"Formation? Isn't this just a painting that you can understand, that has a pattern?"
Zijun stepped forward, closer to the computer screen, and said subconsciously, "Can it go any faster?"
"Sure, Lady Jun!"
The voice of Little Apple rang out; he was controlling the computer screen, simulating the formation, playing around as he wished.
Instantly, the speed of engraving the formation on the Spirit Stone accelerated. Zijun watched intently. She was so immersed because when she had arrived, she had missed the very beginning. Watching it again now excited her.
"Brilliant, utterly brilliant! Only the spark of a genius could produce such an unimaginable pattern. It seems regular but then breaks free, so unrestrained. I can't wait to try it with a Spirit Stone."
Zijun closed her eyes, recalling the patterns she had just seen, committing them to memory.