Chapter 53 Synchronic Experience
"How to systematically learn the craftsmanship of Wanbi people?" Wan Yi asked before leaving.
Uncle Ye did not give in when he heard this: "If you just want to learn the basics and have the most basic understanding, then many people can tell you. But if you want to get started, it is best to have a perfect person to guide you. Of course, you can also try it yourself, There are also some geniuses who can master patchwork craftsmanship without any training.”
Wan Yi nodded and left the store with Chen Changcai.
"Sure enough, you are still interested in Wanbiren?" Chen Changcai asked.
When he first entered the city, Chen Changcai told Wan Yi that he could try it if he had any ideas. Wan Yi himself had almost forgotten about it these days, but today's trip has reignited his original interest.
"Indeed, who doesn't want to dream about making weapons with his bare hands?" Wan Yi reached out to cover his mouth.
Chen Changcai said: "The principle of the Wanbi Man is very simple. Most people can only absorb the fragments by themselves, but the Wanbi Man allows the fragments to absorb each other and plan the direction of shaping. What is difficult is personal talent. The more connections you see, the better your craftsmanship will be. The stronger.”
As he said that, he turned around and said: "If you want, you can let the perfect person from Guiyi Road guide you some other time. This life is difficult to get started, but it is much easier to have someone to help you."
"There is a perfect person in Guiyi here? Then why don't you find that person this time?" Wan Yi asked.
"I didn't know whether you would join or not, so it would be safest to use my own connections to find Uncle Ye." Chen Changcai explained.
"Are there any other channels?"
"Hey, you obviously joined but you don't want to be too tied to the organization, right?" Chen Changcai immediately heard the implication of Wan Yi's words, but he was not surprised. After all, Wan Yi had just joined and it was impossible to have a sense of belonging.
Chen Changcai believed that Wan Yi could live a good life even without Guiyi. He was only willing to join if Guiyi could help him deal with more problems and block some troubles.
Wan Yi is unconvinced.
Chen Changcai said: "Then go to the 'City Perfection Center'. Those who were judged by the city to have the potential to be perfect people were taken there to study. If you pay money, you can ask someone to help guide you, and there are also special improvement classes. .”
"A professional talent training base?"
"Absolutely, but it's in the center of the city, and the perfect man is a master." Chen Changcai made a metaphor.
Wan Yi also understood.
Even if you give money, you may be wronged. Although city people would not take the initiative to cause trouble for the refugees, that would be too cheap, but if the refugees come into their sight, their attitude depends entirely on them.
Even if people take money and do nothing, the little homeless people can't compete with the perfect people in the center of the city.
"Forget it, I'll do it myself."
"If you want to realize it on your own, you can do it, brother, you have the courage." Chen Changcai clapped his hands in praise, but of course he didn't think Wan Yi could figure it out on his own.
Either you want to improve and try to ask him for help later, or you lose interest after a while and give up.
Just like that, Wan Yi and Chen Changcai said goodbye and went back to their houses.
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theater.
As soon as he came in, as expected, Liang Rendao was already waiting for him.
"Do you think I'm looking for you again?" Wan Yi said.
"No, I have never let go of my thoughts about the troupe leader." Liang Rendao continued shamelessly.
"It's better to leave this to your old friend." Wan Yi shrugged and took out a bag of fragments.
"Why do you want to come to me this time?" Liang Rendao said with a gentle and jade-like smile.
Wan Yi told him about Wanbiren.
After listening, Liang Rendao nodded slightly and stretched out his hand to Wan Yi.
Wan Yi handed the bag of fragments he had to Liang Rendao.
Then, a blend of white and green power flashed between Liang Rendao's hands, covering the fragments in the middle. Then, with a crisp sound, all the pieces shattered.
"Synchronize with me." Liang Rendao's voice sounded.
Wan Yi was a little surprised.
The synchronization between the clone and him is uncontrolled and always on, but the relationship with the person in the scene can be switched on and off by him.
But for now, no one in the drama is willing to keep pace with him for a long time, not even Liang Rendao.
He hadn't synchronized with Liang Rendao for a long time. The last time he checked Liang Rendao for any abnormalities after Liang Rendao's script became garbled, but he found no results.
Even though the synchronization was completed at that time, he found that there was a large blank in Liang Rendao's memory, making it difficult to pry into it. This makes the good man's way even more mysterious among the people in the play.
Putting this aside, Wan Yi asked: "Are you sure?"
