Doomsday Jigsaw Game - Vol 3 Chapter 201: : Wu

Well world, fifth floor, inverse tower.

The tyrant fiddled with the broken copper and rotten iron made by the white mist, and looked at the white mist who was sleeping on the side… felt quite strange.

Bai Mist yawned and got bags under her eyes, staying up all night.

This is the fifth day after Bai Wu finished reading the news from the master of the tower.

When everyone is thinking of him, everyone is preparing to meet the Twisted Lord…

Bai Wu is constantly studying the Seven Sins Weapons.

On the first day, he began to design according to the drawings.

He already has arrogance and greed in his hands, so the amount of work is not large, only five items are left.

And the upper level of the tower has enough raw materials. Isn’t this just casual?

Bai Wu felt so, so the moment he opened the drawing, he was dumbfounded.

To indulge in emotions and distortions, formulate different emotions in different proportions…

This made Bai Wu stunned. Is this alchemy?

Is there a share ratio?

Emotional refinement?

He couldn’t understand it at all. Although he suspected that all of this was the pot of the translator, the tyrant, he had no evidence.

But the tyrant would not joke about this kind of thing.

So for the next two, three or four days, Bai Wu kept pondering this matter.

But he couldn’t figure out why.

It’s the fifth day, and it’s strange to say that the white mist now is the only one under Jing Si and Alpha.

But his physical strength was consumed extremely fast.

To be precise, it is not physical strength, but energy.

When staring at those drawings, Bai Wu felt extremely tired.

Those obscure texts had no comments, and the eyes of Prell in his eyes could not show remarks.

But they did form a very initial budding impression in Bai Wu’s mind.

The longer he watched, the faster the budding things would grow.

On the fifth day, Bai Wu couldn’t bear it anymore and went to sleep.

He had a dream.

In the dream, he no longer has a body, but has become a will.

The world is his shadow in his eyes.

This dream made Bai Wu a little confused, but the mysterious feeling in the dream made Bai Wu a little greedy.

The tyrant is quite boring these days. He is responsible for transporting materials to Bai Mist and smelting.

Bai Wu really tried to make some weapons according to his own ideas, but they were all broken.

Occasionally there are some weapons with special abilities, which are far from the Seven Deadly Sins.

Bai Wu was very uncomfortable, and felt it was too slow.

But he didn’t know that the master of the tower at that time made the Seven Sins Weapon, and the unit of time used was calculated on a yearly basis.

He couldn’t understand, but he couldn’t understand, but he already had some concepts in his mind.

In the early morning of the sixth day, Bai Wu woke up and found a light yellow breath lingering in his body.

Crimson represents anger, blue represents sadness, and purple represents fear.

Before that, Bai Wu could control several emotions at the same time, and could use two or more powers in battle at the same time.

But now… there is a fourth more.

He feels very anxious now.

So define it as anxiety.

“Maybe this is the result of the three emotions starting to merge with each other?”

Because of her mother, Bai Wu is extremely sensitive to emotions.

In just a few days, he was able to achieve simple integration.

It’s just that this is an unconscious behavior, just like someone draws at random, scribbling on paper, and then draws quite abstract artistic sense.

Day 6… Creation failed.

Although there was a slight improvement, even Bai Wu himself didn’t know how to do it.

On the sixth day of the night, Bai Wu couldn’t read the drawings anymore, staring at those drawings, he found that the desire for sleepiness was getting stronger and stronger.

It’s almost the same as Tang Jing wanting to succumb to himself.

So Baiwu decided to look at the serial protocol.

The serial protocol is also extremely complicated.

But perhaps because of the seven sins drawings, he now feels that the sequence protocol has a peculiar beauty…

It is no longer completely incomprehensible.

In fact, I had this feeling a few days ago, but in a vague way, Bai Wu thought that this feeling was deepening.

The eighth day night.

Baiwu has created the first item that truly sends spirits according to his own mind.

In the afternoon, he was too sleepy and fell asleep.

In that afternoon’s dream, Bai Wu seemed to see the flow of the lines of source power.

Hear the intertwined movement of emotions.

His ears and eyes seemed to be able to perceive things in higher dimensions.

So in the evening… Bai Wu began to design weapons based on the jealous sword.

As you can imagine, the design failed…

He made a great sword, but this great sword possesses a spiritual ability—

Inverse injury.

Wielding a big sword will not cause harm to people, but will cause a certain healing effect.

