The progress bar advanced a little as expected.
The notes Qin Wang gave him would not suddenly turn him into a great scholar, just like a junior high school student who couldn't solve problems after reading a book on advanced algebra analysis. Qin Wang just told him in a simple and easy-to-understand way how to draw a magic circle, what effect the combination of blood and magic circle would have, and a few key points of the experiment. Previously, in the Zhengjun Square, it was the students who could handle things on their own who were conducting the experiments. He only played a key role in controlling the direction and providing his own blood.
Now that he's gone, the progress of the regular army has slowed down, but not by much. Both sides can conduct experiments independently. The key point is that at the final completion moment, his blood is needed while he's still alive.
If he didn't combine the results of the regular army, and just used his own blood to repeat the experiment, he could succeed by himself. The previous Qin Wang might not work, but now his blood bar is very long, and there are blood bottles to replenish it, so repeated experiments may really work.
With this in mind, he filled the blood bottle and drew various magic circles with his own blood. When his palm was cut, he would switch arms, as long as it did not affect his right hand holding the sword.
Under the effect of the blood bottle, many scars are quickly healing, but some wounds are still bleeding.
Soon, his left arm looked like it had been cut through a meat grinder.
He straightened up and wanted to rest for a while, but when he looked at the time, it was already night.
During this period, no one dared to disturb him, and he has been so obsessed with rowing until now.
He looked at his incomplete arm, and then at the progress bar - it was now at 99.4%, and if nothing unexpected happened, everything would be completed by tomorrow.
He wanted to see what was going on outside and whether he could see the azure blue barrier on the other side of the Zhengjun Square from here.
Just as he was about to push the door open to see, he heard a creaking sound.
The old wooden door opened automatically.
He raised his eyes which were a little blurry due to excessive blood loss and looked over, and saw a shadow suddenly rushing towards him.
He felt someone suddenly hugged him with such force that it seemed as if they were trying to strangle him into his bones and blood.
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