What is being done here?
Is so special spell being cast?
But it seems like there’s no wave of mana spreading. The flash from that strange black box is just a flash, nothing special... The crow tengu girl with black wings and black hair muttered in her mind, watching this scene from afar, wondering what the young man standing at the peak of the basalt rock was doing.
The wind carried the information from afar, and she could clearly hear the man’s monologue.
Composition, angle, photograph...
Umm... okay, I completely don’t understand.
Anyway, at first, Miss Shaimaru subconsciously perked up her ears and listened carefully for a while, but only felt puzzled. What’s all this about? It seems like these are all unfamiliar terms.
—Already in the fra.
And on the distant canyon peak, standing on the columnar basalt terrain, Gu Mo was slowly photographing the scenery of the deep gorge with the cara in his hand, looking for better angles and compositions, while the corners of his mouth involuntarily lifted.
Miss Aya Shaimaru’s abilities aren’t bad. According to Zi, in the Demon Mountain, she’s already a leading figure in the tengu community, second only to the Great Tengu of the new generation.
Just not steady enough, and doesn’t like to manage affairs much.
But no matter how secretly she acted, she couldn’t escape Gu Mo’s perception. To be precise, as long as it’s a life form, it can’t escape his perception. This encounter was, of course, deliberately facilitated by him... Of course, subjectively deliberate, but not reflected in actions.
To make this Miss Shaimaru feel that—
She just happened to co across this by chance and thus had so ideas.
Budding the thought of arming herself with more advanced tools to beco a next-generation dia worker.
After all, it’s still the first eting, and neither of them is familiar with each other yet. It’s really inappropriate to comnt on soone else’s interests and hobbies, as this might only cause aversion. Whether human or demon, it’s the sa, unless particularly close or especially good friends...
Then for soone else’s opinions and suggestions, there’s always a lot of factors to consider, or one might suspect ulterior motives.
However, if one thinks that so ideas are independently conceived, then naturally there wouldn’t be worries in this regard.
Gu Mo remains quite cautious about this, hoping to gently guide Miss Shaimaru in this manner, allowing her to awaken the consciousness of a new era dia person by herself... At least on the surface, it appears as if she independently awakens this advanced consciousness, unrelated to him.
But right now, it still feels sowhat abrupt...
If those two would cooperate a bit, this photography scene would seem much more natural, but unfortunately, for so reason, they both seem not very interested.
Gu Mo feels a bit regretful about this.
Speaking of which, he seems to have seriously collected only Kikyo’s portraits... Here referring to formal, face-to-face thods, rather than reviewing recording copies afterward.
Holding the cara, he continuously captured "click, click," taking a breath to snap over a dozen photos, and he was certain the black-winged crow tengu girl behind him had grown more and more curious about this.
Despite still being separated by seven or eight miles, the crow tengu was currently lying on the other side of the mountain, using the dense forest to hide her figure, but this small distance ensured she could see every detail of the cara in his hand clearly.
Moreover, if she wanted, she could hear every word he muttered to himself clearly, not missing even a pause in tone.
In this aspect, he naturally had a lot of experience and a voice of authority because in daily life, if one doesn’t want to be too sensitive and constantly receive a lot of aningless and chaotic useless information from the outside, wasting ntal energy, one generally wouldn’t fully open one’s perception.
But when needed, his perceptual abilities could rapidly escalate to a terrifying level beyond ordinary imagination in a very short ti.
This is a very normal thing, just like the intuitive control of strength. Even if soone possesses the strength to demolish a house as if playing with building blocks, it doesn’t an they must use such strength when picking up a glass cup.
"What on earth is being done here..."
Miss Shaimaru watched a bit longer and finally couldn’t stand it anymore, muttering in her heart.
It doesn’t seem to be plotting any sinister sches or intending to harm Demon Mountain. This can be set aside for now.
Her eyes rolled around quickly, soon coming up with an idea, quietly spreading her wings to fly far away, leaving the mountain peak where she was temporarily hiding. Before long, the girl circled the surroundings in a large loop and then flew back from the other side, pretending to pass through the canyon naturally.
—"Click."
The flash went off. Gu Mo raised the cara and naturally took a candid shot of the crow tengu girl flying from the side.
He put down the cara and waved to the approaching girl: "Miss Shaimaru, it’s you, have you just... returned?"
Pretending to have just returned from outside, naturally flying over the deep gorge in preparation to return to Demon Mountain, she was slightly startled by the flash, reacting with a hint of caution. The crow tengu girl with black wings stopped, seemingly instinctively drawing so distance.
