Chapter 155 and 156 are ready!

  Muxi's calmness on one side also made many people start to wildly speculate.

  "What is Mu Xi'er doing now? Why isn't there any news about her?"

  "Is it because there's no Master Miao's help, so you've given up on yourself?"

  At that time, among the fans of Tai Wu City, such a voice began to spread continuously, and the voice was filled with doubts.

  This is not surprising, because in Tai Wu City, there are no shadow effect masters who can rival Miao Dongsheng, let alone defeat him.

  Under the premise that Mu Xi'er and Yu Xin each have their own strengths, the special effects master has become the key.

  For the public opinion of Tai Wu City, Xiao Hong did not have a single bit of concern, and he himself didn't even know that in his view, doing his job solidly was the most important thing, everything else was just fame.

  Because he had gone around the Kaga Sports Hall before, Xiao Hong returned to the branch school and missed the first two classes.

  After finishing the third class, Xiao Hong went to Cui Yuanbo's office as usual to ask questions. It had basically become a set pattern that was unaffected by wind or rain.

  It wasn't until two o'clock in the afternoon that Xiao Hong bid farewell to Cui Yuanbo. It can be said that after so many days of consultation and study, as well as with the help of Cui Yuanbo's notes, Xiao Hong had made essential progress in his knowledge of pharmacy.

  The vast knowledge he had mastered before has gradually formed a system, and the problems he didn't understand before have now been thoroughly understood. Without a doubt, although there is no master-apprentice relationship in name, Xiao Hong himself has already regarded Cui Yuanbo as his mentor.

  Now, Xiao Hong really felt a little lucky that he had come to the branch school instead of that damned Xijin Magic Academy!

  After casually eating something in the cafeteria, when Xiao Hong was walking back to his dormitory, his gaze suddenly froze, and he slightly raised his head. He saw Miao Chen coming towards him with two senior students from Xijin Academy.

  Miao Chen still had a cold and arrogant expression, while the two senior students behind him had a flattering look on their faces, as if they were discussing something with each other.

  "Miao Xuechang, are you really sure that the student from that branch school is in this building?"

  As Xiao Hong walked in, he could faintly hear some of their conversation.

  To this senior's question, Miao Chen did not respond, his expression stern, walking forward slowly.

  "Oh, right! Recently, your respected father, Miao Dashi, has been quite famous in Tai Wu City." said a senior student.

  "It's only natural that I'm superior, but that Mu Xi is too ignorant and arrogant. With a little fame, she thinks she's above others. She needs to know what it means to offend the Miao family - crushing her is as easy as stepping on an ant." Miao Chen's expression remained unchanged, his tone filled with a sense of superiority.

  While speaking, Miao Chen intentionally or unintentionally took a glance at Xiao Hong who brushed past him, but Xiao Hong's appearance didn't catch his eye, and he casually withdrew his gaze.

  "That's natural, especially for Miao Xuechang. With a bit more effort, he'll be a fifth-grade cultivator. In the Taiwu City, this is a rare sight in a hundred years, and it can be said that he is the number one genius in Taiwu City..."

  As Xiao Hong continued to pull away from Miao Chen, the sound of their conversation also faded into the distance. Although those high-ranking seniors' words had a flattering tone, there was one thing that couldn't be denied - Miao Chen's strength was absolutely not to be underestimated, and he was recognized as the number one prodigy in Taowu City.

  He slightly turned his head, sizing up Miao Chen who was leaving, Xiao Hong's expression didn't change much, still calm and peaceful, but a hint of sharpness flashed in his eyes.

  It can be said that now Miao Chen still has Chai Shuang, which absolutely makes Xiao Hong feel very uncomfortable.

  Returning to the dormitory, after confirming that there was nothing unusual through the pre-warning magic circle, Xiao Hong opened his laptop again and began designing the shadow effect magic tattoo. As for Miao Chen and Miao Dongsheng, Xiao Hong didn't pay much attention to them.

  For the special effects of Mo Xun, Xiao Hong had already had a general idea, that is, to divide it into four major scenes: vitality, battlefield, void and hope.

  In each scene, Xiao Hong would specifically use one of the four songs by Mu Xi'er, totaling sixteen songs, interspersed with some other costume changes, lasting about two hours.

  As for the scenes, they have already begun to emerge in Xiao Hong's mind. After determining the overall idea, Xiao Hong began to design the main control core shadow effect magic pattern, which will be the core brain of other shadow effect sub-magic patterns.

  To ensure absolute effectiveness, Xiao Hong planned to use the technique of "pattern within a pattern" for this core shadow effect. Of course, with just a little care and disguise, Xiao Hong was not worried about being exposed, because Miao Dongsheng had a complete set of methods to prevent his own magic pattern from leaking out.