It looks ridiculous, but as long as it is used well, it may have miraculous effects.

But this weapon was treated as **** by the white mist.

“The emotional match is wrong… something must be wrong.”

“Speaking of which, is this the essence of Ji Ling? I suddenly remembered that when the watch was Ji Ling… the Eye of Prell said a word, saying that it was not willing to be lonely.”

“This is implying. In fact, sending spirits is the emotional feedback of the item itself?”

“In a distorted world, the dead will also have emotional feedback? Wrong…”

“The rule of sending spirits is to be close to human beings. So it is very likely that this kind of emotional feedback comes from people…”

“At that time, I didn’t want the captain to die on the flight, and I didn’t want to be the one saved every time…”

“But this thing should depend on luck…”

“interesting.”

ninth day.

On the basis of the previous day, Baiwu has made slight progress.

He made several spiritual items that had nothing to do with the seven sins.

Although vaguely grasped the key, Bai Wu found that he was able to make this kind of object mainly because of the material…

The black square cone substances stored in the counter tower seem to be particularly prone to react with human emotions.

It’s different in the real world.

So in a sense, oneself is not considered to have mastered the method to make the items 100% effective.

It’s like when Bai Wu took out the pot he was thinking about in ten days…

But the pot, he couldn’t start.

The current Bai Mist, its forging ability, is already above the former cadre blacksmith on Heijin Island.

The props he made already possess some actual combat functions.

But even so… there is still no way to make Guo Jiling.

“It’s really uncomfortable. I wasted a day with this dog.”

The precious time of the day was all spent on how to make Guo Ji Ling.

The final result can be imagined…

This pot, it just doesn’t send spirits.

On the eleventh day, Bai Wu thought continued to return to forging the seven sins and sequence agreement.

Focus on the sequence protocol, because on this day, the white mist found a very interesting phenomenon.

Looking at Jing Si’s sequence protocol again… Bai Wu found that he seemed to be able to understand a little bit.

Cause and effect, life and death, time and space, mental power…

These abilities seem to have their own colors, and they are forming some beautiful patterns although they don’t understand the meaning.

These patterns are as complex as ancient formations, but they have a mathematical sense of geometric beauty.

The white mist at this time, the sequence protocol that I saw in my eyes, was completely different from the first time I saw it.

“Interesting.”

Bai Wu became more energetic.

He tried to disturb the colors that appeared in his eyes in the sequence protocol.

But when I touched it a little bit, I felt that their original beautiful arrangement was completely disrupted.

Bai Wu feels a little regretful, so he can only close the serial protocol and wait to see later.

Regarding the forging of the seven sins, he also had a new breakthrough.

Last time, a weapon capable of producing negative damage was forged, but the reason it was scrapped was because of a problem with its value.

This time, he can try to make the value more in line with expectations.

That is, the “skill level” has increased.

After making this weapon, Bai Wu felt that it was still far away from creating the Seven Sins, but it seemed… hopeful.

He had never thought before, that he could forge a magic weapon.

You must know that before this, only Alpha and the Twisted Lord could do it.

The thirteenth day.

An ordinary day. There was no breakthrough in the white mist on this day.

It seems to be caught in some kind of predicament.

But the tyrant who kept reading various classics to relieve his boredom found one thing.

Bai Wu sleeps less and less.

In other words, looking at the drawings, Bai Wu consumes less and less mental power, or Bai Wu’s total mental power is getting higher and higher.

The tyrant was surprised, and the white mist on the first day began to yawn after watching it for a few minutes.

So much so that the tyrant felt that if Bai Wu wanted to make the Seven Sins, it would probably take decades…

At that time, the world was afraid that it was already a distorted purgatory.

But now the white mist can actually watch the whole night.

This means that Bai Wu’s mental power is increasing at a terrifying speed.

In other words, Bai Wu’s control of mental power is increasing at a terrifying speed.

How many days is this?

The tyrant was shocked by Bai Wu’s growth, Bai Wu couldn’t even notice it.

Now Bai Mist is extremely focused.

What distorted battle, what comrades-in-arms and best friends, what world catastrophe…

Gradually, they no longer occupy a place in his mind.

There are very few things in this world that White Mist needs to focus on, and he can learn most of them right away.

There are reasons for Baiwu’s own genes, as well as parents’ genes.

In short, the semi-finished Baiwu has rarely experienced the joy of learning, only the boring of learning.

It looked like a scumbag, but in fact it was just because everything was too simple for him.

