National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 1153 Exercises
Xin Qiwen put away the membership card and transferred the funds in the account, and said: "Practice Hall No. 10 on the first floor, if there is no designated instructor, the Alchemy Society will randomly assign one, and the instructor will be there within [-] minutes."

"As soon as the tutor arrives, the billing will start immediately, and you only have one hour."

"What is the alchemy level of the instructor?"

"This is the secret of the academy, it's much higher than you anyway."

Fang Heng frowned.

"Lord Fang Heng, let's go quickly, don't waste time."

Ed was afraid that the two would fight, so he hurriedly pulled Fang Heng away.

Fang Heng nodded his thanks to Ed, "Well, thank you."

Ed breathed a sigh of relief.

My heart said that you should not just thank you superficially.

How come a lot of money has been spent, but the game doesn't prompt the slightest increase in friendliness?
Ed, who spent the money, felt uneasy.

Suspicious all the way, the two came to the gate of the No. [-] training hall.

There is a light above the gate entrance.

Fang Heng pushed the door and entered, while Ed stayed outside the door and waited.

The interior of the practice hall is very empty, the floor and four walls are pure white.

There are hardly any decorations except for an old wooden wall clock.

There are several tables in the corners, and there are a lot of alchemy experiment equipment and materials in bottles and jars piled up on the tables.

Soon, a middle-aged man with two beards stepped into the room.

"I am Sloven, the instructor of the Alchemy Society."

Sloven had a bit of impatience on his face, "You are a new student, let's talk about ugliness first, learning alchemy is not that simple, don't expect to make any progress in optics for an hour, don't be dissatisfied and make trouble, waste Everyone time."

"Ah."

Fang Heng looked up at the wall clock hanging on the wall.

The clock has started.

"Tell me, how far are you in alchemy?"

"I have been teaching alchemy by myself, and I feel that I have reached the threshold of elementary alchemy, and I want to go further into the elementary."

"Self-study?"

Sloven frowned, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

Stop being funny.

A mage taught himself alchemy?

Still feeling good about touching the edge of beginners?
Isn't this funny?

"Okay, let's try it. Make an ordinary synthetic alchemy magic circle and show me. It doesn't have to be too difficult, just a first-order one."

Fang Heng stood there without moving.

What is the first-order synthetic alchemy magic circle?
He doesn't understand!

"What? Hurry up and arrange it?"

"I do not know."

Sloven was taken aback for a moment, and wanted to laugh even more.

Good guy, you don't even know the basics, how dare you say you have touched the threshold of elementary alchemy?
Who gave him confidence?

"Okay, then what do you know, just demonstrate one, just demonstrate your best..."

"No need."

Fang Heng glanced at the wall clock above the room, and interrupted: "I just want to know how to improve elementary alchemy as soon as possible."

"Cut, that's fine. Originally, I wanted to see your basics and give you a targeted study of alchemy magic patterns. That's fine. I'm being self-indulgent. Just watch it."

Sloven didn't talk too much nonsense, stepped forward, and picked up the alchemy pattern material placed on the table.

A few steps forward, Sloven crouched on the ground.

Soon, a fine alchemy pattern was drawn on the hall floor.

Fang Heng stood aside, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"No, do you see it clearly? This is it. According to this magic pattern, you draw it from beginning to end. When you can completely draw the picture and text, the threshold of elementary alchemy will be touched. At that time, I will Then I will teach you how to cross this threshold next step."

Sloven said and looked at Fang Heng, "Come on, don't just stand there, try it."

"okay."

Fang Heng carefully observed the trends and details of the pictures and texts, hummed lightly, stepped forward, and picked up the alchemy pen on the table.

Spiritual power poured into the tip of the alchemy pen.

Fang Heng just picked up the brush and touched the ground, and suddenly felt an indescribable jerky feeling from the strokes.

Resisting the jerky feeling and continuing to write, the magic pattern has just been drawn with only a few strokes, and it is unsustainable.

Fang Heng was forced to stop.

hum...

A faint yellow light flashed across the ground, and the runes that had just been drawn on the ground disappeared.

The game prompt flashed on Fang Heng's retina.

[Hint: You failed to practice alchemy magic pattern, your alchemy talent +0.001].

"No, no, no, I really don't see it. Your posture when you hold the pen is wrong."

Sloven looked disdainful.

He now believed that Fang Heng's alchemy was self-taught.

"And your gestures, is this considered? Is it too good? Did you never learn alchemy systematically?"

Speech to spray, Sloven still stepped forward to re-demonstrate dutifully, "Look at me, do you want to do this? Do you understand?"

[Hint: You have been taught by Sloven, you have some understanding of the magic-weave alchemy array, and your basic alchemy experience value +1].

Fang Heng looked at the game log.

The experience value that was originally stuck has really improved.

interesting.

It is possible that the advanced conditions of elementary alchemy need to fill up the experience points first.

Sloven stood on the side, watching Fang Heng standing there in a daze, without urging him.

He has seen many such people.

Do you really think that anyone can learn alchemy?

Sure enough, people, the richer they are, the stupider they are.

"Okay, think about it slowly, when you figure it out, call me."

Sloven was happy to be at leisure, and slowly walked to the chair beside him, sat down to rest.

Fang Heng closed his eyes and quickly mobilized the zombie avatars in the Plaguelands and the underground world.

The controlled thousands of zombie avatars immediately stopped all the construction, ore collection, excavation, transportation, etc., and began to draw magic circles on the ground with their fingers.

In less than half a minute, dense game prompts began to refresh on Fang Heng's retina.

[Hint: Your zombie avatar failed to practice the alchemy magic pattern...].

[Hint: Your zombie avatar failed to practice the alchemy magic pattern...].

Among the countless failed messages, a few positive game tips will be refreshed from time to time.

[Reminder: Your zombie avatar failed to practice alchemy magic pattern, you have a deeper understanding of magic pattern alchemy, your alchemy talent +0.001].

[Reminder: Your zombie avatar failed to practice the alchemy magic pattern, you have some insights into alchemy, and your basic alchemy experience value +1].

Five minutes later, Fang Heng opened his eyes again, raised his head, raised the sharp pen tip in his hand, and quickly drew the magic pattern alchemy array on the ground.

When he wrote again, although Fang Heng's movements were still a little clumsy, the jerky feeling before was completely gone.

failure.

Failed again.

Fang Heng picked up the pen again and again to draw again.

The floor of the practice hall is specially made, once the drawing of the alchemy magic circle fails, it will be emptied immediately.

(End of this chapter)