I'm not a magician

William turned sideways and smoothed the blueprint on the showcase.

A one-piece suit is drawn on the design drawing, with simple lines extending from the fingers to the toes, and the arms, torso, and legs are covered with a layer of metal-like material, and there are no redundant objects on the joints, which strengthens the defense. At the same time, the flexibility of the suit is guaranteed.

These look novel, but the structure is very basic. As long as you are an instrument engineer, it will not be difficult to refine similar materials according to the drawings.

William focused his gaze on the chest of the costume. There was a device in the shape of a ten-pointed star, which was extremely complex and precise in design. All its parts were not shown in the picture, but its principle was simply described, and the important The conversion location is indicated.

Even if the person looking at the picture does not know its refining and assembly process, they can guess that this device can convert magic power into different elements, allowing a magician to release the magic of different elements.

Refining a set of costumes can create a full range of magicians!This will undoubtedly drive the magicians of the whole continent into madness!

William closed his eyes, as long as they can refine it according to the design, there will be no suspense to win the competition...

Intense jealousy and fear flashed through his heart—fortunately he learned that Ji Chi would also participate in the competition, fortunately he arranged everything in advance, and fortunately the day before the selection, he finally succeeded.

William tightened his fingers and crumpled the edges of the blueprint.This competition is the best opportunity for him to show himself and shine at the peak. He will not let anyone hinder him, and for this reason, he will not hesitate to use any means.

Bud stared at William, took a few breaths, and gritted his teeth: "I don't know what dirty means you used to steal it! But as an instrument technician, you should be very clear that you can do anything with just a picture. It can’t be refined! The really important steps are all here!”

Bud tapped his head hard with his fingers!

"Yes, I am very clear." William looked at him calmly, "So I want to make a deal with you."

"Bringing the blueprints, how about joining my team?" William put one hand on the showcase and said sincerely, "You have the final say on the whole team, and the other two holy equipment masters will also obey your arrangement unconditionally. I can guarantee that this team will be the strongest among all the participating teams, and with your creativity, we will easily win the championship."

"And..." William said slowly, "I assure you, no one will compete with you for the reward of the championship, wealth, prestige, honor...you will have everything."

Bud was silent for a long time, just when William thought he was about to agree, he suddenly sneered, picked up the broom in the corner and hit him: "Good idea! Impossible!"

William didn't expect that he would do it directly, his expression changed, he dodged the dirty broom in embarrassment, and shouted angrily: "What else are you dissatisfied with?! Could it be that the two holy instrument masters are not as good as those few Brat?!"

Bud brandished the weapon vigorously, and the dust and spider webs that hadn't been cleaned up on the broom were flying in all directions, filling the entire shop like a special effect.

He yelled: "Holy weapon master is nothing! Even if you have the ability to find the god of forging, I don't care! With a weapon master like you, I can guarantee it! You will definitely live under the halo of others for the rest of your life! Hide In the shadows! No one can see you, no one will respect you! Because—you despise yourself!"

William was hung with spider webs all over his head, offended anger was burning in his eyes, and he choked on dust just as he was about to speak.

He couldn't stop coughing, and his anger was blocked in his heart, he hurriedly ran out of the shop, crumpled the design drawing in his hand, and roared angrily: "Then you don't want to use this design either! I will ask someone to submit it in advance, you know better than me what the consequences of repeated design drawings are! You should keep your eyes open to see who is hiding in the shadows!"

Bud stood in the doorway, staring at him through clenched teeth, veins emerging from the arm that gripped the broom.

William didn't want to pester him anymore, he brushed off the dust from his clothes, turned around and left with a heavy hum.

Soon, he ran into a familiar face, thought of something, and looked back at Bud: "Do you know how many gold coins I paid for your design drawings?"

"It's a whole thousand." William smiled maliciously. "With such a large amount, even a great instrument technician would be tempted, right? What's more..."

William glanced at Linton, who was bewildered, and said nothing.

He threw the crumpled paper ball at Linton's feet, waved his hand, and several guards trotted out from the dark side of the street to escort him away.

Linton was holding three patties, and looked at the ugly-looking Bud puzzledly. He squatted down, picked up the ball of paper on the ground with his free hand, shook it and unfolded it.

The crumpled papyrus distorts the smooth lines but does not prevent the drawing from being seen.

"Pa—" the meatloaf hit the ground, covered with dirty plaster on the road, Linton's face was pale, his hands were shaking, and he stared at the blueprint in his hand in disbelief.

He was stunned for a while, then suddenly tore off the magic bag at his waist and dumped out all the items inside.

Fragmented parts, scattered coins, and a few half-refined instruments, except that there were no blueprints put in late.

"Why did it disappear..." Under the suspicious eyes of passers-by, Linton knelt down among the sundries, not even noticing that a few coins had been picked up.

He unfolded the blueprint blankly, rubbed his eyes and looked at it carefully again, his hands trembling more and more: "Why is this one, why..."

No one could tell him the answer, Linton looked up at Bud with red eyes.

Bud looked at him silently, with indifference in his eyes.