Just like those games that Bai Yuan asked him to play, they said they were ridiculously imaginative for the future, but Bai Wu often lost the fun because the games were too simple.

This time is different.

He finally encountered something that made him unable to understand and understand.

So Bai Wu showed a strong learning talent-concentration.

Fourteenth day.

Like the thirteenth day, Bai Wu didn’t understand. This time he was no longer looking at the sequence agreement, but at the seven sins blueprint.

The tyrant felt nothing worth mentioning.

But on the fifteenth day, he found that he looked back several times in a row, and Bai Wu seemed to have settled, sitting there… motionless.

The white mist did not change until late at night.

At this time the tyrant was a little worried.

Sixteenth day, seventeenth day…

From the fourteenth day to the seventeenth day, Bai Wu never moved.

But around the white mist… more and more strange colors emerged.

At first, the red, blue and purple were not mentioned. Later, there were many strange colors, the white mist wrapped in colorful, and the eyes were bloodshot.

The white mist now seems to have been “squeezed dry”.

If it weren’t for the flesh and blood of Baiwu, the tyrant even thought that Baiwu had displayed the “domain” again.

He looked too weak.

But there is another kind of morbid excitement.

Finally, on the eighteenth day, Bai Wu coughed up a mouthful of blood, bleeding from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

With a puff, the white mist sitting and maintaining a posture for several days…suddenly fell to the ground.

Of course Bai Wu didn’t want to look at one thing and let herself die.

The tyrant found that Bai Wu’s fatigue accumulation had reached a level sufficient to suddenly die ten times.

But he just didn’t close his eyes.

Now that he can’t bear it anymore, the expression on Bai Wu’s face is obviously regrettable.

The black, white, green, orange, brown breath surrounding the white mist… began to slowly dissipate.

The tyrant didn’t know what step Bai Wu had realized…but he felt that the white mist in this state could unlock all obscure things.

The white mist fell asleep.

This sleep did not wake up until the twenty-third day. After waking up, the white mist did not look energetic.

Bai Wu didn’t say a word, just patted her face, and…

He no longer focuses on one thing.

This time, Bai Wu began to do two things with one mind, the sequence agreement, and the seven sins drawings, he began to study at the same time.

In other sphere buildings, the tyrant would read some classics during his boring time.

It is to help Bai Wu comprehend something, but in all the records about the Seven Sins Weapon and Sequence Agreement…

All just mentioned one thing-when you stare at the distortion, don’t understand it, feel it.

According to records, the master of the tower took 29 years to create these weapons.

As for Alpha, the Lord of Twisting, it will take longer. Influenced by the inverse dimension, Alpha has been used for hundreds of years.

But even if it is not affected by the inverse dimension, it will probably take hundreds of years.

So this matter… Actually, I didn’t stand on the shoulders of the predecessors to say it.

Because the predecessors could not leave any useful “techniques”.

Only relying on Bai Wu to comprehend it by himself.

So the tyrant wanted to persuade Bai Wu not to rush.

It is best to comprehend the same first, and then comprehend the other.

But when the tyrant was about to persuade, something strange happened.

Around the white mist, the source power and the emotions of various colors are mixed together, intertwined into a peculiar pattern.

These patterns are exactly what Bai Wu saw in the sequence protocol and felt in the seven sins drawings.

Suddenly the furnace reacted.

Those peculiar black crystal-like materials slowly floated up.

In Bai Wu’s eyes, the world seemed to have become countless particles…

At first, Bai Wu couldn’t control them, as if there was always something missing.

A medium is missing.

But when he will comprehend the idea of ​​sequence and switch to the idea of ​​creating the seven sins, everything seems to have a chemical reaction.

Those uncontrollable particles seem to be able to fit together according to his will.

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He failed for twenty-two days, and in the first twenty-two days, it seemed that there was no result.

But the white mist of the twenty-third day suddenly entered a powerful state of epiphany.

Bai Wu’s body also seemed to have a kind of detached power.

From the serial agreement.

It seems that two difficult problems that bothered him, after he exchanged the original ideas of the two problems, they were solved instantly!

The tyrant felt a little nervous.

He predicted that Bai Wu would not be able to create the first seven sins so quickly, how many days have it been?

How can human beings be compared with high-dimensional civilization? Or is it… Bai Wu is really a person who fits well with distortion?

Do not know why…

The eyes of the tyrant just cannot be removed from the furnace!