Chapter 118: [Colored Crystal Pen (C)]

"Li Huai, Vivian Nadasdy Bathory, Chu Yuan, David Angel, Ruan Qingyi, Meng Ju, Orff... The vast majority really are acquaintances."

"Alisa von Oriolus, Aristotle, Jenna Maleeva, Tony Dony, Helles Mo..."

"Oh, found it, found it. Lan Qingyou. At the very back. Why would I rank even lower than a fellow like Helles who blindly wanders all over the place all day long?"

Bang!

Lan Qingyou slammed a fist onto the desk surface.

Being unequipped with the Moonbright Stone Dagger, she was innately weak in strength, hence...

Magic Desk: Unharmed; HP -1

Lan Qingyou truly couldn't figure it out. What exactly did a fellow like Helles, who only knew how to run all over the place all day long, contribute? It couldn't possibly be just drawing maps, right?

Or perhaps it was recruiting people for Tarot Villa?

After all, the vast majority of individuals within the villa were S-rank graded existences.

Even fellows like Esmeralda, Nemo, and Jiang Lan, although absent from the S-ranks, still resided within the A-ranks and all possessed titles.

They could definitively be considered first-echelon existences.

However, whether this was truly the case, Lan Qingyou had no idea. It was merely a conjecture at most.

Forget it, contemplating these things right now was useless anyway. Managing herself well was what truly mattered.

After discovering she was still S-rank, Lan Qingyou cheerfully opened the menu and began selecting her rewards.

This time round, the rewards were still C-rank. However, compared to last time, Lan Qingyou already harbored clear, definitive goals this time, hence she didn't expend much time on the selection process.

Her fingers slid rapidly across the screen, selecting her magic in practically no time at all.

[Mental Control (C)]

[Function: Expend 100 mana points to control objects lighter than your body weight.]

[Introduction: Actually, you can also call it telekinesis; the meaning is practically the same anyway.]

Looking at the introduction above, Lan Qingyou felt profoundly satisfied.

Although it didn't seem exceedingly formidable and even carried a weight restriction, to Lan Qingyou, these fundamentally weren't issues.

What she desired was exactly this sort of capability enabling remote control.

After all, expecting her to personally hoist a blade and chop people up was fundamentally an utter impossibility.

Wasn't directly utilizing telekinesis far more exhilarating?

Moreover, she had already begun researching golems. Successfully producing them was merely a matter of time; Lan Qingyou was extraordinarily conceited regarding this point.

Since the offensive aspects could be handed over to the golems, all she needed to do was play a supporting role.

Causing the enemies to drop the ball at crucial moments, thereby creating attack opportunities for her golems, ultimately aiming to minimize losses.

After securing her magic skill, Lan Qingyou turned her attention toward the tools.

Although she hadn't quite decided what she needed yet, she already harbored some plans in her heart. It all depended on whether the item she desired actually existed above or not.

Resting her chin on her palm, Lan Qingyou scrolled exceptionally slowly this time.

After all, she needed to confirm them one by one, clicking in to inspect anything that seemed potentially suitable.

"Hm! This is the one!"

Roughly three minutes later, Lan Qingyou's eyes lit up. Subsequently, she pulled out a crystal pen portraying specks of colorful mottling within its pen barrel from the prize pool.

[Colored Crystal Pen (C)]

[Function: Symbol drawing, magic circuit drawing success rate increased by 30%]

[Introduction: Its interior is ornamented with elemental bodies symbolizing the four elements of magic, allowing it to drastically elevate the success rate when drawing magic patterns.]

"Haha! I knew a thing like this definitely existed!"

Twirling this crystal pen around her fingers exceptionally adroitly, Lan Qingyou burst into laughter.

Previously, while attempting to draw magic patterns, she had felt somewhat preplexed. Since gathering herbs came with a small medicine hoe, then a major discipline like drawing naturally ought to possess a similar array of tools as well.

Hence, during the reward selection this time, she deliberately searched thoroughly for it.

In the end, who would have expected her to actually find it.

The elated Lan Qingyou twirled the crystal pen once more, subsequently taking out a wooden board and commencing to write and draw upon it.

What more could be said.

Having tools versus lacking tools were two entirely disparate experiences.

Previously, she could only gather mana in her finger to draw. But presently, with the crystal pen in hand, she felt her mana flowing exceptionally smoothly upon the wooden board.

Perhaps due to how fine and resilient the pen tip was, the lines she drew were vastly finer compared to using her finger.

Compared to the lines drawn by her finger, these were roughly one-tenth the thickness.

This was a monumental improvement.

Of course.

There still remained an immense disparity before attaining the hair-thin finesse of those magic patterns present upon her shelter.

But regardless of anything else, the fact that this wooden board didn't shatter after Lan Qingyou finished drawing a symbol was sufficient enough to illustrate the point.

"With this pen, the rest of my work will unfurl much smoother."

After testing it out briefly, Lan Qingyou lifted the crystal pen in her hand, angling it against the world outside the window and gazing at the gradually shifting colorful mottling within the pen barrel.

Drawing was a field of knowledge, and an exceedingly profound one at that.

Setting aside those complex symbol patterns, merely a simple circle was sufficient for Lan Qingyou to study for a very long time.

After all, every single symbol was constructed from lines.

So much so that certain patterns—like those present upon the shelter—were all completely drawn in a single stroke, subsequently utilizing other lines to string each pattern together consecutively.

It practically didn't seem like something a human was capable of accomplishing at all.

Therefore, the finer the lines, the more patterns could be drawn upon the exact same surface area.

With the crystal pen, Lan Qingyou dared to guarantee she could produce a magic shield.

Now that she possessed a tool capable of writing, the sole remaining issue pertained to materials.

Wood definitively wouldn't cut it. After all, she would be scampering all over the Abandoned Land. Coupled with her unrefined craftsmanship, a material like this fundamentally couldn't protect her.

Perhaps utilizing a massive boulder to construct an entirely new shelter for herself—exactly like Helles did—was also an excellent option.

Hm?

Thinking about it this way, wouldn't it seem equally feasible to simply ask The Chariot to smelt a massive iron block measuring ten meters squared for her?

It would be sturdier than stone, and conducting her drawings upon an iron plate would undoubtedly feel far handier.

Ascertaining this thought, Lan Qingyou's eyes lit up, instantly fishing out her card to contact The Chariot.

The Tower: "@The Chariot, help me produce a massive iron block measuring ten meters squared."

The Chariot: "What do you need a thing like this for?"

The Chariot inquired, feeling somewhat speechless.

Because it was currently dusk, The Chariot was able to reply exceptionally swiftly.

The Tower: "Isn't The Fool running everywhere carrying a shelter on his shoulder? So I want to try attempting to produce a shelter complete with a magic shield myself."

The Chariot: "So that's how it is. That truly is a miraculous idea. Then I'll start making it for you tomorrow. A matter entirely devoid of technical content like this only requires sufficient materials; it should be completable in a single morning."

The Tower: "Alright."

The Hierophant: "Tower, have you completely thoroughly researched the matters concerning the magic shield?"

The Tower: "Naturally. Otherwise I wouldn't have dared enlist The Chariot's help."