Who told him to make the cards!

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Although this string is very much to her liking.

She was somewhat surprised at how Chen Zhi had managed to do it.

This flowing effect shouldn't appear on a Tier 2 card.

More than the appearance of the longbow, Shen Qinglian cared about successfully activating the card.

This means that it has abandoned the most mainstream Tafel structure and reverted to the previous energy storage structure.

Chen Zhi must have noticed that she hadn't brought the card tray when she used the card in the mining area before.

Shen Qinglian's card case was very bulky, and she didn't really like using it.

Her cards are mostly based on energy storage structures.

This man was more considerate than she had imagined.

Shen Qinglian felt a pleasant surprise.

If this card cannot be activated by itself, then no matter how beautiful or convenient it is, she will not use it.

She already has enough to do every day; it's impossible for her to go and have a custom card case made just for a Tier 2 card.

Next is the bowstring.

As soon as she reached out, her secretary swiftly placed the arrow in her palm.

Shen Qinglian nocked an arrow and tried to draw the bow.

Unexpectedly, she couldn't pull it.

"..."

Is there a steel bar inside this water string?

Shen Qinglian tried again.

It still won't budge.

If she puts in the effort, the results will definitely be different.

But this is just a hunting bow.

If you have to go all out even for a simple hunt, what kind of hunting bow is that?

Shen Qinglian frowned.

Is Chen Zhi just making fun of her?

Did he think he wanted a decorative item that he could only look at but not use?

Instinctively, Shen Qinglian felt that Chen Zhi shouldn't have made such a basic mistake.

Because the order she had her secretary send was for "equipment cards," and the equipment cards had to be usable as equipment.

Just as cultural workers must be cultured, this is common sense.

So Shen Qinglian tried again.

She wanted to put in more effort, but then remembered the doctor's advice and decided against it.

She doesn't need to make excuses for Chen Zhi.

Good is good, and wrong is wrong.

So Shen Qinglian not only didn't exert much effort, but also reduced her strength.

The power required to draw a regular bow and arrow is sufficient.

However, something magical happened.

Even though she used less force this time, the bowstring felt lighter.

Shen Qinglian not only pulled the string, but she did so very easily, almost effortlessly, and pulled the bowstring to its fullest extent.

Then let go.

"call out!"

The arrow sliced through the air, precisely hitting the arrow left on the target, and pierced it from the tail, splitting it into pieces, which then stuck in the bullseye.

"Wow, Your Highness is amazing!"

The secretary, in her early twenties, cheered like a child.

Shen Qinglian ignored her and focused on examining the bow in her hand.

Her fingers brushed across the bowstring, sometimes gently hooking it, sometimes gripping it tightly.

A moment later, Shen Qinglian looked enlightened.

Although she still didn't know how Chen Zhi had done it, she was certain that the bow was not made using a conventional power-generating mechanism.

Chen Zhi replaced the original pulling and releasing method with a structure that has a back-and-forth motion and can amplify the effect of the movement.

If you apply too much force, it will trigger the card's reset protection, making it impossible to move.

On the contrary, if you pull the bowstring gently, it will be easier to draw it fully and release it more quickly.

The feeling was like a wave on a bowstring, pushing her hand backward, and when the wave reached its peak, the force would rebound and send the arrow flying.

Shen Qinglian shot a few more arrows.

After getting used to the rhythm, she shot faster and faster, becoming more and more addicted to it.

She didn't stop until she had riddled the entire human-shaped target with bullets.

However, she did not experience any of the pain she usually felt when drawing the bow in her shoulder.

It was practically tailor-made for her strained shoulders.

She didn't know if it was a coincidence or if Chen Zhi had seen something in her.

In short, Shen Qinglian used it very comfortably.

And in the process, she also discovered another special feature of this bow.

When she draws the bowstring taut and holds it for a long time, the accumulated power of the wave flows through both ends of the string like water ripples into the bow, eventually attaching to the arrowhead, turning the entire arrowhead ice blue and making its shape round and smooth.

The lethality will be slightly reduced.

But it's still enough to kill in one blow.

Its primary function is to reduce the tearing sensation felt by the victim, and then paralyze the nerves near the wound by freezing, allowing the prey to die painlessly.

"Is this the way of nature?"

Shen Qinglian liked this bow.

She doesn't keep any prey in her garden, so she can't yet know how effective the enchanted arrows will be, nor does she know if she guessed correctly.

But even without that final feature, it would be enough for her.

The hunting bow made by Chen Zhi far exceeded her expectations.

She couldn't help but recall Chen Zhi's focused expression during the assessment.

His card was as exquisite and beautiful as his clean face.

"It seems the Temple is quite satisfied with this card."

The secretary said with a smile.

She saw Her Highness almost every day, but rarely saw such a joyful expression on Her Highness's face.

Compared to the standard smiles he gives when meeting business representatives or members of the royal family, His Highness's smile at this moment is clearly more heartfelt, as if he has received a toy he has been wanting.

Shen Qinglian, however, had already suppressed her lip movements and commented calmly:

"so so."

She broke out in a sweat, so she took off her coat, handed the bow and clothes to her secretary, and went into the bathroom on the second floor.

"I'm going to take a shower."

"Should we put the bow away?" the secretary asked.

"Need not."

Shen Qinglian said, "Take down the oil painting from the reception room and hang it up."

"Huh?" The secretary was taken aback and said, "Wasn't that a gift from Her Majesty the Empress?"

"Wouldn't it be better to replace it?"

"..."

The secretary didn't dare to respond.

"After you've changed it, bring me the personal phone."