  After an hour, Xiao Hong finished the core visual effects of the magic needle and kept the design drawings safe.

  Then he drove back home, took a bowl of bitter laxative medicine, and continued to cultivate with the Blood Refining Liquid. This time, Xiao Hong's goal was to increase his driving force to over 2,100 shares.

  Although taking Run Zang or using Xue Lian Rong Ye powder was extremely painful for Xiao Hong, he never hesitated.

  Xiao Hong is now like walking on a road constantly chased by beasts, only constant sprinting can see hope.

  Before he knew it, a day had passed and early in the morning, Xiao Hong drove his sports car quickly to the Kaga Sports Stadium.

  As he walked into the Kaga Sports Stadium, Xiao Hong's expression changed slightly. Compared to yesterday, the place was now in a state of disarray. The neat rows of seats were all destroyed, the metal railings were twisted and deformed, most of the glass was shattered, and the smooth metal floor was pockmarked with holes and covered in debris.

  It looks like a disaster scene.

  As soon as Xiao Hong walked in, more than 100 workers stood up one after another, looking nervous and fearful. They were here to decorate, but unexpectedly became the ultimate destroyers. However, they did not dare disobey Xiao Hong's orders.

  At the same time, producers such as Shang Mo and An Rong, even assistants, carefully ran to Xiao Hong's side. The stadium became like this, which made them a little nervous.

  "Xiao Lao Da, look... here..." Shang Mo began to murmur and grumble. If it were an ordinary person, they would have started complaining loudly a long time ago, but facing Xiao Hong, he didn't dare to.

  "What's wrong? It looks fine to me." Xiao Hong glanced around slightly and replied softly.

  "Alright? Uh, alright, alright..." In response to Xiao Hong's words, Shang Mo no longer dared to question him and could only force himself to continue along with Xiao Hong's words, his heart already filled with a sense of despair, guessing that Mu Xi would soon be ruined by Xiao Hong.

  Xiao Hong ignored Shang Mo and the others, walked directly to the foreman, handed him a design drawing, and instructed: "Don't move anything on the entire site easily. Just replace all the seat boards with new ones, choose dark gray color. Also, according to this design drawing, engrave shadow-effect magic lines at the designated positions in the stadium."

  Seeing Xiao Hong and having no complaints, the workshop director's heart finally relaxed a little. However, when he took over Xiao Hong's design drawings and took a look, his expression suddenly changed greatly, and he couldn't help but take a cold breath. The design drawing showed more than 1,000 black dots marked with dense and intricate shadow effect magic patterns.

  These black dots are all recesses of Shadow Effect Mold on the drawing.

  This foreman is an old hand at stage decoration and construction, but he has never seen so many special effects used in a concert before. In the past, even Miao Dongsheng, who was considered a master-level figure, only used more than 100.

  "Remember, this blueprint, before the concert ends, if there is a leak, no one here can escape, I hope you don't doubt my means." Xiao Hong patted the worker's shoulder and said calmly.

  But when this remark reached the foreman's ears, it had a chilling effect.

  "You... you can rest assured, it won't happen, we will absolutely keep our mouths shut." The foreman said with a quivering tone.

  "That's best." Xiao Hong said in a low voice, then turned his gaze to An Rong: "How is the preparation of materials?"

  "Everything is ready, nothing is missing, and now it's all stored in the warehouse at the stadium." An Rong replied honestly.

  Following An Rong to the warehouse in the stadium, what Xiao Hong saw first was a large number of materials piled up like mountains and the textile equipment that Xiao Hong required to purchase.

  Unconsciously, a flash of light suddenly flashed in Xiao Hong's eyes. For others, this was an arduous task, but for Xiao Hong, having so many materials to practice with was absolutely the dream come true for all novice weavers who had just entered the profession.

  This suddenly produced a kind of excitement in Xiao Hong's heart.

  "Boss, with so many materials, are you planning to use them all to make magic patterns? Can one person finish it alone? Do you want to find some help?" Shang Mo said quietly as he came to Xiao Hong's side.

  "Helpers? Forget it, just find me two meticulous assistants will do. And you people, move all the materials to the weaving room." Xiao Hong instructed, then gestured to Shang Mo, leading him to take a look at the weaving room.

  The distance between the warehouses is not far, no more than ten steps, which is also intentionally distributed to facilitate material transportation and the preservation of shadow magic tattoos.

  As one of the assistants opened the heavy protective door in the control room, Xiao Hong's expression changed suddenly!

  The luxurious degree of this pattern completely exceeded Xiao Hong's imagination. A workbench worth hundreds of gold, like a beautiful crystal, was inlaid with various special magic thread lamps around it, making it convenient for the thread masters to adjust the brightness at any time and place. Various auxiliary instruments were also available, and the layout was quite thoughtful. The area was equivalent to seven or eight times that of Xiao Hong's pattern room.

