Chapter 218: Painting

The world of swords and magic has a kind of "map stone", which can be used to briefly record dynamic pictures and sounds. That's the way wizards use to communicate information. There are also some magical items that can display moving patterns and sounds, as well as activated items such as puppets and constructs.
But these things are only considered for good or not, and never consider whether they really reflect the real thing. All the fine paintings Zhou Qingfeng sees from the history of elven paintings are similar to real-world western oil paintings, and are not as detailed as photography.
The oil painting version of the goddess Angelis is beautiful, but not real enough. The composition is solemn and sacred, lacking dynamic spirituality.
"Sofia, I want to transform these paintings into the style of photo reality, can I do it?"
"Yes. With your brother's current brain power, there is no problem in completing this part of work."
"Then I hope to make a real short film in the image of the goddess Angelis, can I?"
"If it's a continuous action movie, the rendering requirements for the rendering will be very high."
"How about a few seconds of gifs?"
"You can try."
"Then take the theme of the" Goddess Smile "and select ten from these thousands of paintings to evolve. I hope to get some dynamic pictures."
The dynamic picture is handed to Sophia, and how to show it is difficult. Zhou Qingfeng turned to books about alchemy, but this was more difficult than looking at the history of art and painting.
When the teenager opened a book of basic alchemy terms in the elf language, a new room opened next to the study. Whenever he understood a certain instrument or a certain concept, the empty new room would be slightly enlarged, and corresponding items would appear.
From the experimental table to the distillation dish, from the alcohol lamp to the reaction kettle, Zhou Qingfeng seems to have a humble chemistry laboratory. As reading continues, the area of ​​the laboratory is also expanding, and different experimental materials and even living organisms appear in virtual forms.
‘Gate of Truth’ only provides knowledge and cannot provide physical objects. But it does not matter, the current creation environment is virtual in nature, and the two are compatible.
But Zhou Qingfeng was not intelligent enough and his learning efficiency was too slow. He found a red crystal and put it into the Dementor Coin, borrowing the ability of the necromancer Mondino. Although the old bone is not a genuine alchemist, it has a third-rate level anyway.
"Boy, do you really want to make moving paintings?" Sirek asked. "It's not surprising. Similar magic items are common and may not please Angelis. The Elf Goddess who has lived for many years has not seen anything. Ever? "
Zhou Qingfeng was sitting in front of the experimental bench, and was pondering the formulation of high-sensitivity medicine. "There are indeed similar three-dimensional paintings in the history of alchemy, but they are not clear, the characters are stiff, and they lack a emotional story structure.
I have other ideas, but now I do n’t have the conditions to make it happen. I want to make a breakthrough in materials and workmanship first. And I've seen through your gods, things that intelligent creatures haven't created, you don't even know. "
After dealing with Cyric, the boy ordered Sophia again: "I'm going to do some preliminary experiments, you can control my hands. I hope to succeed once."
I do not know what a great character created the ‘gate of true knowledge’, it is indeed an artifact of a magical level. This thing has its own space for growth and contains a huge amount of virtual items, which can cultivate a rookie into a master.
Zhou Qingfeng continuously deployed dozens of color medicines, and then tried to let Sophia control his hand, and described the completed dynamic gif picture frame by frame on a canvas.
Without any painting skills, Zhou Qingfeng could only use the most stupid method to take a progressive scan to draw thousands of pixels on the screen one by one. It was simple, but it was too laborious.
Zhou Qingfeng soon changed to let Sophia control the invisible servant, using the principle of color printer, so that different hidden servants use different colors to fill the grid. Each grid is a tiny pixel.
This is equivalent to the accurate scanning of dozens of brushes, which is not good at manpower, and must be done by Sofia. This is still time-consuming and laborious. In order to persist, the teenager has to sleep and return to the real world, and go to Hong Kong to harvest the sinful souls.
A dozen seconds of gif video took a year before and after. Zhou Qingfeng can only persist with the infinitely long time in the environment created by God, and the soul crystal and life glue that are constantly consumed.
