Chapter 15 Competition
Author: seedless melon
Since it's a competition.
You need to pay attention to your opponent's progress.
Truman has never seen Anton translating spiritual texts. This guy has always appeared in the workshop of the potion workshop as a supervisor.
This can be seen from Anton's clumsy movements when using the brush and mercury.
But Anton translated quickly.
A clock is placed between the two tables.
They started translating at 9 a.m., and by 12 o'clock, Anton had completed 3 words, and the progress was amazing.
Estimated in terms of ‘share’, Anton most likely has the total ‘share’ to translate 8 to 10 single-character spiritual texts.
Is this the number of ‘shares’ possessed by the ‘Scholar’ sequence extraordinary second level?
It doesn’t seem like too much…
But Anton has not yet used the ‘skills’ that are unique to extraordinary people.
According to the workshop owner, the techniques of the 'Scholar' sequence are very suitable for translating spiritual texts.
Looking at the progress of his opponent's work, Truman frowned. By 12 o'clock, Truman only got 2 spiritual texts, and Lilith got 1, which in total was equivalent to Anton.
Anton, who has not used any 'skills', is he still familiar with the power of extraordinary beings because he was promoted because of his talent?
Truman's observation was noticed by Anton, who glared at Truman.
At the same time, Anton noticed that Lilith was writing the words and filling in the mercury and tracing the spiritual text by herself, but Truman never wrote the words and filled in the shapes, but there were still translations, so the source of his copying was...
Truman is secretly tracing Anton’s words!
Anton, who was confused, confirmed this after looking at it several times.
"Despicable pariah!" Anton shouted angrily.
Truman was stunned for a moment when he was scolded, what happened?
It’s just a few words about you, doesn’t it just save some time in brushing the mercury? The mercury is not yours, the materials are all provided by little Harris, what are you anxious about?
"Is something wrong?" A calm voice sounded.
He is one of the Red Gloves. The three of them have their backs to the translators, forming a triangle and surrounding the entire space. They seem to be able to respond to any situation in a timely manner.
This professional quality made Truman believe that they were probably not just attendants, but also responsible for security.
"...It's okay." Anton seemed to calm down, "I just saw a bedbug that made me feel bad."
Truman narrowed his eyes and told himself to be calm. He traced the words on Anton's side to expand his understanding and concept of the 20-character "continuous words", and not to take advantage of others.
Of course, from a larger perspective, this is opportunism, investing in the opportunities of earth's knowledge, and taking advantage of the tricks of the extraordinary world.
…
19:00.
Truman could no longer observe that Anton had finished a few words, and the guy also started to translate out of order.
On Truman's side, he has completed 4 words, and Lilith has completed 3. At this stage, both Truman and Lilith have given up on the idea of completing this 20-character 'continuous word' today.
.
There were only 2 hours left, and they had only completed 7 words. They were far away from their goal and could only wait until tomorrow.
In this case, just relax.
4 words and 3 words are close to the upper limit of Truman and Lilith’s ‘share’.
Of course, if they squeeze hard enough, both of them will still have room to spare. In the current state, their heads are starting to feel dizzy, but not so chaotic.
Ah...Truman suddenly felt Lilith pulling him.
Apprentices in the Potions Workshop are accustomed to silence while working.
One is because translating spiritual texts requires one’s own calmness, and excessive emotions will reduce one’s ‘share’.
Second, because translating spiritual texts requires solitude, more than three people will make the spiritual texts in an 'undecipherable' state.
So Lilith didn't speak at this moment, but her actions expressed her shock. She almost pulled down the vest outside Truman's shirt.
how……?
Truman looked at Lilith in surprise, and saw Lilith looking at the opposite side in extreme shock. The bloodshot eyes in the whites of her eyes due to exhaustion from work only deepened her fear.
Lilith's expression at this moment could be used in a horror movie, the moment when the character sees a ghost appear.
Is...what?
Truman also looked over, and immediately he fell into shock and couldn't extricate himself.
What is this?!
In front of Truman and Lilith, and behind Anton opposite them, a long tentacle was erected!
The tentacles were blood red and were covered with countless white suckers that looked like babies' mouths.
This tentacle was climbing on the pottery screen, its suction cup facing the spiritual text, as if it was recognizing the glyphs on it, while Anton leaned over the table and kept writing.
"Ah!" Lilith finally remembered that she could still speak and shouted.
Truman blocked Lilith behind him with a wave of his hand. As soon as his nerves became tense, the effect of the injection on Earth appeared, and he could run away at any time.
"What's the matter?" the red-gloved attendant asked again.
"Monster!" Truman pointed at Anton and shouted.
"Stupid pariah! This is the form of an extraordinary person!" Anton looked up and sneered. Truman noticed that his eyes were blood red, and he looked even more inhuman, like a devil.
"I am gradually mastering extraordinary power. In just one day, I can complete this work!" Anton said again, his tone full of ridicule, "You still want to compete with me, how stupid you are!"
The red gloves fell silent, obviously agreeing with Anton's statement.
But Truman only had one kind of plant on earth that came to mind. Of course, this kind of plant also exists in the extraordinary world.
Is this the virtue of extraordinary people?!
…
When Truman left the Habsburg Castle, he was a little lost.
Except for him, the workshop owners, Anton and Lilith, all chose to stay in Habsburg and accept the hospitality of the young Baron Habsburg.
After all, the opportunity to enjoy the life of a top noble is rare. Truman would have stayed if it weren't for the fact that he had a time-travel secret and was worried about being exposed.
When I went back this time, I took the carriage of the Habsburg family. In addition to being more luxurious and spacious, because it had the crest of the Habsburg family, this carriage traveled smoothly in the city.
Other carriages and pedestrians will give this carriage a wide berth, and the Sheriff will take off his hat and salute the carriage.
If it were on Earth, this would be treated like a state guest.
Truman was not in the mood to feel too much. Anton's form, the form of an extraordinary person, still appeared in front of his eyes.
That tentacle that 'can be broken by a bullet', like a tentacle filled with pus and blood and full of white baby's mouth, has always been lingering in front of Truman. Is this an extraordinary person?
Truman's desire to become an extraordinary person was actually influenced by the owner of the workshop. Powerful, wealthy, beautiful, elegant and effortless, this was Truman's impression of the extraordinary people in this world.
But the existence of Anton broke this impression, and Truman began to doubt whether he was really going to become an extraordinary person.
"Anton may have become like that after drinking the second-level magic potion... After all, the owner of the workshop is an Extraordinary, and the young Baron Habs may also be an Extraordinary. None of them are 'perverted'..."
maybe.
"Skill."
Truman murmured to himself.
What if it changes form only when using ‘techniques’?
The owner of the workshop said that the 'skills' of the 'Scholar' sequence are very useful for translating spiritual texts and making magic potions. It would be beneficial to grow an octopus tentacle out of thin air. It is also useful for cooking and making beds.
But I don't want to fucking become Doctor Octopus!
Chapter completed!