Chapter 204: The Great Love Poet's New Skin
The next day.
Friday morning.
The skyline was gradually dyed red by the bright morning light. As the sun rose, the light penetrated the wooden fence of the balcony. Pieces of light and shadow danced on Lanqi's body. The shadow on the ground was long and slanted in this early morning sunlight.
A carefully designed rattan chair was quietly placed on the balcony, and on the glass coffee table next to it were several books on magic engineering. The pages fluttered in the wind, as if repeating Lanqi's reading traces last night.
A breeze from the distant garden, accompanied by sunshine, brought the fragrance of flowers and gently blew across Lanqi's face.
"Lanqi, make me a magic card, quickly."
The poet of great love had just been called out, and he picked up the watering can to water the flowers as usual. He saw Lanqi, who was still leisurely feeding the birds on the ground as usual, and he immediately walked over and kicked him twice.
"I know... I bought a lot of materials yesterday, and then experimented until dark... Now it's ready, and I'm just waiting to make it with you."
Lanqi feeds his animal friends sleepily.
After returning from the shadow world, Lanqi spent several relatively fulfilling days.
On the first afternoon after returning, I went to see my father, and then in the evening I asked Talia to take care of Hyperion. On the second day, I competed with Adams and influenced Phoenix. On the third day, I told Dean Loren the surprise.
Today is the last working day of this week. Lanqi is going to feed his animal friends and finish skinning the Great Love Poet. If there is still time, he will go to the Student Union to see if there is anything he can help with.
Of course, besides the beloved poet, there seemed to be another frequent visitor in his home.
Boss Cat will come to Lanqi's house every two days.
He saw a little black cat jump onto the balcony last night, so he opened the door and let it in.
The little black cat is still sleeping in, lying on Lanqi's sofa and is reluctant to get up.
However, the poet of love beside Lanqi disappeared while watering the flowers.
She had run back to the living room from the balcony without knowing it.
"Why is there an extra kitten?"
The loving poet picked up the little black cat by the sofa and rocked it like a cradle, not knowing whether he wanted to wake it up or put it to sleep.
"Meow……"
Boss Cat opened his sleepy eyes.
As a result, I saw Tata with a sweet smile on his face.
It seemed to be very excited, seeing Tata was smiling so happily! No, how could it be a demon!
"Who are you meow!"
The cat boss immediately jumped down from the arms of the poet Da Ai with great alertness, and quickly kept a distance from her and asked her.
Her eyes were too charming, and she had a unique floral scent on her body. This was definitely not Tata! The poet of great love just stood there and smiled, and had no intention of hurting the cat boss.
"She is my natal card. You should be careful. Even though she is only at the first level, she is the final boss."
Lanqi on the balcony turned around and explained.
He stood up, put away the feed bag in his hand, walked slowly back to the living room, put the feed bag on the cabinet, and then walked towards the card-making workshop.
"How could she... be a summon?"
After hearing this, Boss Cat looked around this cheerful version of Tata doubtfully, and was extremely surprised.
This is clearly a living demon.
Her every smile and expression, as well as her living aura, could never be imitated by a summoned creature.
"My dear poet, it's almost time for us to start work."
Lanqi grasped the door handle of the card-making workshop, pushed it open, and waved to the great poet in the living room.
"Start work? What are you going to do?"
Boss Cat shouted in confusion.
It knew that the huge storage room that Lanqi had converted was a studio for making cards.
"Card making."
The great poet said with a smile.
"Are you kidding me? How can a summoned creature also create cards?"
The cat owner thinks that the great poet is treating it as a stupid cat!
Magic Cards Making Magic Cards is simply absurd.
"Hehe, if I wasn't only at level one, the magic cards I made would definitely be the best in the world!"
The poet of great love put his hands on his hips and boasted to the cat boss with great pride.
"Just blow it you little devil!"
Boss Cat has lived for so long, but he has never seen a summoned creature that is good at magic cards.
But the poet Da Ai did not argue with the cat boss. She was very confident and did not care whether others believed it or not when she thought it was a fact.
"See you next time, little kitty."
The Great Love Poet squatted down and gave it a sly smile, then trotted towards Lanqi's card-making workshop with happy steps.
Despite this, Boss Cat was still shocked for several seconds by the spirituality of the great poet.
It still doesn't quite believe that the Great Love Poet is a summon.
"You...you wouldn't always do something that would let Tata down with your summons, would you, meow!"
The cat boss suddenly became alert and asked Lanqi who was about to close the door.
It can be seen that this summoned creature with gray hair and red skirt is actually a succubus! And her voice is also enchanting, coupled with Tata's beauty, I'm afraid few men can resist her temptation!
"What are you thinking about..."
Lanqi looked at the cat boss in confusion.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
If you were influenced by the poet of great love, you would have become her slave long ago, and your mind would be manipulated by her words and magic sounds.
She is a dangerous magic card that naturally possesses the attribute of devouring the master. If you want to use her power, the prerequisite is to have a heart that will not be shaken by her.
When the great poet walked into the card-making workshop, Lanqi also closed the door.
But he always felt that Boss Cat was suspicious of him, so he simply left the door ajar and let Boss Cat watch.
In the living room, the cat owner felt that Lanqi was becoming more and more abnormal, and he needed to observe him closely! However, he was a little afraid to step into Lanqi's card-making workshop, because this guy's card-making was too annoying.
So he just dared to run to the door of the card-making workshop and watch quietly with his head lowered.
It wants to see what these two are doing.
…
There is a sofa-like bench in front of the workbench in the center of the card-making workshop.
And the great poet of love also sat next to Lanqi.
They were concentrating on what was before them, like two pianists preparing for a four-hand duet.
The desk was filled with an orderly complexity. Every page of paper was carefully classified and spread out. Perhaps it had been frequently flipped through and analyzed, leaving faint marks and wrinkles. It was obvious that Lanqi had spent a lot of time preparing.
"My dear poet, let me make you a demon skin first. If I could disguise you as another demon, what type would you like?"
Lanqi asked the great poet.
Today he planned to make two skins for the Great Love Poet, just in case of emergency.
Based on [Transmutation: Demon] and [Transmutation: Human], there are currently two races to choose from for the skins that can be made for the Great Love Poet.
Lanqi decided to start with the simple ones.
Although his appearance could not be changed, if possible, he hoped to make a bigger change to the image of the Great Love Poet, so that at least he would not be easily recognized by his race, hair color, clothing and other characteristics when he went to the Northern Continent.
"Uh... Dragon Demon."
The great poet put his index finger to his lips, thought for a moment, and answered.
"Why a dragon demon?"
Lanqi was a little surprised. It could be said that the race of the Great Poet's original skin was completely opposite. He felt that the Great Poet was not the kind of person who liked to pursue power.
As far as Lanqi knew, Talia herself was not a succubus, but the purest species of demon. However, for some reason, the demon created with [Poem of Compassion] was transformed into a succubus.
"Don't you think it's handsome?"
The great poet asked with a grin.
"I see. Then, are there any requirements for hair and eye color?"
Lanqi nodded, he probably understood.
"For demon skin, the eye color doesn't matter...but the hair color should be red."
Said the poet of great love.
"red?"
Lanci confirms to her.
"Yes, red hair looks best."
The poet of great love responded by finding ink on the table and demonstrating to Lanqi which specific shade of red she wanted.
Lanqi and the poet of great love discussed the plan in this way. Lanqi was drawing the sketch while the poet of great love was making suggestions for revisions like the party A.
(End of this chapter)