"Come on, I've been successful in guarding the gods recently. I can keep him alive for half an hour." The good man said without changing his expression.
Since he said so, Wan Yi was not stingy and started synchronizing with him directly.
For Wanyi, this is just a slightly different small part in the vast cluster of consciousness.
But for Liang Rendao, it is just countless "junk messages" exploding in the mental mind at the same time.
Yes, Wan Yi's thinking, wisdom, mental strength, etc. are only at a level that is stronger than ordinary people. Normally, a being at the level of Liang Ren Dao cannot be disturbed by such low-level junk information.
But these "junk messages" initiated by a large number of "Wanyi" are endless, one copy is copied into two copies, two copies are copied into four copies, and they are constantly expanding in the mind.
Unless the amount of information an individual has is infinite, one day they will be covered by Wanyi's junk messages if they continue to contact them.
Then he became a clone of Wan Yi.
Of course, this is theory.
Under normal circumstances, Wan Yi cannot maintain contact with a super-standard being for a long time, and apart from the synchronization of the clone and the person in the play, Wan Yi does not yet have a stable means of pulling other people into the consciousness cluster.
Furthermore, as long as an information body is large enough, even if it will be replaced by Wan Yi's information one day, it will probably take a long time before Wan Yi's information expands with no end in sight before it can succeed.
Liang Rendao's mind was confused after the synchronization, and he was in a trance for a short time, but he quickly adapted to it.
Later, Wan Yi saw the entire process of Liang Rendao's subsequent operations by reading Liang Rendao's memory and body senses.
The broken fragments were firmly grasped by him, and then Liang Rendao's eyes saw countless possibilities of putting these fragments together.
Then, he randomly selected one of them, manipulated the pieces with strength and began to piece it together.
But in an instant, a white long sword appeared in Liang Rendao's hand, exuding a compelling edge, and it was not ordinary at first glance.
Later, Liang Rendao's spirit gave out a strong resistance, and Wan Yi also turned off synchronization.
My beloved, my mind suddenly became clear.
"Are you okay?" Wan Yi asked with concern.
"It's only been three minutes, there's nothing to worry about." Liang Ren said, still smiling. If you didn't see the cold sweat on his forehead, there would really be no problem.
He handed the sword in his hand to Wan Yi.
Wan Yi looked strange.
"I gave you nineteen fragments. Ten of them are sharp fragments, and nine are hard fragments. They are all fragments from the streets. The most common perfect weapon for this combination is a kitchen knife, and the more powerful ones are just machetes. Of..." Wan Yi said.
But what he got now had nothing to do with the word "ordinary".
It feels great in the hand, has the right weight, and has an extraordinary quality.
Liang Rendao maintained a smile and said: "Ten sharp weapon fragments, nine hard fragments, 70% probability of being an ordinary iron sharp weapon, 20% probability of being a high-quality sharp weapon with special material, 10% probability of being an indestructible weapon. , and there is a smaller chance that I can directly create a weapon with intelligence, but I have just come into contact with the craftsmanship of jade and am not good at it."
"Then this sword is..."
"It has no use other than being indestructible and sharpening iron like clay. It's ridiculous."
"You're just showing off."
"Ha." Liang Rendao smiled and said nothing, "The perfect jade is really magical. As long as you can see the possibility and keep your eyes open, you can make something out of nothing just by relying on the fragments. It's not like me refining weapons." , you still need to prepare a lot of materials that are not available, of course, it may just be some differences in rules."
Wan Yi placed his sword on the audience seat next to him.
"Then that's it, you should have already experienced it." The good man said.
Wan Yi nodded: "Well, just follow your feeling. The rest is just a little practice."
"If you get any fragments of medicinal materials, you can call me. It will save me the trouble of collecting medicines everywhere." Liang Rendao added before leaving.
"Okay." Wan Yi responded directly.
Although Liang Rendao's help to Wan Yi is always free, as long as Wan Yi can do it, he will also fulfill the reasonable requirements of the people in the play.
A kind of tacit understanding among everyone in the theater.
Wan Yi exited the theater and saw the sword that Liang Rendao pieced together in his hand.
I tried it again and found that the sword could no longer be returned to the theater.
"The physical object still cannot enter the theater, but the fragments can be brought up to piece together. This is another unexpected discovery." Wan Yi said, casually placing the sword in the corner.
As a result, as soon as his hand was released, the sword left a deep sword mark on the part where the wall connected to the floor, and then cut into the floor.
"hiss……"
This is an update that makes me feel good today ()