During this year, the area of ​​the library and alchemy laboratory in the "gate of truth" expanded to tens of square meters. The rare plantation was opened to hundreds of square meters, and exotic flowers and rare animals and animals from Feilun emerged.
Although they are all virtual, they can give people intuitive feelings and experiences. ::
Even Zhou Qingfeng's attribute panel has the title of "Alchemist", and the level jumps from zero to one. He can craft more than two hundred subdivision color potions, and stack hundreds of high-definition goddess pictures drawn in a magic photo frame.
As long as you input a little magic, the goddess of life in the frame will reveal her charming dynamic smile or style, or gentle and charming, or mature and sexy. The picture is extremely delicate and the clarity is like a real person present.
For more than ten seconds, it was a small story of a goddess breaking the ice with a smile and affecting the world. Angeris is no longer an inaccessible, high deity, but an amiable family.
These ten seconds seem ordinary but not simple. People who first meet are absolutely amazed. Even Shrek was speechless after seeing it. The mad only asked, "boy, what else can you do?"
"You can't have a child." Zhou Qingfeng, holding his own hard work, spent a year working on a dynamic photo frame, and walked to the last light door of the "pleasing goddess", and said to himself: "Hope the goddess can like it."
After the photo frame was introduced, it disappeared into a ray of light.
Zhou Qingfeng was waiting in front of the door, like a single dog like a goddess who confessed but had not yet received a reply. He was afraid that the goddess would not respond, and he was afraid that the other side would refuse to speak, and he felt very troubled.
Just waited for a few seconds and nothing happened.
Zhou Qingfeng's heart sank. This is not right. This is the environment created by the gods. The gods are very responsive.
Cyric even more bluntly said, "Boy, you failed. Although I even felt that the photo frame was already good. But Angris didn't respond or just didn't respond, she definitely didn't like the photo frame you sent. Why do you have to "
why?
The moving images I make are absolutely unique in the world.
Zhou Qingfeng's heart was cold, he turned his head sharply and walked towards the "gate of true knowledge", saying in a stiff tone, "Enough, don't say it. I want to be better. Anyway, the time here is infinitely long, I am completely Consumption. I will surely touch the goddess. "
"You are simply an unreasonable lunatic." Cyric yelled frantically: "A woman's mind cannot be guessed. Who knows what Angris likes? Maybe she likes to run around with her It's like Elise Tsui. "
"I'm not crazy. I have my attachment." Zhou Qingfeng was angry, but he was so stubborn.
Inside the "gate of truth", one side of the alchemy laboratory is arranged as a painting corner. A huge drawing board is placed in it. The drawing board is a sketch that Zhou Qingfeng didn't use. The goddess bathed in a picture to train her hands to relieve her mood when she was tired.
On the canvas, the mountain spring flows down, Angelis in the water is enchanting, calm and elegant, and the simple lines reveal the goddess' perfect curve.
This is the result of Zhou Qingfeng's study of painting in the past year. There is no goddess as a model, it is all drawn by teenage imagination and brain supplement. He learned it completely from scratch and now draws a sketch.
But one year's hard work is useless, and anyone will be frustrated and angry. Zhou Qingfeng was full of thought that his creativity and efforts could at least get some reward, but he did not expect that there was no response.
In the face of Cyric, Zhou Qingfeng was unwilling to concede. One can think of how long it takes for them to be successful before they can succeed, and the teenager cannot restrain his anger. When he was out of control for a moment, he stretched out his hand and tore off the sketch canvas, crushed, torn, and discarded.
But Zhou Qingfeng raised his hand to grasp, and his fingers just opened. Behind him came a coy drink, "Human, stop! Who allows you to destroy my portrait? Even if you paint it."
Eh?
The teenager was frightened and quickly turned back. But there was no one behind him. Jiao changed his position and rang again from behind him, "Human, you can't look directly at me, quickly turn over to look at the canvas."
what's the situation?
Zhou Qingfeng stayed and stayed, turning his head stiffly. On the canvas is the goddess who is bathing. A slender white hand with a scent, sticking out from the back of his neck, pointing at the chest on the canvas, said, "It's wrong here, the curve should be bigger."