Chapter 113: Cursed Ink

  As for the mysterious things in the mysterious world, Liu Xinyu didn't know more than a child who often watches horror movies.

  She absolutely wouldn't have guessed that on earth there really are people who grasp something called internal energy, and through the warm flow produced by their bodies, continually stimulate themselves.

  The continuous warmth that came over her made her unnaturally believe that this was a physiological impulse caused by Chen Yi's closeness to herself, and it was greater than she had expected.

  She began to regret why she had helped Chen Yi up, making it difficult for her to get off the tiger's back.

  Liu Xiyu lowered her head and looked at Chen Yi.

  Under constant stimulation, the boy in her eyes also became handsome and lovely.

  "What kind of help are you referring to?" Chen Yi asked at this time.

  He wants to judge the scale and energy of the Human Development Research Association based on this.

  If it were normal times, Liu Xiyu would have been able to guess what was on his mind, but now she could only force herself to say: "A lot... a lot of help, we have people from Wall Street... who can help you expand your company. We have government connections, and can help you navigate through difficulties."

  It seems they don't know their own company very well.

  Chen Yi immediately came to a conclusion.

  Jinyuan International is not afraid of business competition.

  His costs are so much lower than everyone else's, if he can't win with that advantage, he deserves to be thrown out of Wall Street.

  As for the government, this is certainly something to be vigilant about. The government of any country in the world is a kind of abnormal, huge and selfish animal - the nature of the government is evil from the beginning.

  For these things with a sugar coating and an ulterior motive, one can never be too careful.

  Chen Yi was even more unwilling to trust Liu Xiyu's so-called protection, that would be putting his own life in her hands.

  Moreover, he now hopes to promote new legislation to raise the threshold for high-frequency trading, especially flash trading, eliminate unfair co-location services, and maintain a relatively monopolistic advantage on various brokerage platforms after they adopt the latest computer systems.

  This busy, Liu Xinyu may be able to help, but he doesn't believe it.

  "The car is over there." The ambulance's siren grew louder and Chen Yike didn't want to really go to the hospital for a crowd of onlookers.

  Liu Xiyu stumbled and helped Chen Yi onto the back seat of the pickup truck, then sat down herself, panting heavily.

  It seems that the use of Dou Qi is still a very stimulating product.

  Chen Yi smiled to himself and prepared to continue rebuilding his unfinished cellular construction project.

  At this time, Apollo's tone was sincere and high-pitched: "Hello, I'm Ri. Beautiful woman, please fasten your seatbelt first."

  Liu Xinyu suddenly sat up, fortunately, the F150's space was large, and he didn't hit anything else.

  After leaving Chen Yi's body range, her IQ gradually recovered, and she began to observe and ask: "Who is speaking?"

  "The computer's self-setting program." Chen Yi could only explain it this way.

  At the same time, he had to take advantage of the opportunity of mental vibration to warn that color-changing little lizard.

  Lin Yan brought medical staff to the classroom, but couldn't find Chen Yi anywhere, and could only apologize to the other party in anger.

  Chen Yi glanced at the messy students in front of him and got into the driver's seat, starting the F-150.

  Apollo shouted: "Beauty, please fasten your seatbelt, please fasten your seatbelt..."

  "Your car is really weird." Liu Xiyu doesn't know anything about it.

  Chen Yi immediately looked at the rearview mirror. Sure enough, Apollo had made the middle of the seatbelt into a claw-like shape and was grasping Liu Xinyu's large chest, right in the cleavage area.

  He was eighty percent sure that those claws were real claws.

  Chen Yi stepped on the accelerator heavily.

  The F-150 Raptor was like it had taken the wrong medicine, emitting a huge tire screeching sound, and rushed forward with force.

  Liu Xiyu was caught off guard and crashed into the back seat, then bounced back and was restrained by the claw-shaped safety belt.

  The color-changing lizard shouted "Oh yeah!" in Chen Yi's mind and said: "Thank you."

  "This can't go on anymore."

  He is so ashamed

  Liu Xinyu's face turned bright red. She felt that her sensitive areas, fully in contact with the claws on the seatbelt, were somewhat too stimulating, not only without any pain from the impact, but also feeling as if something like fingers was constantly caressing and massaging them.

  Chen Yi stared at the big-breasted girl in the rearview mirror, and he naturally knew what had happened.

  The little lizard secretly controls its body, suddenly speeding up and slowing down, as if constantly changing direction.

  In fact, the paw-shaped safety belt was rubbing against the woman's neck, sometimes quickly and sometimes slowly.

  Chen Yi's eyes widened in surprise.

  The counselor behind him had two obvious bulges on his chest.