  Chapter 156: Preparations! (Part 2)

  "My goodness." Xiao Hong couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, out of love for the embroidery. At this moment, he felt as if he was in heaven.

  It can also be seen from another aspect that the Cologne Group or Meiya Company attaches great importance to Miao Dongsheng, but unfortunately Miao Dongsheng didn't take it seriously and left directly.

  Of course, the reason why Kolon Group is so good to Miao Dongsheng is also because of the scarcity of its own designers. Excellent ones who can present a decent appearance are almost non-existent.

  "All this was made according to Miao Dongsheng's intentions, costing over 4,000 gold coins. I just don't know if the boss has any other requirements for changes?" Shang Mo asked cautiously.

  "It's all good, no need to change anything, I'm not that picky." Xiao Hong responded indifferently and sat down at the massive worktable, even the crystal chair behind him was exquisitely crafted, able to adjust its posture according to needs, allowing the user to stay comfortable at all times.

  As for the three producers and nearly twenty employees, they stood neatly in front of Xiao Hong, as if waiting for his orders at all times.

  "Is there anyone here who has experience as a tattoo assistant?" Xiao Hong asked after scanning the people in front of him.

  At this time, two women who looked petite and delicate slightly raised their hands and said cautiously: "The two of us...used to be assistants to Miao Dongsheng for a period of time."

  "Alright, just the two of you then." Xiao Hong also didn't pretend to be polite, chose the candidates, and gestured to others to bring in all the materials and purchased equipment.

  Just as everyone was about to leave the gym, ready to follow Xiao Hong's method, Mu Xi'er appeared wearing casual clothes, slowly walking into the stadium from the passageway, holding a sleepy Ballball in her arms.

  Watching the usually arrogant Shang Mo and others, Lao Lao Shi Zhen was moving materials in the workshop, just like an ordinary worker. Mu Xi's expression changed slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

  "Huh? Uncle Shang, what's this...?" Seeing An Rong's stout body carrying a bundle of fragrant lemongrass, Mu Xi'er was somewhat curious. After all, An Rong used to be the kind of person who wouldn't even lift a finger to help if a soy sauce bottle fell over.

  "No choice, it's Old Master Xiao's orders." An Rong said with a helpless expression, carrying the fragrant grass.

  "Is that Xiao Lao Da?" Muxi'er was stunned for a moment, thinking carefully, it should be Xiao Hong, but didn't they look down on Xiao Hong before? What's going on today?

  "What about Xiangyingcao?" Just then, Xiao Hong's low voice came from amidst the crowd.

  Hearing this, An Rong didn't dare to be slow and hastily said: "Boss, I'm coming right away."

  Having said that, An Rong then twisted his stout body and ran towards Zhi Yan.

  Although Mu Xi still had doubts about how Xiao Hong subdued these people, everyone was able to get along harmoniously, and nothing made her happier than this.

  She cautiously approached the door and saw that Xiao Hong had already begun to organize his materials, giving instructions to two assistants without noticing her standing at the door. Looking at Xiao Hong's calm demeanor and focused expression, this was the first time Mu Xi had observed him so carefully. In Mu Xi's eyes, Xiao Hong didn't have a strong physique or handsome appearance, but he had an inexplicable charm that existed in her eyes.

  However, seeing Xiao Hong busy, Mu Xi'er didn't go forward to disturb him and just quietly watched from a distance. As for Qiuqiu, she had already fallen asleep.

  Xiao Hong, who had been focusing on weaving, hadn't noticed Mu Xi'er in the distance. After assigning tasks to her two assistants, Xiao Hong began placing dozens of polished white jade stones on her workbench.

  Then turn around and make the tattoo ink. Now making tattoo ink is not like Xiao Hong's at home, using test tubes, but instead uses a one-liter glass jar.

  Such a scene, for the production of magic potions, is absolutely exaggerated. Some people even worry that Xiao Hong can produce so many magic potions and use them up in a short period of time.

  Ordinary magical potions have an effective period of only about four hours, and if it's a precious battle potion, the effective period can barely last two hours, otherwise it will spoil.

  Moreover, they can clearly see that Xiao Hong's Demon Pattern Liquid is not just one type, but over a dozen types, with varying quantities stored.

  So much magical fluid, it's absolutely the amount of dozens of magical tattoos. Can it be completed in just four hours?

  This guy shouldn't be ignorant of the steps to make magic patterns, right? But looking at his previous methods, it doesn't seem like that either.

  This is a question in many people's minds, but as always, no one dares to ask.

