244 Not So Strong Power (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
"I'm your mentor!" Lao Liu roared angrily, his face flushed, "I have taught you my most powerful two witchcraft theories, 'Wizard's Will' and 'Mind Balancing Spell'!" ”
"Is that how you treat your mentor?"
Lao Liu was angry.
It's the kind that really explodes.
Boom~
Fly ash annihilation.
Of course, he quickly ran out from the depths of his soul again, pointing at Lin An and scolding.
Lin An rolled his eyes, he didn't bother to pay attention to this thing, but his ugly head found fun and scolded Lao Liu.
"You're the one who gouged out my eyes to Lin An, right?!"
"Who are you, go aside!"
"I'm Nima!"
"I'm Nima!"
The two were arguing, and a figure crept over from the depths of his heart, taking advantage of Lao Liu's excitement and not paying attention, he violently brandished a big stick and smashed it on the back of Lao Liu's head.
The force of the volley was so great that Lao Liu's whole body shook around, and he looked back in disbelief with wide eyes.
It's his original doppelganger.
When the former boss Lao Liu saw him coming, he waved the big stick violently.
Boom~
Lao Liu completely fell to the ground and couldn't afford it.
"Oh~" The former boss Lao Liu raised his head comfortably and groaned, "Cool! ”
"Well done!" The Earth Whale Witch and the other wizards who had been eroded by Lao Liu all ran out and screamed at this scene.
This made the former boss Lao Liu even more proud, tilting his head crossed, his nostrils facing everyone, full of snort, "I have wanted to do this for a long time!" ”
"Yes!" The Earth Whale Witch waved her thin little fist, "That's how it should be, we don't have to be afraid of him at all, we're dead, he's dead, everyone is the same." ”
At this moment, Lao Liu, who was killed by a stick, angrily ran out from the depths of his soul again, and looked at his former boss Lao Liu coldly, "You! ”
He trembled with anger, "You are me, how can you help them hurt me together!" ”
The former boss, Lao Liu, snorted coldly, "Who is with you is yourself!" ”
As he spoke, he waved his hand, "Big guy, shoulder to shoulder, beat him!" ”
The role model of success is so important, the former boss Lao Liu completely broke the terrible image of Kapok Liu Yuanmou, a powerful wizard. Oh, so after you died, everyone was the same.
In this case, there are so many of them, and there is only one Liu Yuanmou, and he is afraid of a chicken!
Hit him~~!
"Don't, don't come here!" Liu Yuanmou let out a terrible cry.
In front of the computer screen, Lin An and the ugly head looked at each other with strange expressions.
Boom~
A figure rushed over from a distance, slammed the screen, his face was twisted on the screen, and the clown face laughed wildly at Lin An off-screen, "Hahahahaha~~~"
But after a while, he was beaten together by Liu Yuanmou, who fell to the ground, with his legs pulled as a meat pad.
beat this group of people crazy, and they didn't bother to pay attention to the neurosis of clown face, and when they saw him and Liu Yuanmou pulling together, they simply beat them together.
“……”
Lin An's heart is becoming more and more like a vegetable market, noisy, tsk.
He shook his head, a little helpless.
Syllable~
I tapped the keyboard, the computer screen lit up, and those inexplicable figures finally disappeared.
Putting his energy back into his work, Lin An was ready to start painting a new spiritual portrait.
The wizard's spirituality was too extreme for the art materials used in game development, and he didn't want to come up with any more indescribable modeling.
It also has to draw the spirituality of ordinary people.
Compared with the spirituality of transcendents who are eroded by knowledge (witchcraft refining, furnace discipline) and spiritual aura, the spirituality of ordinary people is more simple, and there is an extremely strong sense of environmental society.
Although it appears to be individual, it bears the traces of collectivity.
Human beings, after all, are social animals, and most of the spirituality brewed by the traces of past life is also related to 'people to people'.
On the contrary, the transcendent person has a feeling of detachment from the environment, and most of the transcendent worlds, whether at home or abroad, are also deformed, and it is difficult to really provide people with a good living environment in between.
The Knights of the Antler Witch Hunt are apparently aware of this problem as well, and each member has their own profession in the ordinary world.