  On such a large chest, it is especially noticeable.

  "Please, let me drive," the little lizard begged.

  "No way." Chen Yi was very firm.

  After a while, before he felt exposed, he deliberately turned back and said: "Either come sit in the front, I'm not familiar with driving, it's shaking badly in the back."

  Liu Xinyu murmured a response, quietly wiping away the water that had just appeared on her leg. She hadn't brought a handbag, so she could only wipe it on the seat cushion, prompting Apollo to let out another groan.

  Chen Yi also licked his lips.

  Summer is really dry.

  At this time, Liu Xinyu returned to normal, and she rarely asked seriously: "How do you consider it?"

  "It's better if I don't attend," Chen Yi said straightforwardly.

  "Let me get off first then." Liu Xiyu's face turned cold.

  However, she was still immersed in her previous feelings, and her eyes were cold no matter what.

  Chen Yi took a glance and thought secretly: Is it possible that here will be where future threats are eliminated?

  "Don't think nonsense." Liu Xiyu's face turned red, and she didn't even know what kind of nonsense she was talking about.

  She turned and warned: "There is an organization behind me that you can't resist. Chen's family... was still okay before."

  Liu Xinyu was unwilling to let his newly formed, even physiological good impression evaporate completely.

  Chen Yi still hadn't figured out how to thoroughly resolve his future troubles, so he hummed and looked straight ahead, saying: "After we pass the intersection, I'll let you off."

  Liu Xinyu murmured a response and leaned back in her chair, lost in thought.

  The intersection in Jiangning has a long red light that makes people want to go eat and come back.

  Liu Xinyu only felt that the backrest was getting softer and softer, her body sinking deeper and deeper into it, and she involuntarily twisted and readjusted the safety belt.

  The little lizard said in a lecherous panting voice: "Master, please, let me drive."

  "Shut up." Chen Yi still didn't know what had happened.

  "One day, I'll be a man." The dragon said with a huff: "I'll drive my own car, pick up beautiful women and have them surround me, or they can all sit on my lap. Oh yeah!"

  Chen Yi drove safely and smoothly through the intersection of Shi Zi Road, sending Liu Xiyu off.

  Then he stopped the car by the side of the road, half-standing on the seat and fiercely stepping on it, angrily saying: "Next time you dare to talk nonsense, I'll destroy you."

  He can't really prohibit the dragon from speaking, otherwise it would be too easy for problems to arise in communication with the mount.

  Unfortunately, Huan Long isn't a good person to communicate with.

  Liu Xinyu looked far away at the red F-150, swinging its large pants and turning around to leave. She hesitated and took out her phone, unsure whether she should make the call.

  After a long time of thinking, or perhaps a blank mind, Liu Xiyu heavily closed the phone cover and resolutely returned by the original road.

  Chen Yi severely beat the illusion dragon, don't know if it's useful or not, and continued to take over the driving rights. In Jiangning, he turned left and right, and finally stopped at the Four Seasons Hotel by the river.

  The bigger the city, the harder it is to find a quiet place. With today's experience, he will never groom his cells outside again.

  The beautiful receptionist gave him a 40% discount on the administrative suite without Chen Yi saying a word, and kept throwing flirtatious glances at him.

  Chen classmate walked towards the elevator with a look of indifference.

  As they grow older, the children of wealthy families will encounter more and more temptations. Some people handle them well and gain widespread praise, while others who do not handle them well often become laughing stocks.

  Not saying, not doing, and not showing is the simplest and most effective way of dealing with things, it's also the method that lazy people are most familiar with.

  In the room, Chen Yi closed the door and window, opened the cell to start moving, wasted a bit of energy on luxury, and made 6 hours of big light bulbs. The hotel's timed bell rang out.

  Chen Yi immediately went out and got on the car, rushing to the subway station.

  As usual, I went to the storage room in the station and picked up some perfume that I had stored away as a gift, then headed towards the Kingdom of San Chio.

  Timothy was copying scrolls in the square when he heard the bell and couldn't afford to waste a copy, so he went forward first.

  Sander's Red Robe saw him secretly clicking his tongue and thought: A seventh-grade scroll, if it were a year ago, who would have dared to waste it?

  Timothy was a bit of a waste of copying times. A mage can only release a limited number of spells per day, and the copying times overlap with the release times.

  Generally speaking, a 3rd-level wizard can cast one 3rd-level spell, or two 2nd-level spells, or four 1st-level spells per day. Similarly, if he doesn't want to use spells before resting but wants to copy scrolls instead, without the Scribe feat, he can copy one 2nd-level scroll, two 1st-level scrolls; for rare scrolls, it's down another two levels.

