[Name: Healthy Foot (Sacred, Flesh and Blood)] [Appearance: A human right foot sculpture with smooth muscles and clear joints, which looks like marble] [Ability: Sacred temperament, strong flesh and blood] [Cost: The body will become as heavy as marble, and the movement speed will be slightly reduced] [File: Leon Ryan, the inheritor of the secret art, combined two secret arts of the Cleanup Bureau, and used the fragments of the right toes of the White Rock Holy Spirit to create a special anomaly that can make the user's right foot as healthy as the sculpture of the god in the temple, and slightly increase the movement speed by the way] [Evaluation: The most worthless sacred creation in history, and there is no other] [Immersion value: (maximum immersion value 49)] "..." The effect is to slightly increase the movement speed, but the cost of using it is to slightly reduce the movement speed? I speed up, which means I slow down? After touching the marble right foot floating in the pot, even though he was mentally prepared to make a useless anomaly, Leon still couldn't help but fall into silence.
This situation... I always feel a little familiar... After touching the cufflinks in his pocket and taking out the [Sensitive Egg] that he had made in front of His Excellency Taurus, Leon's mouth twitched violently when he saw the evaluation of "the most worthless demon creation in history". Or maybe forget it, I don't seem to have any talent in this area... ... Is this done? Seeing Leon stop stirring the green "soup" in the pot, the third-generation director who was waiting next to him grabbed the soup spoon, fished out the marble right foot in the pot, and then took a breath of cold air. "You... Is this what you made with the Holy Spirit-level material?" Lyon blushed upon hearing this, and nodded rather shamefully... "Hmm..." "No, no, no! This is impossible!" After gesturing with his white marble right foot for a long time, pouring his power into it and taking it back, and repeatedly trying to activate it several times, the third-generation director said in confusion: "This is definitely not right! After all, it is a Holy Spirit-level material... How could it be... Hiss... Hey, who! Can't you tell the effect of the abnormal object by just touching it? What was the result after you touched it yourself? What exactly is the ability of this thing?" "Can this thing make People will speed up slightly, but because it will make people's bodies heavier, it will also slow down slightly..." "Then what?" "Then... uh... it can make people's right feet more beautiful." "I can see all that you said, and then what? What is its core ability?" "Uh... that's it." "..."
"This is impossible!!!" After trying it several times with [Fitness Feet], he found that the situation was exactly as Leon said. This thing had no other abilities except making the right foot as perfect as a divine body. The third-generation director could not help but squat down by the pot and began to tear his hair in pain. Damn it! This is a material of the Holy Spirit level! Holy Spirit! Even if you throw the material into the pot and don't care about anything, you won't make such a thing, right? How the hell did you do it? "Come on! Hit another one for me to see!" After thinking for a long time and still not figuring out how Leon did it, the old man with a square head and bloodshot eyes stood up suddenly, then rummaged through the materials, found two things and threw them into the big iron pot, and gnashed his teeth and ordered: "Hurry up and hit! Let me see how you did it!" ... [Name: Demon List (Degenerate, Record)] [Appearance: A leather scroll with bright red hideous lines, exuding a faint sulfur smell. If you put your hand on it, you can occasionally hear the angry roar of the big demon] [Ability: Demon Name, Name Record] [Price: You may be startled by the sudden roar] [File: Leon Ryan, the inheritor of the secret arts, combined the two secret arts of the Cleanup Bureau, using the powder ground from the Hell Red Stone Crystal and the strongest small piece of skin on the back of the Curse Demon to create a special anomaly. After writing your name, the great demon soul sealed in the scroll will be awakened, and the user's name will be translated into the corresponding demon language, giving the user a fashionable name in the style of a demon.] [Evaluation: This abnormal object successfully defeated the debut work of the blacksmith Leon Ryan, [Sensitive Egg], and became the most worthless demon creation in history, and there is no other] [Infiltration value: (maximum infiltration value 42)] "..." Writing his name on it with his right hand trembling, the three members of the Cleanup Bureau looked at the demon scroll that did not change except for the translation of the name into demon language. The acting director felt dizzy, then turned around and glared at Leon, his eyes full of madness: "Where is the redstone? Where is the redstone?" "I clearly threw in two materials! Why is there only the skin of the curse demon? Where are the redstone powders?" "Uh... the redstone powders you threw in should be on the back of this thing." After taking the [Demon List] from the trembling hands of the square-headed old man and turning it to the back, Leon pointed to the bright red hideous lines on it and said embarrassedly: "Look, these places that are dyed red should be the redstone powders." "..." Dyed... dyed red places? Buried in the deepest part of the Red Lotus Prison, a mountain can only produce 20 kilograms of Hell Red Stone Crystals at most, but in your hands, it only stained a little? ! ! ! "How about... let's stop here today?" Looking at the Third-generation Director who stood there with the [Demon List] in his hands, like a stone statue, without moving for a long time, and even stopped breathing, Leon really couldn't bear to continue to harm this unfortunate old man, and couldn't help but persuade him: "Mr. Third-generation, I have indeed only been exposed to the secret art of forging for a short time, and I can only be regarded as just getting started. It is a waste to use the materials you gave me now, otherwise..."
"No! This is not a question of whether it is wasteful or not, and it is not a question of whether you can get started! It's waste! Amazing waste!" After hearing Leon's words, the Third-generation Director raised his head dully and looked at Leon like a monster , almost word by word: "With the materials I gave you, even if a pig stood in your position and stuck its trotters into the pot and stirred it twice, it couldn't make such a useless thing! Damn it! Did this generation of Taurus really teach you? You are not kidding me, right?" "No, no, Mr. Taurus really taught me... Oh, right!" After recalling the learning scene at that time, Leon said with a strange expression: "At that time, she also showed me a piece of history in the past, which was the situation when the predecessors of the Cleanup Bureau learned the secret art of Taurus. I learned the secret art of forging from the people in it." Learned from people in the past? Does it mean that this generation of Taurus did not teach him, but directly showed him the memory projection of a certain Taurus in the past? The third-generation director frowned in confusion, and then asked with disgust: "Which Taurus director's memory are you looking at? Who taught you this shitty blacksmithing secret? The sixth-generation Taurus with the worst level?" "Uh... No, I'm looking at the memory of the third-generation Taurus director." The third-generation memory? After hearing what Leon said, the square-headed old man frowned subconsciously. The level of the third-generation Taurus is okay. Although it can't compare with me, it is considered to be in the middle among the previous Taurus. No matter how you think about it, it is impossible for him to teach such a thing, right? I remember when I was learning the secret art with him, he always stood behind me and learned from me. Although he couldn't compare with me, he learned about 80% to 90% of what I learned... Wait, learn from me? ! ! "..." "..." "..." Looking at Leon, whose eyes were somewhat evasive and who was always embarrassed to look him in the face, the square-headed old man, who had just woken up from a dream, raised his hand and pointed at his nose tremblingly, asking with trembling lips: "Me?" "Yes."