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033 tried to break the seal

And in the distance, in the foothills where the public-grade network writers live, light after light comes on.

Those poor, public-grade web writers, they're starting to get up. At the fork in the road, Qianlong Lee hesitated for a moment, and it was a little late to go back. It would go back, just in time for them not to be able to tell. Gritting his teeth, he turned and went back up the mine.

As Qianlong Lee walked past the mine steward's hall, Xie walked right out of it.

The surprised look on Xie's face flashed when he saw Qianlong Lee arrive so early, then he scowled and said faintly, "I came early today!"

"Thanks for not finishing yesterday's work, so come work early today!" Qianlong Lee said respectfully.

Distraught, Qianlong Lee didn't dare say more, took her identity jade and went straight up the hill.

Looking at Qianlong Lee's somewhat stumbling back, Xie shook his head and said to himself, "Less talented than a man, what's the use of improvising!"

Xie would never have guessed Qianlong Lee, who was scrambling up the hill at this hour. What was on her mind now, and what Qianlong Lee had been through last night.

On the way up, the Public-class network writers ambled up the hill for another day of work.

Standing in the middle of the mine, picking up the hoe that had been discarded yesterday. Qianlong Lee's heart swelled with uncontrollable ecstasy. Finally the first step, an impossible task, was done.

What will come next, and what mysterious functions will emerge when the first reseal of the Eastern pen is broken?

Qianlong Lee placed his trembling hands on the Oriental Magic Pen, forcing down the yearning in his heart. Qianlong Lee was finally willing to let go, and if nothing else, Tiedan Chu would come looking for him later, waiting until everyone was busy to see for himself.

Sure enough, after about a week of feeding and feeding. A tall figure appeared in the quarry at Qianlong Lee.

Seeing Qianlong Lee, Tiedan Chu's eyes seem to light up, some accusingly say, "Diablo, how did you get up here so early!"

"I...!" Qianlong Lee was a little evasive, saying, "Yesterday the code ideas were pretty good, so I got up early and saw you were still asleep, so I went up the hill first!"

"Oh, I see!" Tiedan Chu had no idea that Qianlong Lee had been out all night and hadn't returned at all.

Qianlong Lee exchanged a few half-hearted pleasantries, wishing Tiedan Chu had left earlier.

In Tiedan Chu's head, he was just thinking about the monthly review in half a month. It seemed a little short of what the mission required.

Qianlong Lee was in no mood to exchange pleasantries with Tiedan Chu at this point, rambling a few words before dismissing him.

Watching Tiedan Chu leave, Qianlong Lee pressed down on his eagerness, careful not to make a mistake. Checking around, I saw that no one was paying attention to me. It was Qianlong Lee who pressed his unnerving heart, and on his side was a secluded corner where no one paid attention except Tiedan Chu.

But it's best to be careful and wait a little longer.

The sun rose slowly, sowing light into the earth. Qianlong Lee waited until the middle of the day before he looked around carefully, ducked into a secluded corner near the mine, and checked his surroundings again.

There was no one around, and the nearest was Tiedan Chu's mine. It was more than a mile from him, above the usual mines, for fear of running out of time. Even in his spare time, he would take the time to work on getting rid of his status as a public writer as soon as possible.

Qianlong Lee had wanted to see what it would look like when the Eastern pen broke the seal, several times since he had endured it in the morning.

But in the end Qianlong Lee put up with it, and it was clear that the Eastern magic pen was no ordinary thing. If it leaked out, it would be devastating for a public level web writer like him.

Carefully look around to make sure no one notices. Qianlong Lee sliced his index finger and dripped a drop of blood into the oriental pen.

The Eastern Magic Pen beckoned again and Qianlong Lee's consciousness entered the Eastern Magic Pen once more. There seems to be a slight change in the space in the Eastern magic pen. It seemed to get wider, but there was no frame of reference, just a feeling.

The mirror in the middle was still there, but unlike before, there were a few shiny objects in front of it.

"This is a?" With a hint of doubt, Qianlong Lee surveyed the ore in front of him. Qianlong Lee was a public level web writer, not yet a beginner, but his senses were sharp, and the ore in front of him was his collection of hyundai iron ore.

Hyunite? The name flashed through Qianlong Lee's mind. He didn't know what basalt iron was, but it was needed to open the first seal in the Eastern Magic Pen. Qianlong Lee didn't think much of it at the time, thinking it was Hyundai Iron Mine.

So-called metaphysical iron, including the power of heaven and earth hardware, this body pregnant with the essence of the next five elements, can be refined for spiritual use. Usually used in the making of spirit craft flying swords. If basalt iron is added to the sword, the power will be increased several times.

Now, basalt and hyunite are supposed to be two different things. Obviously, one is waste, with lots of impurities, and the other is refined, or at least useful. And the two things, obviously, are different.

Qianlong Lee's eyes lit up for a moment as he joined the writers of the Seven-Xi Wenzhong Study Network, whose day job is to dig for gold.

Nothing about the mana, psychic, or whatever is used by network writers. Thinking back to the last time, it seemed that the extraction could be absorbed automatically when the mirror asked for something. Before the seal was broken, the Eastern Magic Pen was a simple treasure trove, and what was not needed would not be absorbed.

Thinking of the Hyundai iron ore that had been placed there earlier, Qianlong Lee searched the space.

Sure enough, Hyundai iron ore was in place, and it had been a while since the last time. Dozens of pieces of hyundai iron ore, which he has been digging up in recent days, have also been released. Qianlong Lee habitually looked at the mirror in the Eastern Magic Pen, and predictably, the writing on the mirror changed.

There were dozens more pieces of hyacinth on the ground than had been requested.

Qianlong Lee fixed his eyes on the mirror and saw that it would take a millennial heart to unseal the second layer.

Millennial wooden heart, Qianlong Lee he'd never heard of. But according to the theory of the upgrade, each time the Eastern Magic Pen unseals, something more advanced and rare is needed than the last.

On the principle of not wasting, Qianlong Lee stacks all of the hydraulics here.

Hills of hypersensitized iron ore, piled high on the ground, Qianlong Lee was slightly surprised, how still no movement, how to refine these hypersensitized iron ore?

As soon as the words appeared in his mind, he saw the mound of mystical iron ore rising slowly and flying slowly toward the mirror. The writing on the mirror blurred and then disappeared.

Then a vortex appeared in the mirror, swallowing up all the hyacinth.

Colorful lights flashed, and when the mirror returned to calm, it showed the pieces of ore that had been collected earlier. Since the last time it was put in, the collection of hyundai iron ore has been here.

Eyes back to the mirror, Qianlong Lee wondered for a moment. Why the eastern magic pen, it makes such a difference.