  In addition to the talent for copying, there are other talents that affect the abilities of mages. In the Magic Continent, talents are the capital of mages' survival and development. The super-strong mental power talent can allow them to release spells of the same level twice or more in one day, even releasing spells beyond their level - perhaps at a cost; the matching talent can make their magic power double or triple that of normal; the intelligence talent can make learning spells easier...

  And with each promotion in rank, the law masters may gain more talents.

  This makes the advantages of high-ranking mages more and more obvious.

  At Timothy's level, the spells he copied were often much better. Wasting one was a real pity.

  "Master, has there been another breakthrough." Grendel's voice piqued the interest of several law enforcement officers.

  Sander boldly lifted his head, and then quickly lowered it, his mind was in a mess: filled with primal energy.

  Chen Yizhen recounted his experience with leukemia in a narrative tone.

  Timothy listened with a nod and smiled after a moment: "Congratulations, Master. From now on, the refinement of magic will be even more pure."

  "Can I learn magic now?"

  "Of course."

  "How long?"

  Timothy hesitated for a moment before saying, "Magic release is complex and requires precise steps. I'll start with the first magic, Illumination."

  A 10th-level great magician, can be considered a freak on the mainland.

  Chen Yi didn't think he would be the most talented person, and looking at the red-robed mage Sandar, he was just a bit shorter than a weirdo... He looked around and asked the noble who accompanied him in practice: "Lanling, your friend, how long did it take to learn magic?"

  "What's the first spell?" Lang Ling thought for a moment and said, "From meditation to releasing spells, it usually takes 20 years."

  "Alright, let's get more spell scrolls today."

  He gave up hope of learning magic in a short time.

  Timothy cleared his throat and said, "Master has grasped the origin energy, magical abilities will surely surpass others. How do we start practicing from today? Only during the breaks of knight training."

  Having acquired magical powers, I skipped the most tedious and difficult meditation process. In comparison, learning spells is slow, but still faster than a snail.

  Chen Yi nodded in agreement, stroking his chin. As he gazed at the crystal screen again, apart from the mage's training fee of 1 million gold coins per hour (Grand Magician), he discovered a new line of potions:

  Curse Ink 1st Level: Produces a force of 10 oxen, can be released on any object.

  10 cattle is almost equal to 1 kilogram of strength.

  Chen Yi frowned: "It can only produce 1 kilogram of force, what's the use?"

  He said that his hands didn't slow down at all and directly smashed 100 bottles.

  It's not easy to buy something new, some gold coins are enough.

  However, when the amount of cursed ink reached 3 bottles, it stopped increasing.

  Timothy bowed and said: "Master, the cursed ink is a spoil of war from the Eastern Front, and there are only 3 bottles of first-class quantity."

  "Is that all? What use is 1 kilogram of strength?"

  Timothy fell silent for a moment before saying, "A force of 1 kilogram, if used in the right way, can also pose a huge threat."

  "Oh?"

  "For example, the internal organs of an ordinary person are very soft, and applying a force of 1 kilogram can crush part of them. The brain is the same, it has no defense against the skull."

  Chen Yi waved his hand disgustedly and said, "Don't mention killing people."

  The current state of the earth is more threatened by wooden sticks.

  Timothy thought for a moment and said, "1 kilogram of force can tear apart an opponent's scroll that is in the process of casting a spell. However, mid-level scrolls have automatic defense. Moreover, first-level curses are not a big threat to knights, they are physically strong..."

  "I understand." Chen Yi saw that these monks and paladins were accustomed to resolving violent conflicts, not everyday problems.

  However, it's always useful anyway.

  Timothy added, "When using the master's method, draw a circle with ink on a flat surface and then imagine the cursed object and method in your mind. One bottle of ink can be used more than 5 times."

  Chen Yi's mind conjured up a scene of himself hiding in the corner of Jiangda University campus, drawing circles on the ground, and freely admiring the thin shirts floating in the air, as well as the little white rabbits that had lost their shirt coverings - small white rabbits, medium white rabbits, large white rabbits, large black rabbits, and large brown rabbits...

  What good stuff!

  He indulged in fantasy for three minutes before taking out the summoning ring: "Grendel Holy Knight, I've decided on the appearance of my mount."

  "That's great, I'll definitely study the mounted combat method carefully next time." The holy knight was full of confidence, different mounts have different battle methods, but what kind of person is he?

  Chen Yi transferred and summoned Pikachu 150, then drilled into the driver's room.

  Grundler Saint Knight, maintaining a vigorous and confident appearance, stood still.

  His inner voice screamed: I am an invincible Holy Knight

  His mind went completely blank.

  What kind of mount is it, where knights hide in its belly?

  ……