  Xiao Hong sat at his workstation, casting a glance over the moire liquid and the loadstone in front of him. A hint of excitement flashed across his face, and he suddenly felt a sense of fulfillment. To others, this was undoubtedly exhausting work, but to Xiao Hong, it was an extremely rare opportunity for practice.

  After simply sharpening the commonly used oblique knife and needle knife, Xiao Hong slightly adjusted his mentality, and the imagined picture in his mind reappeared, then he picked up a piece of stone with dragon flying and phoenix dancing on it and started carving!

  The action was extremely smooth, taking only three minutes to form a complete pattern on the stone, followed by the injection of magic pattern liquid and activation. The entire process took only six minutes.

  Picked up a marker pen, wrote down the number on it, and with a push of his hand, he handed over the completed magic pattern to an assistant.

  Those who originally had some doubts about Xiao Hong can naturally see the whole set of actions of Xiao Hong's magic tattoo, a shadow effect every six minutes, which is unimaginable to them.

  "So quickly, in terms of quality, it's probably hard to guarantee." An Rong muttered in a very small voice.

  But just as he had barely spoken, his assistant had already activated the magic pattern in his hand, and in an instant, a giant tree was generated in his hand, reaching all the way to the roof, its shape perfectly lifelike.

  "My goodness."

  People who saw this scene all exclaimed in unison, six minutes, a high-quality magic pattern was made, and for a while, everyone was stunned.

  But this was only the beginning of their surprise. As Xiao Hong warmed up and became more familiar with the speed in his hands, it clearly accelerated again.

  The feeling given to people is that Xiao Hong's carved patterns are as if they were cut with one knife, without any obstruction.

  Production speed is also in crazy refresh, the original six-minute record, after refining a dozen or so magic patterns, has become less than five minutes.

  At this time, Xiao Hong didn't care about other people's surprised expressions at all. In his mind, beautiful and exciting scenes kept flashing by, and all he needed to do was to perfectly bring these scenes to life with his hands.

  It's ironic that in the end, the speed at which the assistant checked for moles was no longer faster than Xiao Hong's, leaving the assistant both surprised and embarrassed.

  "Isn't that right, are you sure that guy is a normal person?" Shang Mo stood at the door, swallowing hard, muttering to himself. From start to finish, Xiao Hong's expression didn't change in the slightest, calm and peaceful, as if he were a machine that had been programmed beforehand.

  "How long has it been?" An Rong asked softly.

  "One hour and ten minutes." one of the female assistants replied.

  "What a freak!" An Rong couldn't help but exclaim, he had been counting just now, Xiao Hong had made fourteen magic patterns in one hour and ten minutes. This speed was not ordinary at all. At this rate, the magic pattern liquid in front of him would be used up in less than four hours.

  Even Mu Xi'er beside him was a bit stunned. The exquisite craftsmanship of the knife was clearly not commensurate with Xiao Hong's age.

  Watching others make moles is actually a pretty boring thing, but they have to say that Xiao Hong, this freak, really should be an exception. That speed is absolutely astonishing.

  Look at Xiao Hong's assistant beside him, who was responsible for detecting the demonic seals. He was already overwhelmed and had been sweating profusely for an hour. His internal energy was rapidly depleting, and a thin layer of cold sweat had formed on his forehead.

  Looking at Xiao Hong, he still had a calm expression, his face didn't have any fluctuations. It can be said that at this moment, Xiao Hong had completely entered the state of selflessness, in his mind, there was only the magic pattern and the painting.

  It wasn't until three and a half hours had passed, when all the tattoo ink was used up, that Xiao Hong's tattoo machine finally slowed down. He wrote "50" on the finished tattoo with a marker and handed it to his assistant beside him. The assistant was already busy dealing with four tattoos in front of him.

  "What's going on?" Seeing his assistant somewhat flustered, Xiao Hong slightly stood up and asked softly.

  "My..." The female assistant's mouth moved slightly, and for a moment she didn't know what to say, feeling a bit flustered in her heart.

  "Don't rush, take your time and then rest for an hour, we'll continue in the afternoon." Xiao Hong said softly.

  "Ah?" The assistant, upon hearing this, couldn't help but let out such a sound, her expression suddenly becoming exaggerated. Her endurance was originally not high to begin with, and after three hours, it had already been depleted by about 70-80%. Moreover, what shocked her even more was that Xiao Hong, this guy, where did he get so much endurance from?!

  Others who heard this were immediately stunned and looked at each other in dismay.

  "What's wrong? Having trouble?" Xiao Hong didn't pay attention to others, wiped the sweat from his head and asked softly.

  "My... physical strength, has already... run out." The female assistant stammered.

  "Then you can switch jobs with another assistant, continue in the afternoon, and rest now." Xiao Hong threw out this sentence and walked towards the door, indicating that he was ready for lunch.