What William said before he left suddenly flashed through Linton's blank mind. He opened his mouth, didn't know how to explain, and could only shake his head palely: "I won't do that... Please believe me, I, I Didn't sell—"

"Enough." Bud interrupted him in a cold voice. Under Linton's gradually despairing eyes, he squeezed the throbbing eyebrows, turned and returned to the shop, "Clean up the floor, let's go to Ji Chi's place to talk about it Bar."

Linton waited for Bud's figure to disappear into the depths of the shop before slowly lowering his head. He bit his lip hard, and blood continued to flow from between his lips and teeth.

Discussions, quarrels, and experiments during this month, scenes flashed before my eyes——

Very tired, so tired that I wanted to give up everything and fell asleep for a long time; very angry, so angry that I wanted to work alone with my uncooperative teammates; very sad, so sad that I never wanted to see works that were in the bottleneck period, and changed careers as a magician never mind……

But everything that grinds people, the soul condensed into a machine, is also a part of their soul, and everyone loves it deeply.

Linton didn't sell his soul, but that doesn't mean he wasn't wrong.

If he hadn't thought of another design, if he hadn't copied the blueprint, if he hadn't mixed up the two drawings at the end...it wouldn't have come to this point.

"Why did you do this to me..." Linton whispered unconsciously, the strong resentment that escaped from his lips brought him back to his senses, he wiped his eyes hard, and put all the sundries on the ground back to their original places .

Linton stood up, turned his face, and looked gloomyly at the direction William left.

In the [Forging House], Ji Chi yawned big. He sat in front of the low table with his hair blown out and his eyes straight.

Chloe made all kinds of noises in the room, Ji Chi rubbed his forehead, and said helplessly: "You can leave it there, Miss Chloe, don't worry, I will clean it up. "

Chloe sneered: "Chloe's former owner said that every day."

Ji Chi couldn't help being angry: "Then I'm not trash! Did you almost clean me up again yesterday?"

Chloe's hands have now turned into two large cylinders, one sprays water jets outward, and the other sucks the debris in the house into the cylinder.

She paused suspiciously, and quietly removed one of the cylinders from Ji Chi's hair, calmly said as if nothing had happened, "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm used to it."

Ji Chi couldn't do anything to her, so he hammered down the table angrily.

In the center of the table, the unrolled blueprints were scattered, and Ji Chi saw slightly different patterns.

Ji Chi snorted, moved it in front of him, and studied it carefully.

Suddenly, a small light appeared in his eyes, he picked up the design drawing high, and muttered: "Linton, you are a fucking talent, the organization is very optimistic about you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of light from the door, and the heavy and eager sound of treading footsteps, reflecting the angry and anxious mood of the visitor.

Ji Chi knew who it was without even thinking about it. He raised his eyes and asked lazily, "What? Someone accidentally knocked a knee on your head again?"

Bud glared at Ji Chi with a stern face, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not in the mood to joke with you now! Ask Linton yourself what happened!"

Ji Chi finally looked back at Linton, seeing his ashen-faced face, and looked at him with his chin in his hands: "What are you doing? You've finally sold the design but haven't received a single gold coin." expression."

Linton pursed his lips tightly and did not refute, looking at him with red eyes.

The corner of Ji Chi's mouth narrowed into a smile: "...Are you really selling it?"

Linton shook his head vigorously, and said in a low voice, "It should have been stolen, while I was asleep last night..."

Linton took a deep breath, and described everything that happened yesterday and this morning. During this period, Bud also added a few words abruptly, and the two of them figured out the general context of the matter.

Ji Chi listened carefully to the whole process, and sat quietly at the low table without saying a word.

Linton clenched his fists, bent deeply, and choked up, "I'm sorry! It's all my fault! I know it's useless to apologize now, but..."

Ji Chi raised his head and asked him seriously: "So did you receive the thousand gold coins?"

Linton shook his head resolutely: "I will never do such a thing! Even if I like gold coins, I can't exchange them with blueprints!"

Ji Chi clicked his tongue: "Then it's troublesome, and I don't know which grandson will be cheaper."

"Please believe me...huh?" Linton was talking, and found that Ji Chi's focus was not right, and raised his head to look at him in confusion.

Ji Chi shook the design drawing in his hand, with an expression of "you are really worthless", and glanced at him resentfully: "You already have the idea of ​​version 2.0, so let's not talk about the original design drawing." It has to be sold for eight thousand, right? There is no middleman to make the difference."

Linton was stunned, and for a moment didn't know whether Ji Chi was telling the truth, or if he was so angry that he lost his mind.

Ji Chi didn't want to see his stupid expression, so he turned his face to the side and muttered softly: "Why is this poor kid so brainless..."

Seeing Ji Chi's indifferent appearance, Bud was stunned for a while, but he quickly came to his senses, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, he strode forward and pulled the design from Ji Chi's hand.

Bud stared at it for a long time, first with surprise, then frowned again: "The idea is a good idea, but it can only be regarded as a conjecture. No one has ever studied this method, and we only There's only one day left, it's too late..."

Ji Chi raised his eyebrows and smiled: "What am I afraid of? Did I forget my identity so quickly? I'm—"

"A cute mascot~"