Chapter 151: Innocent White
"I'm sorry, sir. Your credit balance is 17,000 yuan, which is no longer enough for this payment, do you choose another way to pay?"
"Why is there only so much left?"
Blair looked at the cashier in front of him respectfully handing over the credit card in some surprise, with some confusion on his face, but within a second he reacted.
"Damn, I forgot to buy Susan a set of Jellens' windbreaker coat a few days ago, and by the way, I picked out a Bulgari youth watch for myself, plus the expenses of the past few days, is that the amount of money that those guys have opened for themselves this month?"
Blair patted his forehead a little helplessly, then turned his head and said to the tall girl beside him in a negotiating tone, "Susan, if we buy less, my quota for this month is about to run out, and if we don't save a little, we may only be able to stay in a motel for the remaining ten days." β
Blair's female companion Susan subconsciously tightened the various bags in her hands, looking reluctant. Before Blair could speak, she was already coquettish.
"Honey, but I really like these cosmetics and bags! See if you can find a way, let's buy them all! Luna has them, and if I don't have them, they will be bullied and ridiculed. β
Susan looked at Blair expectantly, grabbed the bag in her hand, and refused to put it down.
"Obedient, dear. Wait until next month, let's buy it again, okay, I really don't have a quota this month, or, you pick one first, let's buy it, and the rest will come back next month, okay?"
Blair looked at Susan in front of him with a doting expression, clumsily and cautiously coaxing her, trying to get her to change her mind.
But he didn't know that it was precisely because of his performance that the girl in front of him became more and more righteous and ate him.
"No, you see, this bag doesn't fit me very well. β
Susan hugged him like a little girl, trying to get her hands on these long-coveted cosmetics and bags. After all, there are not many Kaizi like Blair, so naturally he has to squeeze every cent of his value clean, otherwise he hasn't played so many tricks with him in vain these days, and the old lady's buttocks are still hurting!
"Okay, okay, we'll buy it today. Wait a minute, I'll call home. β
Susan, who finally got her wish, smiled sweetly, "Well, you go quickly, I'll wait for you." β
Brian took out the phone and prepared to call Mr. Dauphiny to see if he could advance a little money in advance, thinking that it should not be difficult for the Excellency to attach importance to himself.
"Duh... Duh..."
The phone rang, and just as Brian was thinking about how to speak to Mr. DauphinΓ© later, a familiar sensation came over him.
"It's... How is this possible..."
Brian froze in place, and before his mind could react, the pain that penetrated deep into his soul had already surrounded him.
At this moment, the blue tendons on his face were exposed, the light blue veins were deeply exposed, the eyes on his pale face were not focused, he trembled uncontrollably, and his fingers were waving aimlessly in the air, as if he was painting something.
Susan, who was not far from him, was the first to notice that something was wrong with Blair, after all, the girl had been watching him, after all, if you want to take these expensive bags and cosmetics home, you can only rely on yourself to know this Kaizi.
So when Blair was out of the ordinary, she was the first to notice it.
"Honey, what's wrong with you?"
When Susan stepped forward and was about to show her skills again, she realized that Blair seemed to be really wrong, and she just thought that Blair had repented.
It's just that before she could take a step, a feeling of palpitations kept coming over, and Susan, the shopping guide around her, and several customers suddenly collapsed to the ground, constantly squirming, and constantly letting out all kinds of meaningless moans.
Powerful psionic fluctuations spread out from Blair's body, frantically radiating his pain to all the life forms around him.
Let them feel their pain too.
That's right, Blair is the psionic with the gift of foresight that Simon occasionally saved two months ago.
In the past two months, Blair can be said to have been the happiest period after awakening his talent, neither having to endure all the whispers that suddenly appeared in his mind, nor having to endure the torture and research of the prophets.
All he had to do was play in peace, and the mysterious lord not only left a way to control his terrible abilities, but also added a large amount of money to his credit card every month for him to spend as he pleased.
Seventeen-year-old Blair felt that heaven on earth was nothing more than that, especially after he met Susan.
She must have been an angel given to me by the Most High Father.
It's just that just now, Blair, who thought that he had completely controlled his ability, was suddenly pulled by a qi machine, and his talent for foresight was suddenly activated.
Murmuring, whispering, images, afterimages, countless strange and inexplicable fragments poured into his mind like crazy.
Blair trembled in place, no longer visible in his eyes, only a cloudy white pupil, and he subconsciously wanted to draw those pictures.
It's just that there is no pen and paper!
But he didn't have to wait long, and after a while, someone put the prepared drawing board, drawing paper, and all kinds of paint that might be used in front of him.
Blair then grabbed a Renoir series 12 grayscale drawing pencil and began to draw.
At the same time, Simon's personnel who had been sent to watch over Blair endured the pain of psionic agitation, and began to clean up the scene as little as possible so that no one could disturb him.
Sand, sand, sand!!
The tip of the pen moves rapidly on the paper, and the rough lines begin to build into a picture.
Festive courtyard. The lively guests and the laughter of the banquet quickly appeared on the drawing paper, making people know that this was a lively party at a glance. It's just that these pictures didn't last long, and with a turn of Blair's brushstrokes, the whole style of painting changed abruptly.
Scattered bloodstains and broken limbs littered the courtyard.
In the rain that was falling, a monstrous creature crawling out of the belly of a pregnant woman was feasting on the head of a tall man with a crowbar.
The man who had been staring at Blair next to him inadvertently glanced at the picture he had written, only to feel a chill welling up from the bottom of his heart, and he shivered in place.
