The next day, Wang Ziqian went out and bought the latest model of the noika mobile phone and a computer.
Although he was not used to the internet in today's society, it was still much more convenient to search for information with a computer.
Wang Ziqian sent a text message to Manguri and Angelina, telling them his phone number.
Manguli immediately called him, excitedly saying that she would call Chu Tianshi when she had time.
Angelina only replied with a text message, saying that she had already saved it.
In the following time, Wang Ziqian either hid at home to draw talismans or read the books.
This made Wang Ziqian's knowledge of cultivation richer and richer.
Moreover, he had learned a new talisman technique, the Fire Talisman.
This kind of talisman could attract flames out of thin air and looked very handsome.
Wang Ziqian no longer had any merit points. This time, he had used his experience with other talismans to fumble around on his own, and he had actually succeeded.
In just half a day, Wang Ziqian had successfully drawn a Fire Talisman, and his Talisman Technique level had also increased to Level One.
Soon, a week passed.
Wang Ziqian had gained a lot this week.
Because he kept drawing talismans, his talisman technique level kept increasing, and his success rate became higher and higher.
Now, his talisman technique level was:
Soul Suppressing Talisman (Grade 3)
Corpse Suppression Talisman (Grade 4)
Heart Cleansing Talisman (Grade 4)
Evil Repelling Talisman (Grade 3)
Lightning Controlling Talisman (Grade 1)
Igniting Talisman (Triple)
Other than the Lightning Manipulation Talisman, which Wang Ziqian could not draw due to the lack of materials, his progress in other talisman techniques was very obvious.
Now, Wang Ziqian could basically succeed in one painting every three.
In this week, Wang Ziqian had produced more than 200 talismans.
"Yes, we can reopen."
Looking at the pile of finished talismans on the table, Wang Ziqian revealed a satisfied expression.
The next day, Bao Pu Zhai, which had been closed for many days, finally opened for business again.
When the neighbors saw Wang Ziqian reappear, they were all surprised.
"Wang Ziqian, you're still here. We thought you went on a long trip.”
A middle-aged Chinese man said in surprise when he saw Wang Ziqian.
This middle-aged Chinese man ran a restaurant next door to Wang Ziqian's, so he was more familiar with Wang Ziqian's family.
Moreover, they were both Chinese, so the two families were closer.
Wang Ziqian smiled and nodded at him.""Uncle Huang, I've been reading at home these days.”
"Oh, reading is good, reading is good." Huang Bojun answered, but his face showed a little disbelief.
The Host did not like reading at all.
"Chu, you didn't starve to death? We're all prepared to go in and collect your corpse.”
A black man in his thirties shouted exaggeratedly.
This was also Wang Ziqian's neighbor. His name was Trayne, and he owned a convenience store next door.
Wang Ziqian frowned and narrowed his eyes. A cold light flashed in his eyes.
This black man, Trine, had always been mocking Wang Ziqian's family and had even wanted to fight Wang Ziqian's father many times.
If it wasn't for Wang Ziqian's father's skills, who knew how much he would have suffered at the hands of this guy.
America was like that. They claimed that there was no racial discrimination, but in fact, racial discrimination was everywhere.
Moreover, they had a chain of discrimination.
Of course, the highest status was white, followed by Latinos, then black, and finally Asian.
Among the Asians, the Chinese had the lowest status.
The black man who owned the convenience store was often discriminated against by whites and Latinos outside. After he came back, he desperately discriminated against Wang Ziqian, Huang Bojun, and other Chinese.
These were originally the matters of his predecessor, and Wang Ziqian was not prepared to interfere.
But now, this black man, Trayne, had jumped out again.
Wang Ziqian's eyes turned cold. He was ready to teach this guy a lesson.
As he was thinking, Trine suddenly shouted again.
"Oh my god, look, Chu Zhen is crazy. He's selling this piece of paper for 100,000 dollars.
Chu, are you crazy about money? Why don't you rob a bank?"
Upon hearing Trynne's shout, the neighbors, including the pedestrians on the street, surrounded him.
They took a look. Sure enough, there were finished talismans on the counter of the Baopuzhai.
The price tag next to each talisman was 100,000 USD.
"Whoosh!"
The crowd exclaimed.
They all looked at Wang Ziqian as if he was a fool.
Some people looked at Wang Ziqian and sighed before walking away.
Some of them shook their heads and muttered something as they walked away.
Even Huang Bojun wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, he did not say anything and walked back to his shop.
Only the black man, Trine, was shouting and screaming, desperately mocking Wang Ziqian for being crazy.
The other black men beside him were also pointing at Wang Ziqian and laughing mockingly.
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Floo really had problems every day.
It had been updated today, but it could not be refreshed on the computer's webpage. It could only be seen by entering the catalog.
It was the same for other data. They could be seen in the background but not on the front page.
It was really uncomfortable if he didn't go crazy...
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