Chapter 63 Harold: Professional Match

After talking with Dolly, Harold bought some crayons from Dolly. There were no digital tablets on the continent of Teyvat, so he could only draw characters on paper.

Knowing the purpose of these things, Dolly generously gave them to Harold.

Harold bought the meat grinder and coffee machine he had been longing for, and then asked about the progress of the small sugar-making equipment he had ordered.

Upon learning that the equipment was on its way to Xumi, Harold bought some mice from Dolly, intending to raise them to use as feed for the Prank Flower.

Then he rushed back to the Chemical City Research Institute, set up his meat grinder and coffee machine, built a mouse farm according to the blueprint he had drawn long ago, put in water and feed, and put the mice in. He couldn't wait to build another house.

This room was quite special. Haroldt made the inner walls porous and uneven, imitating the walls of a movie theater, and set up several natives inside with rock elements. Then he plugged his ears and walked into this simple shooting training room.

"If the beasts of burden and the liar flowers weren't nearby, I would have fired two shots into the air. I've been wanting to do that for a long time..." Harold whispered to himself.

Then he reached for the revolver in his pocket and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

Hold the gun in your right hand, push the gun body latch with your thumb, and the cylinder will fall.

He actually wanted to spin the wheels, which was a very cool move, but it would wear out the gun. Thinking about the one million Mora he spent on the gun, Haroldt gave up the idea of ​​showing off.

I don't know if the scene in the movies, where you grab a handful of bullets and let them fall naturally, and then all the bullets fall steadily into the magazine, can be accomplished through training.

Harold muttered to himself as he carefully put the bullets in with his hands. He bought sixty bullets, but the first time, he only put in two.

He bought a double-action revolver, which allows him to pull the trigger directly, but the trigger is very heavy, which affects his shooting accuracy.

Harold pulled the trigger. With the Eye of God, his physical fitness was enhanced, and he was not embarrassed to even pull the trigger. But even though he was mentally prepared, the recoil still hurt his palm, and the bullet flew to an unknown place because of his subconscious upward movement of his arm.

Sure enough, if you want to achieve the goal of [shooting the doctor in the head immediately after seeing him slice his skin], you still need to train harder.

Haroldt moved his wrists and thought he should buy a pair of gloves so that he could fire continuously faster.

There is no shooting training ground in Xumi, so he can only rely on this method to familiarize himself with the use of firearms. As for the idea of ​​attaching elemental forces to bullets, he will think about it until he can hit the target.

Harold practiced for a while and satisfied his gun addiction, but the intervals between his shots were very long, so he walked out of the training ground an hour later and had only fired one-third of the bullets.

Afraid that the gun would explode, he did not use the element of rock to make bullets directly. The hardest material he could think of was diamond, which could be made using the element of rock. However, diamond could not be used as a bullet because it was very brittle. If he made a diamond bullet, the bullet would explode the moment the gun was fired.

To be on the safe side, he'd better use the elemental power of rock to imitate the properties of bullets to make bullets. It is impossible to turn rock into copper, but perhaps he can change the molecular structure to make the properties of rock closer to copper?

Does this count as creating a new element?

If it is true, then studying chemistry in this world would be a tough job, because you never know when those owners of the Eye of God will come up with some new elements for you.

Haroldt complained while gathering elemental power in his palm.

The density should be around 8g/cm3, it should be ductile, and the molecular weight should be...

Trying to decompose the fine dust into molecules and then into atoms and reassemble them, Harold found that he lost control of the dust the moment it decomposed.

Is it because their essence is no longer rock? What if they are wrapped in a little elemental power?

Harold tried again.

The golden dust carrying the elemental force fluttered in his hands, trying to gather into a bullet, but it could not take shape. The outline of the bullet just floated like a phantom.

A minute later, a drop of sweat slid down Harold's forehead, and he waved his hand, letting the dust in his hand scatter into the air.

Is it that I don't have enough control over the elemental forces? Or does the World Tree not recognize the birth of new elements?

Harold was more inclined to the former. He knew that such things could not be rushed, so he decided to put these things aside and draw a few drafts of the Slime Prince first.

One million Moras for one character. If it were on Blue Star, that would be ten thousand for one character. In his previous life, the most expensive commercial manuscript he had ever received (the price was three times that of a private manuscript) was only five thousand for one character design drawing.

I didn't expect that I would be able to return to my old job in the continent of Teyvat and reach the pinnacle of my profession.

Harold thought to himself that although he had seen rich women in his previous life who would set aside 40,000, 100,000, or 150,000 yuan for one person, there were few rich women, and the number of small painters was greater than that of the rich women. Most low-level painters would be satisfied with just four or five hundred yuan for a portrait.

Harold returned to the laboratory and spread out his notebook on the table, starting with the Water Slime Prince.

Before painting, Harold wrote down the elements he would use, including long silver hair, Fontaine noble clothing, a cane, gradient dyeing...

As for your face, you should smile and look kind, but in fact you are full of bad intentions.

You must add a mole at the corner of your eye, it represents the soul.

I suggest that Dolly should give more close-ups of his eyes when publishing cartoons in the future. The mole under his eye will definitely charm a lot of people.

Then he began to draw drafts. It would take him about two weeks to draw a character, but that was only thirty minutes to an hour a day, with a few days of rest from time to time. If he painted seriously, he could finish a very precise character in four or five days, and the remaining two or three days would be used to adjust the details and enrich the material changes.

But that is when you have a drawing tablet. If you draw by hand, the speed will definitely be slower. Apart from anything else, the fact that you can't flip, use the lasso, or Ctrl+Z (undo) makes it extremely awkward.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to Dolly with only the rough draft of the Rock Slime. It was because his tools were not up to par and he had no interest in continuing to paint.

Haroldt quickly drew the human skeleton. The three-view drawing is different from the standing drawing. There is no need to design complicated movements. It is enough as long as people can see the characteristics of the person and the clothing clearly.

So this adult male skeleton can be made into five copies. Just make slight changes to the leg and arm lengths when copying them.

Damn it, so why did I make the Doctor...ahem, the Ice Slime Prince a shota? Isn't this just adding to my own workload?

Harold suddenly realized that he had been at a disadvantage, and he had to talk to Dolly and ask him to draw the drafts of the new shota in the future, so as not to let down the skeleton he drew separately for the ice slime.