbed him, and a small white stick was tied to his feet, and his hands were thrown forward.

"Poof, poof. ”

The black dove flapped its wings and flew out into the distance, and then the figure reached out to close the window.

It didn't take long for the lights to go out.

Sith, who was on the third floor, had no idea what was going on, and at this time he seemed to be having a wonderful dream, in which he slaughtered all sides, and finally became a top overlord, enjoying the arms of countless beautiful women, food, power, and all kinds of luxury and erosive life in the dream.

Next

Sith still arrived at the antique shop early, and at this time he drew his eyes to an empty position on the counter in the middle of the antique shop.

It was a silver coin with no markings.

This silver coin was officially purchased by Old Man Mi from nowhere.

Reach out and hold the silver coin, which is smooth on both sides.

"Initiating identification. The Sith's thoughts moved, and there seemed to be many white threads shuttling through it, and the next moment, an inexplicable message entered the Sith's mind from the void.

"Haley's silver coin, put it in the seawater, you can see through the sunlight on the surface of the silver coin, and the head of Aquaman will appear......"

"Is it that amazing?" said Sith muttering to himself after digesting the inexplicable message.

"Sith, what are you looking at, so fascinated?" a familiar voice reached Sith's ears, and without further ado, Sith knew who was coming.

"Tek. The Sith turned his head and saw a giant man about two meters tall.

The muscles on the body are like bricks, and the lines outlined through a small vest are really envied by many people.

Combat effectiveness 14

This value is a number that the Sith habitually measured since the first two met.

The middle-aged man in front of him, the coach of a martial arts hall on the opposite street, the scale of the martial arts hall is not large, only a few dozen people, although this middle-aged man from Tek looks like he has developed limbs, but no one can imagine that this guy's biggest interest is to collect antiques.

After coming and going, this guy became a regular customer of this antique shop, and naturally became acquainted with the Sith.

"Oh, I'm looking at this coin, how about it, are you interested in it too?" said the Sith as he handed over the coin.

Tek's fan-sized palm pinched the silver coin, stared at the bull's eye, looked left and right, and was stunned to see what was different, but after looking at it for a while, seeing that his eyes were sour, the guy put down the silver coin in his hand.

"Hey, this guy is still for you, I really don't see any difference. The guy said with some frustration.

"Haha, if you kid can see it, I'll give you this silver coin for nothing. At this time, a slightly hoarse voice came from outside the door.