Professor Cao is a professor at the university, Dr. Zhang opened a traditional Chinese medicine hall, and by the way, he helped villagers repair household appliances, Chen Fugui sold beef in the vegetable market, Brother Da Zhuang taught belly dancing, and Yan Zidu, who wore a coat, set up a stall in the park to tell fortunes......
Lin An is painting the spirituality of Chen Chen, one of the two project leaders of the Art Department.
The father, who happily had triplets in his daughters, had gray sideburns early and claimed to be happy white, but his spirituality was not the same.
His spirituality looks like a mass of red earth with rough grains on the surface and covered with meteorite impact craters that resemble the moon.
Each pit conveys a strong sense of powerlessness and struggle.
Every pit is constantly collapsing and bulging, as if it is fighting with itself, constantly mustering up the courage to face external pressure, and constantly unable to bear the collapse and fall.
Then puff up vigorously again.
It made it look like a heart, full of tiredness, a sluggish but powerful beat.
Lin An has seen a lot of rhythm-like spirituality, on the subway in the morning rush hour, in the crowded office elevators, and in the crowd waiting for the green light on the zebra crossing......
There are middle-aged men who are dull and hiding at the corner of the stairs smoking cigarettes, there are women who are holding their mobile phones and yelling hysterically, and there are female social animal employees who have red eyes but still hold on to make their faces smile......
There are so many, thousands of kinds of spirituality, but the rhythm is so similar.
In this highly developed commercial city, there are too many such tired people.
In fact, they can't bear so much hardship, but they don't dare to relax at all, and they are always on the verge of collapse, but they stubbornly refuse to be defeated.
In other words, they have too many reasons, even if they are knocked down by life, they still struggle to get up and meet more pouring rain.
For a dream? For the sake of the family? For posterity? To achieve self-worth? For someone else's approval?
There are too many, each with its own reasons.
Some are not even for anything, they are so depressed and numb to live, so struggling to bear the pressure of life and still refusing to fall, just to live like a person.
But they don't know what it means to live as a person.
At the very least, it's enough to work for a good-sounding company, get a good-sounding wage, maintain a decent sounding life, and be busy every day without looking like an idler without being looked down upon.
The fantasies of my youth have all dissipated like smoke, and all that remains is a weak gasp after exhaustion, longing for some peace.
"Oh~~"
The ugly head hummed a song on Lin An's knees, raised his head and looked at the spiritual portrait that Lin An was drawing, his expression was very uncomfortable, "God, Lin An, I feel that there is a kind of despair in this painting!" ”
It was obviously a little puzzled, "Didn't you analyze and say that you don't draw the spirituality of the transcendental?" ”
Lin An pursed his lips and looked at it faintly, "No, it is the spirituality of ordinary people, in fact, ordinary people, like transcendents, are mostly confused and desperate." ”
"They can't see the future, only the present that keeps repeating, and even as they get older, the sense of powerlessness grows stronger, and they even stay in the past."
"Wow~~" The head exclaimed, "It's better to be a transcendent, at least there is a chance to fight." ”
"Same." Lin An raised his eyebrows, he was lucky to have come into contact with so many bigwigs, but most wizards were actually worse than ordinary people.
He leaned back on the back of his office chair, staring at the portrait he had concocted, thinking.
Chen Chen's spirituality is very representative, and it also seems to fit the theme of the game - despair and struggle.
And the most interesting part is here.
The world of ordinary people is different from the otherworld, and despair is not so intense despair, struggle, nor is it the kind of extremely morbid or extreme pre-dying struggle.
It merges into every ordinary day and night, and looks longer and soothing.
But it is this kind of soothing that seems to contain a strong vitality, so tenacious.
Lin An's eyes lit up, and he set up a model again, mobilizing spirits to assist brain recall, and planned to start drawing similar spirits in large quantities.
There are too many such materials.
It's so common.
"Draw hundreds of them and fill them in every corner of the game to set the tone of the game!"
At the same time, Lin An is also very curious about this not so extreme but resilient life force.
He looks forward to what he might find after drawing a lot.
Wizards, are you really going to go to extremes?
He actually had doubts.
Everyone is saying that wizards are monsters of emotions, but do emotions really have to go to extremes to have the strongest power?
(End of chapter)