Chapter 10: The Second Scroll

Sean had thought that after Master Moron saw that he could make a magic scroll, he would definitely do something, but what he didn't expect was that instead of talking to him, Magician Moren acted as if he had never known that he had succeeded in making a magic scroll. And since then, no matter how suddenly Sean concentrates, he has not sensed the breath of the Morun magician.

It can be seen that Moren has completely given up on spying on him.

After thinking about it for a day, Sean finally decided not to pay attention to this aspect of the matter. Anyway, for him at the moment, making a few more magic scrolls is the most important thing.

From this day on, whether in the real world or in the virtual space, Sean continued to work hard.

Soon, Sean discovered that perhaps because he practiced broadcasting physical relationships, he had a unique advantage in concentrating his mental power.

Benson could only concentrate three times a day and stay in top shape, but Sean didn't have that limit at all, and if he felt tired, he would cover his head and sleep, and then do another radio gym, and all the tiredness would swish away like wings.

So he used a lot of time in the real world, desperately making scrolls. Of course, although he has an unparalleled advantage in all aspects, the process of making the scroll is not all smooth sailing.

When it comes to making a level 1 scroll, his success rate is only 50% at best. Although he was still not satisfied in his heart, his results were much better than Benson's.

Half a month later, he began to try to make a second-level magic scroll.

When the second-level magic scroll is made, the skin of the second-level magic beast must be consumed. Although Sean did not have the best materials in his hands, the skins of those wild monsters were far more precious than the skins of the production animals. Even the Duchy of Louis could not give them to their magicians for nothing.

However, although the production version of the second-level Warcraft skin is a little more difficult to make, it is still barely usable.

After many exercises and attempts, Sean finally succeeded in making three magic scrolls: the second-level wind blade, the second-level spider web technique, and the second-level magic shield.

The second-level magic scroll is far more difficult to make than the first-level magic scroll, and the materials required are a little more precious and rare.

However, this point does not have much impact on Sean, in the virtual space, Sean has gone through tens of thousands of exercises, and has developed a good feel and habitual continuous movements. With this terrifying level of proficiency, as long as he has plenty of energy, then he can also achieve a fifty percent success rate when making a second-level magic scroll.

So, when Benson came to Sean for the trade fair two months later, Sean had already managed to make more than 30 Level 1 Magic Scrolls and 20 Level 2 Magic Scrolls.

Although the number of first-level magic scrolls cannot be compared to Benson, the second-level magic scrolls are twice as many as Benson.

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"Oh my God, what did I see? It can't be, Sean, tell me, what I just saw was a hallucination. Benson stretched out his two hands, grabbed the placket of Sean's chest, and shouted.

Sean calmly patted his arm, resisting the urge to break free.

In fact, although Benson is tall and strong, he has not really exercised the system surname. And Sean has always insisted on the practice of broadcasting physical exercises, so if he really wants to fight, Sean has absolute certainty that he can fight him all over the ground.

"Benson, let me go first, I'm not your enemy. ”

Benson put Sean down as if he had just woken up from a dream, and he sighed and asked, "Sean, did you really make these scrolls yourself?"

"Yes. Sean said angrily.

Although he didn't want to expose all his strength in front of others, he knew that when Mo Lun already knew it, it was pointless to pretend to be stupid again.

Instead of shrinking back like this, it is better to show some of the style and make them look at it differently, so that even if they make some strange achievements, they will not be surprised.

Of course, Sean had already decided in his heart that if he could really exchange for a wild magic core, then the bomb magic core he made would never let anyone know.

Benson looked at Sean with a strange look and muttered, "How is it possible to make twenty secondary scrolls yourself?" ”

Benson, who knew the difficulty of making magic scrolls, immediately fainted after seeing so many things.

In order to prepare for this fair, he made more than a dozen second-level magic scrolls in the past three years, and in the last two months, his luck was very good, or the level of production had improved somewhat, so he made two new second-level magic scrolls.

But just when he was complacent about his results, he saw Sean's results.

Twenty second-level magic scrolls weighed heavily on Benson's poor little liver like twenty mountains, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Sean touched his nose and said seriously: "This is very simple, as long as you practice more." ”

Benson looked at him quietly, the muscles of his face twitched slightly, if it weren't for the sincere and innocent gaze in Sean's eyes, he really had the urge to rush up and beat the other party hard.

Practice more......

Idiots know this sentence, but the question is that with Sean's strength, does he still have more qualifications to practice?

Benson took a deep breath, he looked away, barely calmed down, and asked, "Sean, what is your success rate in making a first-level magic scroll?"

"Well, it's about halfway. ”

"Uh, what about the second-level magic scrolls?"

"That's half of that. ”

"What? The success rate of the magic scrolls in the first and second levels is the same. ”

"yes, what's the problem?"

“.........”

“.........”

"Forget it, let's go. ”

"Where to go?"

"Nonsense, of course it's a trade fair. Benson, who was on the verge of a rampage, shouted loudly.

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