After getting the "opportunity card", Feng Xue never encountered any decent things again. He casually collected some cards with elements and planned to go back and try binding to see if he could get this skill book.

He didn't worry about the elements of the skill book. After all, the assassin suit that he had traveled through time, except for clothes, right-handed sword and a leather bag, the rest were still left in his hands. Each of these clothes had the elements of [assassin]. As long as it was paired with some entries that looked a bit related to the technology, it would not be difficult to get a skill book. The only problem is whether the illusion created in this way had the power to learn it immediately.

Seeing that there was nothing to plunder around, Feng Xue passed over the bodies that were about to be dismantled by the garbage dump, and walked towards the exit with a bag of cards.

...

Feng Xue came out a little late this time, and the exits of the garbage dump were already crowded. Feng Xue protected her backpack and queued for more than half an hour before finally coming to an appraisal window. She poured out all the things in the bag without thinking.

The appraiser glanced at the items on the table, glanced at Feng Xue with a look of a fool, and then said expressionlessly:

"The estimated price is 2,600 towers, and I'll give him six bricks. The more I'll count as mine (the gemstone is purchased at a premium, so I can get 20% of it)."

"Why is that so?" Feng Xue was secretly happy in her heart, but on the surface she asked with disbelief, "It's okay if the card is not valuable, I still have a diamond and an engine! This is a D-wheel engine!"

"I know it's a gem, and that 2,500 towers are gems. This engine... tsk, do you like to sell it or not!" The appraiser rolled his eyes, and the guy next to him was a kind-hearted and explained:

"Your engine has no external interface and cannot be replenished external energy. We can still drive other engines with [Recognition], but to put it bluntly, it is not worth selling scrap iron. Then the 100 towers are still the price of these 100 pieces of paper. After all, you can still write some words..."

"I don't believe it!" Feng Xue grinned: "I won't sell it anymore, can I take it away, right? Well, I don't want the gem."

"Yes, of course!" The appraiser left a sentence without any worries. He had seen such people for too many times and was too lazy to see them. The guy next to him said in a very formulaic manner: "The gemstone purchase is a premium, five hundred towers, the remaining cards and one engine are worth 100 towers, and you need to pay 150 towers to buy. Is it okay to find you 350 towers, right?"

After saying that, the young man took three bricks and a fifty-tower coin on the table without waiting for Feng Xue to reply, and signaled Feng Xue to take it away together.

"It's obvious that I've made a profit, why is it so uncomfortable in my heart?" Feng Xue grinned, carried her backpack again and left the garbage dump. The harvest this time was not many, but they were all high-quality products. He couldn't wait to turn them into illusions!

However, even though he was anxious, Feng Xue, who left the garbage dump, did not go home directly. Instead, he went to the commercial area to buy some gadgets such as needles and thread. After all, he did not have a stapler in his hand, and he still needed some tools to bind a stack of cards into something that could be regarded as a "book".

...

"It's done!" Two hours later, Feng Xue looked at the "bookbook" sized by her palms and finally breathed a sigh of relief. There was a certain difference between the jam paper and the book paper itself. It was much more troublesome to bind them into books than Feng Xue imagined. Even if you use the practice of punching holes and then binding them in a thread-bound book, it would be a troublesome to make the things you made be classified as books.

After making several copies, Feng Xue finally made a thing that looked like that. Although this thing was still only a bunch of garbled codes in his golden finger's vision, at least, at this time, the thing had been judged as a whole by golden finger.

And the whole means that it can be melted.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Xue entered the recast page. Unlike when he had just traveled, many elements have been stored in his golden fingers.

However, considering that what I want to make is a secret book of illusion, the first thing I need to consider is not a success at once, but to minimize junk entries as much as possible.

According to previous experience, recasting will inevitably put the selected entries into the item, but correspondingly, depending on the amount of [recognition] invested, it will also make the item have a few more entries, or the original entries will be changed.

So Feng Xue’s approach is to make small quantities many times.

"I have the [Assassin] tag, and the [Assassin] entry should be the most suitable... Since it is a secret, this [Study] obtained from the blackboard should be usable, and then we need to consider the type. I want a type that can be used for actual combat... There should be no mistake when I put the [Fight] tag, well, add a [Sensitivity] to expand the advantage..."

Feng Xue did not think that he could succeed in one go, so most of the factors he chose were those with relatively high reserves. As time went by, there were more systematic entries in the original bunch of garbled booklets.

The moment Feng Xue penetrated the fourth element into it, the strange phenomenon eventually happened.

In this booklet bound by cards, the disorderly garbled codes begin to distort, deform, and then conflict with each other. Although Feng Xue only entered a little [knowledge] this time, a few entries appeared in succession.

Feng Xue looked at the ever-changing entries, and her heart almost reached her throat, but she saw that one of the entries seemed to be [Pictures], and the other at the moment of forming, the whole book also changed, from a shoddy card to a very classical line-bound book, and the last entries seemed to be...

【incomplete】?

"Fuck! Don't make any trouble for me!"

Feng Xue looked at the big incomplete word and almost didn't dare to open her eyes. However, this book had become a illusion after all, and it was useless no matter what. He took a deep breath, calmed down his mood, and then turned his attention to this thin thread-bound book-

Name: Phantom Things·Bu Tiange Secret Book

Elements: [Assassin], [Learning], [Fighting], [Agility], [Picture], [Mysterious], [Secret Book], [Incomplete]

Introduction: There are pictures in the sentence, and the words are visible, either rich or correct, without any loss. This is to portray the stars of the heavens in words and engrave the spiritual platform, so as to clear the mind and clear the heart, and the shape is invisible, like a wonderful technique that strolls above the nine heavens. (Book information: ○××××)

Note: Reading? Write one by yourself...

...

Feng Xue looked at this book and felt bad. What is this?

Good news: The secret is out.

Bad news: The rest!

Chapter completed!