“Elemental Perception…”

“Train construction…”

"Model condensation..."

Buzz —

Sand and dust condense.

The dance of the wind is activated.

A replica simulation energy line is simulated stably.

success!

"oh?"

Uncle Wang's eyes lit up.

Success?!

Although he would have done it himself, the first few dozen were also very stable, with Han Feng’s internship level, it was already quite good to be able to complete one!

"This kid..."

“There is potential.”

Uncle Wang exclaimed.

"yes."

Zhang Yang is a little proud.

Han Feng was brought in by him!

Hey.

The other staff also looked over curiously and were able to complete an energy line stably, which shows that Han Feng has reached the threshold of a sand table master.

perhaps.

The Anping District Urban Construction Bureau can have another sand table engineer!

only.

This appreciation quickly turned into shock.

soon.

The second energy line, finished!

The third energy line, finished!

The fifth root...

The tenth...

The 20th...

brush!

Everyone had already stood up together.

Hell!

Already ten?!

this……

You should know that as a standard sand table creator, Wang Jiancai has a success rate of only 96%. If he accidentally fails, he will fail. And Han Feng is still...

100%!

There was no mistake!!!

"This kid..."

Everyone was amazed.

"Shut up, look good!"

Uncle Wang stared at Han Feng's hands.

Buzz —

Buzz —

Waving hands.

Even though the upper and lower layers of the sand table are covered with interference from other types of elemental facilities, the energy output from Han Feng's hand is still as stable as a rock!

Constant.

Constant speed.

There was no slight fluctuation!

The flying fingers seemed to tremble slightly at a certain frequency, and the sand and dust power changed slightly at high speed, which was very magical and subtle...

This level!

This method!

"This kid..."

Uncle Wang was completely shocked.

Is this the level of a top student who has never held a girl's hand in college?! Where did this child learn such techniques and techniques?!

...

now.

The laying of the energy line continues.

Thirty!

Fifty!

Eighty!

One hundred!

...

brush!

Everyone's eyes widened and looked at this scene in disbelief. The problem that Uncle Wang, the creator of the sand table, which was not solved by Han Feng...

perhaps.

They witnessed the birth of a genius!!!

now.

Everyone stopped working, and the entire office was filled with needles. Everyone stared at Han Feng's hands and the flying sand.

One hundred and one!

One hundred and two!

...

One hundred and ten!

One hundred and twenty!

...

One hundred and twenty-seven!

One hundred and twenty-eight!

Buzz —

Light and shadow flash.

The 128 energy lines output through the Wind Dance, the simulated and replicated elemental floor heating flashed through this moment a faint energy brilliance!

Elemental floor heating!

Replica success!

"It's done!"

Everyone was shocked.

this……

This is elemental floor heating!

Or elemental floor heating under other energy interference!

“100% success rate…”
To be continued...