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The long square table is placed in the middle and extends to more than ten meters, and there are all kinds of silverware, candlesticks, and tableware on it. But the only thing that could catch Zhao Xun's attention was a weird-looking statue standing on a gorgeous chair, only half a foot high, white and clean, and the texture was indeed gypsum! And the shape can also indicate that it is what you are looking for.

It resembles the upper body of a child, with two short, slightly fat arms spread out to the sides, as if they were about to hug something.

Zhao Xun hurriedly rushed up and picked it up, this deformed plaster statue with no head and tail may seem strange to others, but in Zhao Xun's eyes, it is like a piece of platinum at this time! After tossing and turning for a long time, I finally saw this thing.

But after a short period of excitement, Zhao Xun lowered his face again, the thing was found, but how to get out? This is a big problem, although the scenes between the paintings are interlocked, but if there are countless small spaces spliced together in a circle, what should we do? Do you always walk on something reflective and shuttle through one very different world after another?

After all, you still have to go out and go back to the studio, otherwise it will be useless to find the mission items, just like a traveler walking in the endless desert with a gold brick, even if he is in a better condition than that, and he doesn't need to eat, but he doesn't think it's a fun thing.

No matter how real everything in the painting is, it's just a false copy, even if there are characters, but they are like tables, chairs and benches, meaningless, here... It is a place that seems rich and full, but in fact it is as dead as ashes, using vivid scenes in paintings to confuse people's eyes.

Next, Zhao Xun held the plaster fragments and replaced more than a dozen paintings in a row, no matter how beautiful the surrounding scenery was, he couldn't be nostalgic at all, and there was nothing to pay attention to, because the things he wanted to find had already arrived, and he now had only one purpose, that is, to get out of the way.

But gradually... An inexplicable sense of hopelessness arises spontaneously. At first, Zhao Xun couldn't understand why he wasn't so scared when facing female ghosts and darkness before, but now he just keeps experiencing the colorful paintings, how can there be such a year of "despair" in the small world?

Later, he finally understood, and indirectly understood, how eager humans are to communicate and interact!

Even if you are facing a demon with teeth and claws, you will always be alive, and you will not be as endless empty and lonely as you are now.

It's strange, why didn't I have this feeling of isolation when I was an otaku before? That's because in the real world it is impossible to really be unrelated to other things, the so-called self-small world is just a temporary refuge in the imagination, although this is not a narrow space, on the contrary, it is boundless, but the bigger the more terrible, is this the legend... "If only you were the only one left in the world"?

Zhao Xun was in a garden at this time, sitting on a delicate little swing, couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and began to laugh at himself.

It turns out that the real emptiness is so terrible.,Now he can finally understand the feeling of Hee.,This studio。。。 It's the epitome of the half-soul world, constantly reincarnating in various environments, but no matter how exciting the process is, how large the scope of activities, and how real the details are, after all, it is not the world that you are familiar with, this is the life you will have to face as a guide in the future, a life that is many times faster than the real world today, and there is no time for you to savor the smoke and clouds of the past.

"This is neither hell nor heaven ... Is that what this means? Base... There is no such thing as heaven and hell in the true sense of the word, everything depends on the subjective consciousness of the person concerned" From the time he came to the half-soul world to the present, Zhao Xun began to savor the words that Hee said to him.

If you like it, the Red Lotus Swamp is still heaven, and if you hate it, the green mountains and green waters are also hell...

I used to be too arrogant, thinking that I could control a mini-world by mastering some programs, but the real truth is that no matter how small the space is, people are just a part, and the so-called mastery is just ridiculous obscenity.

Just like now, if you can't even go out, where can you talk about freedom? There's no Esc button for them to exit, and don't think about a simple and brutal shutdown or internet outage to end it all.

After reflecting for a while, Zhao Xun slapped himself hard, turning his trance thinking around, he is not the kind of person who will give up easily, and he doesn't want to give up, at least now it is far from the point of exhaustion. In general, the progress is still there, from the beginning of entering the studio, staring blankly at the oil paintings to passing through them to find the scene chain, and then easily finding the plaster fragments... I've gone through so many brain-burning processes, how can I give up on myself in finding an exit?

Zhao Xun's concept is like this, allow yourself to suffer, allow yourself to be confused, and allow yourself to be decadent, but! Don't take too long, and when despair runs out, it's time to start looking for hope.

"Mirroring can allow me to enter a new world and step into the space in front of me, so there must be something corresponding to me that can walk back again!"

"Calm down, calm down, think about it, what is the way back, will it be to go through all the oil paintings, and then finally you can rush out? It's also possible" Anyway, there is no other good way now, Zhao Xun stood up and continued to the next painting.

As long as it is something that can reflect light, but does not reflect shadows, it is the door that connects the paintings to the paintings.

Waterholes, mirrors, glass, silverware... Zhao Xun first looks for these things every time he goes to a new world in the painting, and this time he silently counted through a few scenes in his heart, there are thirty-seven paintings, and I don't remember exactly how many of them have been walked through before, but according to this estimate, I can always finish after more than a dozen or twenty times of conversion.

If there is another person standing outside in the studio, he can see a strange sight, a young man holding a misshapen plaster cast figure moving in the painting, as in a cartoon, and then either throwing himself into a river or breaking a mirror, in short, when he disappears into one frame, he can be seen in another painting, although he is not moving through the adjacent paintings, but in a disorganized manner.

If he came to a certain environment with a relatively large area, then Zhao Xun ran with his legs open, and his speed increased to the extreme, which was also the first time he had used the third skill of removing flames and air control for so long since he started the exam - God Speed.

Even he didn't realize that his body had evolved again since he had that dream in the endless darkness! The alien creature with a huge figure in the dream has upgraded his strength a lot under his confused acquiescence, but now Zhao Xun has not noticed and cannot control these powerful magic hidden in his body, but his endurance in all aspects is indeed a qualitative leap, so let alone running fast like this, even if he maintains the blue flame for a long time like before, there will be no more overconsumption.

When he came to a world in a painting again, Zhao Xun finally stopped, and burst into a foul language, "XX's... What is this XX situation! ”

The scenery in front of him is too familiar to him, grasslands, lakes, mountains, blue sky... All this should have been an incomparably refreshing and tranquil picture, but in Zhao Xun's eyes, it was like the Nine Hells, extremely terrifying! (To be continued.) )