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Chapter 1161: Improving Paper

As expected, it was another work of a brand new style.

Muir had drawn a person, and that person was clearly her, Bai Qingqing.

It was just that Bai Qingqing hadn’t seen anyone drawing a person in this manner. The drawing style was really hard to describe with words.

To make it more concrete, it was generally a work made from lines, yet some details were strangely drawn into a geometric style.

For example, for the nose, there was a triangle shape that had been colored into pitch-black in the middle of the oval-shaped face.

Bai Qingqing couldn’t help but criticize in her heart: So my nose is triangular-shaped. Thank you for reminding me of that.

Another example was her face. Bai Qingqing had two plump cheeks, so Muir had drawn two circles next to the triangle.

“Pffft!” Bai Qingqing covered her mouth. After seeing Muir’s disappointed and embarrassed expression, she thought apologetically in her heart. I’m sorry, I didn’t want to laugh, but I really can’t help it, hahahahaha...

If Muir had drawn a guy, would he also draw two circles at the throat to represent Adam’s apple? Then, what about the chest and abs?

At the thought of her chest, Bai Qingqing immediately felt speechless. Considering how open-minded beastmen were, if Muir were to draw her naked figure, he’d definitely draw it without any hint of hesitation.

That mustn’t do. She must remind him. It’d be best if he’d never get the idea of drawing her naked body. Otherwise, it’d be blinding.

“Yours look good.” Facing his mate’s strange gaze, the redness on Muir’s face grew increasingly obvious, and he said with restraint.

Bai Qingqing felt embarrassed from the praises and thus spoke honestly, “It can only be considered a pass. People who know the trade will be able to pick out a bunch of problems. Even when I look at it, there are also some parts that I’m not satisfied with.”

Both Parker and Muir’s faces were filled with disbelief. It was true that if this drawing was shown to a layman after those foundation lines were erased, it’d be a good drawing that could compare with a photograph.

This was what they meant by saying that the experts looked at the tricks of the trade while the amateurs looked at the excitement.

“Such a good drawing should be presented on the best paper. Let’s make the white paper right away.”

As Parker said this, he looked at Muir. “You don’t have anything else to do, right? Come with me to make a few wooden boards to dry the paper with. We don’t know how long we’ll have to wait for the ones on the doors.”

He had wanted to make them by himself to get into Qingqing’s good books, but he couldn’t wait anymore. He only wanted to bring the best to Qingqing at the fastest speed.

“Okay.”

The two of them came to an agreement and immediately started working on it.

Bai Qingqing placed the drawing under a pile of paper and squatted down by the basin of wood pulp looking at it for a while. She then scooped clear water and added it in.

Although hard paper was convenient for drawing, it was more brittle. Although it might not break, it might show cracks when bent. It was better to make traditional soft paper.

The tree that Winston chopped yesterday was too thin. No skill in the beastmen world could piece wooden boards together perfectly. One could only chop thicker trees to get wider wooden boards. Therefore, Parker and Muir made another trip out of the village, jointly chopped off a big tree, then dragged it back in its entirety.

After getting a mate, Parker had learned a lot of things. Now that he had more tools, he quickly turned the round tree trunk into many pieces of wooden boards two to three centimeters thick.

These were especially used for drying paper and had a similar thickness to the doors. However, their length was many times longer.

As doors were rough, it caused the back of the dried paper to have rough prints. This time around, Parker especially sanded down the surface with smooth pebbles until they were just as smooth as the pebbles.

In the time Parker was doing the meticulous work, Muir had already started to dry the paper.

The wood pulp had been further diluted and the texture felt different from the day before.