The red rose of the age of elves

Chapter 225 This. . .is a work of art
No one present knew what Mo Ran was doing, except Mo Ran himself.

In fact, he is using his own production method.

Most people make the original rudimentary pixie cubes, but Moran is completely different.

What he made was an intermediate elf cube.

Everyone in the auditorium stared at the big screen closely, for fear of missing any action of the contestants.

"Ling Lao, how is he doing?"

"Miss, I don't understand." Ling Lao squinted his glasses, carefully observed Mo Ran's tricks on the screen, and finally shook his head.

"It could be his own method, I don't know."

Gu Xun'er was taken aback, "The way I made it myself..."

"It's just speculation, miss." Ling Lao nodded lightly, "I don't think this child can be made successfully with this method."

"Let's wait and see." Gu Xun'er looked at the screen, wondering what she was thinking.

Soon, three hours had passed since the competition. During this period of time, many contestants had to walk out of the tent to choose suitable elf tree fruit to make elf cubes if they failed or had defects. .

This is also impossible, and every time you walk out of the tent to take the fruit, it means that the production has failed, which will definitely deduct a lot of points in the eyes of the organizing committee.

Mo Ran breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the finished product in front of him, the crystal clear elf cube, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

This means that he is in a good mood.

This kind of middle-level elf cube has been successfully improved in his many productions, and this kind of elf cube has two different fusion colors.

One is orange, while the wrapped one is reddish.

The two colors seem to blend together, as if the elf cube is a transparent crystal.

To be honest, the standard given by the organizing committee is a bit too difficult. A kind of elf cube must have two characteristics. To a certain extent, the difficulty is comparable to that of the middle-level elf cube.

However, the difficulty of making intermediate-level elf cubes is many times higher than that of the primary level. The production process is complicated. If you don't patiently explain the explanation, the primary breeders will not understand.

Just like Mori Xing, Yueshuang and Yui who were in the same tent, they had no idea how Mo Ran made it, or what method was used to make it, but when they came back to their senses, Mo Ran had already made it .

The elf cubes of exactly the same size are neatly placed on the table. They are divided into two colors, one is orange as the core, and the outside is reddish.The other is reddish in the core, and orange in the wrapping.

The two types of elf cubes are 16 yuan each, and they are two different courses of treatment.

The recommended number of days for the Elf Cube is [-] days for a course of treatment. Obviously, what Mo Ran made is two courses of treatment.

"Are you finished?" Mori Xing asked in disbelief, even with a little excitement in her voice, this junior is so amazing
"Yeah." Mo Ran washed his hands, his slender fingers were very white, "The game is about to end, I'll wait here."

"Seniors and Yui, come on." Mo Ran nodded, indicating that there was not much time left before the end of the game.

Sen Xing, Yue Shuang, and Yu Yi nodded at the same time, and started the last step of making the elf cube, congealing.

Yui's golden eyes sparkled. Mo Ran is really amazing. What he made just now must be an intermediate elf cube, right?

Mo Ran stood there and waited.

Not long after, the whistle sounded for the end of the game, and everyone walked out of the tent at this moment.

Four hours of production time, to be honest, is still a relatively tight time for junior breeders, but the serious attitude of being able to stay in the tent for four hours to make elf cubes that are beneficial to elves is very The students of the school and the onlookers gave warm applause to the forty contestants at this time.

According to the rules of the competition, the next forty contestants returned to the lounges of each school first, and could not return to the auditorium until the results were judged by the competition organizing committee and the Breeders Association.

Mori Xing raised the corner of her mouth, glanced at Mo Ran, and then happily led the three of them to the lounge.

"We should have won this game," Ye Ling said.

Bai Chuan turned his face to the side, looking at him with some puzzlement.

Ye Ling explained: "Sen Xing is very competitive. When she smiles like that, it's usually when she knows she's about to win."

"I see." Bai Chuan nodded, waiting for the result of the game.

At this time, the veterans of the Cultivator Association who were sitting at the end of the auditorium all walked into the venue.

On the other hand, the staff of the organizing committee of the competition showed respectful smiles and welcomed them into the tents.

In fact, in this kind of competition, the Breeders Association has the final say.

"The contestant from Sangao did a good job. Although there are flaws, but for a junior breeder, it is already considered a good job. What do you think?"

The headed old lady asked sideways.

The veterans of the Cultivator Association stepped forward to watch, and they all nodded. As the president said, although the production is slightly flawed, this elementary elf cube still has two functions, attack and sensitivity. Knot.

They all scored the four of the third high on their own scoreboards, then walked out of the tent and came to the tent of the second high.

The leading elder frowned. Obviously, this was the tent of the boy who wasted the berries. It is possible that the unused berries were still piled here. Thinking of this, she was furious and pulled Open the curtain.

"This...this is..."

The scoring officials, including the competition organizing committee, were slightly taken aback. Obviously, they saw the crystal clear elf cubes placed on the table.

"...Who did this?" The old lady coughed and looked at the members of the competition organizing committee, her voice trembling with excitement, "Quickly say it!"

The organizing committee of the competition did not dare to offend such an old senior, looked through the roster and immediately replied: "His name is Mo Ran...he is the contestant who took a lot of tree fruits."

At this time, the president of the Cultivator Association didn't care about waste, she slowly walked forward and observed the elf cube emitting a soft halo.

"Old Deng, what do you think of this level?"

The old man named Deng stepped forward, carefully observed the elf cube, then shook his head, "I can't see how he did it at all."

"I can't see his production method either. Could it be that he was secretly instructed by a breeder who was not registered in the Breeder Association?" The old lady also shook her head.

"This is a work of art."

(End of this chapter)