She seriously examined him for a mont, seemingly confirming there was no issue before slightly sighing in relief. Then she frowned while looking at the young man on the canyon cliff: "It’s you, Mr. Gu Mo. That flash just now, what were you... doing?"
anwhile, in her heart, Miss Aya Shaimaru secretly gave herself a thumbs up for her performance. Didn’t coming over like this make it seem so natural? She really was a genius! And the other party was cooperating so well; she originally intended to pretend to pass by and just happened to see this scene and go over out of curiosity.
Unexpectedly, the other party directly used that flashing thing and took a "click" of her from a distance.
Doesn’t this give her even more reason to justifiably understand what the other party is doing? — What she didn’t know was that the young man across was actually earnestly cooperating with her performance, making it more believable, giving her better opportunities to play her part.
"This is, really sorry, I just instinctively took a photo of you..."
Resisting the urge to laugh, Gu Mo appeared slightly embarrassed, smiling as he waved at the Crow Tengu girl: "I haven’t asked for your opinion yet, but please rest assured, this is definitely not a bad thing. Let show you..."
Heh! Smooth as expected!
Aya Shaimaru was almost about to laugh out loud, but she held her little face tight, not letting her expression give anything away. She looked at the other party, hesitated for a while, then lowered her wings slowly to fly over.
Her posture was fitting, her acting was still relatively competent.
"Photo... what is that?"
Landing beside the young man, she crossed her black wings in front of her, cautiously and warily asking.
"Look, this is it..." Gu Mo calmly picked up the instant photo and showed it to her, "This thing I call a cara, it’s a special tool that can record light and shadow. If the timing is right, it can capture wonderful key monts."
"Hmm, this..."
Aya Shaimaru was stunned for a mont, eyes slightly widening as she looked at the square photo being displayed in front of her by the other party’s hand.
In the background was the sunset at the edge of the sky, with the afterglow of the setting sun dying the large clouds red, and in the photo was a black-winged girl flying with open wings... without a doubt, that was her. Seeing sothing like a photo for the first ti, Aya Shaimaru felt it was very novel.
"A special tool that records light and shadow..."
"If the timing is right, it can capture key monts..."
She pondered these two sentences, unconsciously looking at that strange black box in the other party’s hand, suddenly feeling a flash of inspiration in her mind.
She suddenly had a brilliant idea.
"Um... do you sell this thing called a cara?" Aya Shaimaru suddenly beca a bit excited, stepping forward eagerly looking at the young man opposite, "I rember you said you’re a rchant, right? Is this what you sell?"
"Calm down first, Miss Shaimaru, as you said, I am indeed a rchant out of interest..."
Gu Mo seed to be stunned for a mont, then laughed:
"As for this cara, I do naturally have them for sale here. If you’re interested, please co over to talk in detail... after all, there are many models to choose from, and perhaps you’ll like sothing else too, who knows?"
......
...
Both sides were acting, but only one took it seriously.
Under the real actor’s sches, Aya Shaimaru was completely unaware she stepped into the trap, still imrsed in her brilliant idea, naively invited onto that seemingly advanced ship — after all, the shipbuilding technology of this ti was of no remark, a later centuries’ two-mast ship was clearly a dinsional reduction strike.
Under the sunshade, the Crow Tengu girl sat on the chair.
"This is..."
She couldn’t wait to take the exquisite scroll handed to her by Gu Mo, and upon opening, her face couldn’t help but reveal a surprised expression. This was obviously a Spell Scroll, turned into a mysterious side tablet under multiple spell blessings.
It displayed corresponding texts, images, and the like, and it changed in real-ti. The screen was beautifully set, making it very pleasing to the eye.
The rchandise listed was endless, all prepared by Gu Mo for comrcial shipping, showing everything from nas to types and stock availability, with ticulously edited effect images. Corresponding product detail descriptions were also particularly detailed, speaking of various high-end, lofty ideals, and blowing everything out of proportion...
There were even promotional labels appearing on many product pages —
Bright green "-15%," "-30%," and even "-90%," these labels were especially eye-catching and seed very considerate, with various explanations to make sure anyone could understand what they ant at first glance.
"Hmm! This, this..."
Even though it was her first ti encountering it, Aya Shaimaru couldn’t take her eyes off, her eyes straightened.
She didn’t know soone deliberately plotted and ill-intent planned how long, having always prepared for this matter since being reminded by Yakumo Zi years ago, even referring to various successful experiences of future hand-chopping software, from page promotion, advertising layout to promotional ans —
Not missing a single one, all were referenced.
It could be called a wolf’s ambition, as clear as day.
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