With a low muffled sound, the flame went out, and the liquid in the crucible rose up, sketching a complicated outline in the air, and finally collapsed inward layer by layer.

As Huai Shi gazed in astonishment, it gradually condensed into substance and slowly fell from the air.

That's a feather.

Metal feathers.

Like a feather made of sterling silver, every branch is slender and perfect, and no flaws can be seen. The light flows on the mirror-like film, as if it is reflecting the entire world, and various weird scenes are constantly flashing.

And passed.

The feather fell into Huai Shi's hand.

"This is my current body, a special type of stigmata without pedigree - branch of events."

The crow's voice sounded from my ears, full of exhaustion: "With that notebook and the branch of events in hand, you are qualified to serve as a reserve clerk even before the turmoil."

Huai Shi stared in astonishment at the thick notes in his hands that were scrolling endlessly without wind. He felt dizzy. There were obviously countless flowing handwritings, but he seemed to be looking at another himself in the mirror.

Another self that exists only in written records.

"What on earth...is this?"

"Well, if you want to say it... it's probably the last remnant of the Kingdom of Heaven on earth." The crow sighed softly, "You can call it the Book of Destiny."

At that moment, countless flowing handwriting suddenly gathered together, and as the crow on the title page disappeared, new lines of handwriting appeared.

Huaishi (stress period)

Title: None

Stigma: None

Miracle engraving: none

Skills held: General knowledge LV3, Art·Performance·Cello LV6, Premonition of death LV0.

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"Look, now you are the master recognized by him." Crow said tiredly: "You will figure out the specific method of use later. I want to sleep for a while..."

"Wait a minute, what the hell is 'death premonition'? Why is it so vague?"

Huaishi pressed her face against the title page and saw clearly the line of handwriting that was so faint that it was almost unclear.

"It's just a premonition of death. No matter what it is, if you experience dozens of deaths in a row, you will have some experience, right? Blurred and dim means that you have already started, but it is not yet to the level that can be called a skill. It's just that I don't have it.

To think that there would be a LV6 cello player, maybe you really are a genius..."

The voice gradually became erratic, and in the end, it could no longer be heard.

It might actually fall asleep.

Only the dumbfounded Huai Shi grabbed the pen and notebook, not knowing what they were for.

Holding the quill called 'Shixiang Branch', the corresponding operations and applications naturally emerged in my mind. In addition to operating some text-type utensils, the biggest function is to write in the air, freely.

Change colors freely...

"That's good, at least I can save printing fees by posting random small advertisements in the future..."

Huai Shi looked at the pen with a wry smile, and finally looked at the book in his hand. After carefully flipping through it, he found that there seemed to be no change in it. Only in the extra files at the end, there was a faint light in a few files.

.

Huai Shi hesitated for a long time, then raised his pen and pointed at them.

For a moment, the page of the book shone brightly.
Chapter completed!