Chapter 2038: Annie, The Little Comic Artist
Mag was a little overwheld by the continuous rewards given out by the system.
It was as if he had received an unexpected windfall or a huge amount of passive inco.
Mag clicked open the cooked wheaten food gift package which contained: soup dumplings, shaved noodles, hot noodles with sesa paste, and Sichuan spicy wonton in red oil!
Four cooked wheaten dishes that covered almost every genre. Sichuan spicy wonton in red oil was even Mag’s favorite.
These four dishes could create more variety for their breakfast, and provide more selection for the custors.
For example, they could have a bowl of hot noodles with sesa paste or two piping hot soup dumplings if they didn’t want to eat rice.
The system was surprisingly generous.
Then, Mag checked out that so-called mind-control ability.
It sounded just like a shaful ability that could rival with the “ti-stopping” ability.
Fortunately, it landed in the hands of a righteous person like Mag.
However, after finding out more about it, instead of calling it mind control, it was an ability that could cause a brief spell of dizziness, and granted an immunity to powerful spiritual skills.
That was all?
That was all the mind control ability could do?
Wasn’t it too inferior to ti-stopping?
Mag was slightly disappointed.
However, this was an upgradable skill. As long as the host’s spiritual power was strong enough, the ability could beco more powerful.
Of course, what Mag cared about was the immunity effect against spiritual skills.
When he could already take down the whole world with a chef’s knife, only the Great Old Ones could threaten him.
Additionally, mind control was what the Great Old Ones were best at. It was also the ability that gave him the most trouble.
Even the current Mag was afraid he could suffer at their hands if he wasn’t careful.
Tentacle monster mind control.
See, such a natural pervert was just that invincible.
As for that mysterious roller pin, it was actually just a waterproof rod that could expand and shrink according to the occasion.
Of course, Mag had no idea why the system specially labeled its waterproofness.
However, since he had so many cooked wheaten food items to make, a roller pin was an essential tool.
“Father, Mother, Big Sister Annie drew a picture book yesterday. I’ll bring it over to show you guys,” Amy suddenly said after breakfast.
“Oh? Really?” Mag was a little surprised.
Annie revealed a shy smile, and nodded slightly.
Irina looked at Annie expectantly. “Has Annie already learned how to draw? I would like to see it.”
“I’ll go take it.” Amy ran upstairs, and ca down with a picture book in a short while.
On the cover of the picture book was a beautiful rmaid with a giant blue colorful fishtail, red curly hair, and a beautiful face. She looked a little like Gina. The rmaid was leaning against a rock with the vast blue ocean behind her.
“The Little rmaid.”
It was Annie’s favorite children’s story.
“Wow.” Mag’s lit up. This rmaid was so nicely drawn.
Unfortunately, he wasn’t cultured.
He only knew how to use the description “beautiful.”
“It’s much better than most of the picture books’ covers that we have seen that day. It’s very well-drawn.” Irina praised her too.
Mag took the picture book, and flipped it open. It was indeed the story of “The Little rmaid.”
The blue rippling sea, the splendid ship sailing on the sea, the flying seagulls, and the dolphins that leaped out of the sea…
Be it the backdrop or the characters, they were all drawn excellently.
If he had to pick a flaw, then the storyboard was a little weak, making the story’s flow seem less smooth.
However, it was already very good for a first-tir. The level of completion was already amazing.
Yes.
Annie completed the entire “The Little rmaid” by herself on the second day she learned how to draw.
What was this?
This was talent.
Her amazing drawing talent and the tentacle monster’s speed that every comic artist envied.
With the enhancent of such talent, she was destined to beco an excellent comic artist.
“It’s very nicely drawn. It’s beautiful and interesting, and it tells the story perfectly.” Mag looked at Annie with gratification, as if he had just found an excellent child laborer.
The smile on Annie’s face got even brighter, as if she had never been so happy before.
Mag put down the picture book, and lanted to Annie, “However, if only we could add a scene whereby the prince cooks for the little rmaid, it would then explain why the little rmaid fell in love with the prince and why she loves him so much.”
Annie tilted her head and pondered. Her eyes slowly brightened. She smilingly nodded and accepted Mag’s suggestion.
However, Annie quickly asked Mag with sign language a question. “What dish is the little prince going to cook for her?”
“Spicy grilled fish?” Mag replied without any hesitation.
“What???”
The three of them stared at Mag.
“It’s not really suitable, right…” Mag murmured. After thinking for so ti, he said, “The red braised pork, then.”
“Why is it red braised pork?” Amy asked.
Mag smilingly answered, “Because the rmaid has never eaten pork, nor seen a pig run before, so she was amazed when she ate the red braised pork, and fell in love with the little prince.”
“But Gina’s favorite food is the beggar’s chicken.” Irina raised her doubt.
Annie and Amy nodded in agreent. Big Sister Gina’s favorite was the beggar’s chicken. She even ate the mud casing.
“This is an artistic work. Making the beautiful rmaid munch on mud casing… doesn’t seem too elegant.” Mag shook his head.
Of course, his main concern was that those people could never master a high-end dish like the beggar’s chicken.
Just to apply the mud casing on the chicken would cause many of them to flop.
As for the red braised pork, this was indeed a nice dish that was quick and easy to cook.
Yes, after seeing Annie’s drawing, he had already decided to add an advertisent in the middle of this version of “The Little rmaid.”
An issue of the?Perfect Food?had already let him jump two levels up and receive many awards. He ca to know the benefits of it.
Therefore, he beca much more attentive to the matter of increasing his faith value. This was a solid passive inco which had an astonishing input-output ratio.
Mag’s seemingly reasonable explanation convinced three of them successfully.
Annie decided to add the scene of the little prince cooking red braised pork in the comic.
Mag was very attentive to it. He specially demonstrated to Annie on the spot a simplified but detailed version of red braised pork. At the sa ti, he crazily hinted to Annie that this was the most important part of the entire comic, and she had to draw it as realistic and detailed as possible. The best was to let the readers replicate the process from the comic.
At the sa ti, he tactfully pointed out the problems of the storyboard to Annie.
Mag wasn’t a comic artist, but he had grown up reading all kinds of comics. He still knew how to appreciate one.
Annie went upstairs, and continued her creation.
She was indeed a hardworking little comic artist.
“Is this one of your plans to expand your influence?” Irina looked at Mag with a faint smile.
Mag nodded with a smile. “I just want to give my child’s comic so core competitiveness. One that no one can ever imitate.”
Yes. A priceless red braised pork’s recipe.
While Mag was trying to expand his influence with Annie’s help, at the sa ti, he had also given a powerful core to Annie’s comic..
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