On the top of the picture, behind the head of the evil thing that is feasting, I don't know why there is suddenly a little more blank, which seems extraordinarily abrupt, extraordinarily dazzling, and very incongruous.
But its author, Blair, didn't care much, and he continued to paint at a rapid pace.
Sand, sand, sand!
The pencil in Blair's hand was like an eraser, obviously a black and gray lead, but it was a white color.
At the same time, the pencil in Blair's hand began to turn white, and soon it turned pure white and disappeared from his hand. But Blair didn't seem to notice it, as if he was still drawing with a pencil in his hand.
Large white dots appeared on the drawing paper, and the evil creature in the picture was still feasting, even if the pregnant woman under it had completely turned white, it did not know it.
Gradually, large expanses of snow white occupied the paper, and only after all traces on the picture were covered with pure white, did the rustling of the tip of the brush completely stop.
In the mall, Blair's original location was empty, and all disappeared, along with the personnel sent by Simon and several customer cashiers who had been involved.
Only the uncolored piece of paper on the drawing board remains.
White is pure, white is innocent, white is disgusting.
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The small town of Inmouth.
It is a small town adjacent to the sea, with beautiful scenery and pleasant climate, which often appears on the recommendation of major tourist towns on the Internet, and many tourists come to visit every year. Many visitors visit once and then often come back at a later date.
So the economic development of this town is very good, which you can see from the fact that it has a seventeen-storey town hospital, how can other towns have the financial resources to build a town hospital.
The town is in a striking deep-sea hospital.
At the moment, on the seventeenth floor, in the dean's office.
A middle-aged man in a white lab coat with meticulous hair combed is struggling to write.
Not far from his desk, a hammerhead shark about a meter long suddenly jumped out of the huge fish tank, and then floated in the air and swam to the middle-aged man.
"Howard, I have another brother dead, it's so wonderful, oh hehehe!!"
"Do you know who it is?" the middle-aged man named Howard continued to write his paper without raising his head.
"I don't know. I couldn't sense the slightest message about its death, it seemed as if it had been erased silently and instantly, even my father's gaze on it was erased. The hammerhead shark shook its head, its sharp teeth eager to bite something.
For example, this particularly unpleasant guy in front of you.
It's just that in the end, it still didn't take a bite, after all, what it possessed now was just a piece of seafood, and it didn't want to add food to the monster in front of it.
"But I can see the consciousness of the minutes before it died, and it encountered someone from the Bernese Society of Science and a little bug with some strength. The shark thought about it, but finally said what it knew.
"Bern Academy?" the middle-aged man paused, and after a moment's thought, he directly rejected its conjecture. "No way, Albert, the last apocalyptic warlock, is dead, and he doesn't have enough power left behind to wipe out your brother, even if it's still mutilated and deformed. β
As for the little bug with only a little strength, he didn't care at all.
"I think so. Maybe it was someone who looked at my father's dislike to erase it easily, you must know that this planet has now been noticed by many great beings, I am afraid that once the secret agreement ends, this place can become a new place of bloody war. β
The hammerhead shark gloated and kept cruising around the middle-aged man, "If you want me to say that this place is much more lively now than when your world was about to be destroyed, I also saw the moon servant of the moon of the moon of death two days ago." Compared to the last mass extinction, this time there are so many more eyes on me. β
"After all, you've been there!"
"Yes, I will never forget that scene. The middle-aged man raised his head suddenly, pinched the hammerhead shark cruising beside him, and shoved it straight into his large mouth full of triple sharp teeth at the base of his ear.
Click, click, chew, he kept talking.
"Of course I've experienced it. The earth has turned into sludge, the sea has turned into fishy water, the sun in the sky is no longer bright, flies and insects are all over the sky, my people have become ugly monsters, hordes of evil things have haunted my country, countless eyes full of malice have watched the whole continent, like scavenging vultures swarming up and enjoying the supreme carnival. β
"My servant begged for salvation at the feet of the Most High Father, but what awaited me was a glorious judgment, and the whole world was reduced to nothing in the flames and light. β
Howard gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned his head in the direction of the fish tank and said, "You say, am I very experienced?"
"That's pretty experienced. Another blue-striped shark jumped out of the tank and continued to swim in the air.
"Then what now, my father has not sown many seeds in this world, the secret contract is about to end, if there is no seed to grow, I am afraid that we will be the first to go out? This is a rare opportunity, Gerald's strength is no longer enough to continue to guard the body of Nurgle, and countless great beings have already looked at it. β
"It doesn't matter, I've already arranged it, and the Tide Caller will continue to stir up the storm, and when the secret agreement is over, I should be able to open a passage to bring your true body down and occupy a qualification. β
Howard carefully corrected his forthcoming paper, and only after making sure that it was correct, did he speak, "It will depend on the strength of my great master, your father." β
"Really? It's a simple, boring plan, not even a plan. The shark muttered discontentedly.
Howard ignored its muttering, got up and walked outside, he had another operation later.
"What's the use of planning in a world that has been targeted by all kinds of beings? Maybe the chess pieces you just laid out today will be eaten by the family members of some great being tomorrow. β
.....
Blair disappeared into the mall, now surrounded by a heavy cordon, and the police asked for confessions one by one, checking the surveillance, trying to figure out what was going on.
No one noticed that at the gate not far from the cashier of the mall, a figure appeared leisurely on the glass next to it.
Simon quietly looked at the white paper placed on the drawing board, and the words of yesterday's uninvited guest, the Corpse Soul Lord Bane, kept coming to his ears.
"The secret covenant is coming to an end, and the world is the altar. β
"The winner kills all, and the loser gives everything. β