Soul Painter

　　 The sunset has slanted.

　　 The lights in the dormitory have not been turned on yet.

　　 The last ray of sunlight came in from the window, with a parting night.

The cool spot of light is reflected on the fifty paintings of Gao Fan spreading on the ground, so that the masterpiece of "Hell's Gate" is reproduced in the dormitory. The change and overlap of light and shadow make this not-so-excellent imitation a little more. The rhythm of life.

　　 The people who climbed the cliff seemed to come to life at this moment. They were so horrified that they looked at the cliff behind them, their fingers that could not bear their own weight, trembling, as if they would fall into the abyss of despair in a second...

　　 The number in front of Gao Fan quietly +1.

　　 has become 100/100.

　　 And Lin Senhao murmured: "There must be something terrible under the cliff..."

　　 I'm going!

　　 Gao Fan only felt a surprise.

　　 I didn't expect Lin Senhao to contribute the last point of SAN value.

　　 I really can't find any place to break through the iron shoes.

　　 Gao Fan jumped up and grabbed Lin Senhao's shoulder with excitement: "I invite you to dinner! Have a big meal!"

but.

Then what?

　　 After this value is full.

what will happen……

Gao Fan felt a tidal-like fatigue, spreading from the end of the sky, from all over the world, from the eternal universe, and swallowed him in an instant. He realized that he was about to fall asleep, so he swayed. He threw himself on his bed and murmured: "Wait for tomorrow..."

　　Huh.

　　 Gao Fan has entered the dark and sweet dreamland.

　　 Lin Senhao was made inexplicably, he was given a pigeon before he could refuse the meal? It feels a bit subtle and unwilling...

　　……

dreaming.

　　 Gao Fan knew that he was in a dream.

　　 He just felt like he was falling all the time.

　　 If he is willing to keep it, he seems to be able to fall into the wasteland.

　　 There is a bottomless darkness beneath my feet.

　　 Then there was light passing by.

　　 That light is a key.

　　 An exquisite silver key.

Huh?

　　 He picked up the silver key and immediately felt the message conveyed in it.

　　‘...You have obtained a door, but don’t pry into the truth behind the door...’

　　 There was a low, hoarse voice speaking to Gao Fan.

Huh?

　　 This is clearly a key, why is it said that it is a door?

　　This key... where did it come from?

　　 on the head?

　　 Gao Fan raised his head, he saw...everything.

　　 Boom!

A large amount of information flooded into Gao Fan’s eyes like colorful colors. Not only his sight, but also every inch of his body’s skin, he received the baptism of knowledge. At this moment, Gao Fan seemed to be standing naked in the storm. Once I discovered that the matter of'knowing' carried a weight that life could not bear.

　　 A hoarse voice whispered in Gao Fan's ear: "You must not open that door, you must not pry into the truth behind the door... The infinite connection is eternal and you and I will eventually go crazy..."

　　 嗬 嗬 嗬 ......! !

　　 Gao Fan felt that he must now be like a polio patient with a drooling mouth, because he used every bit of effort to lower his head.

　　 The brain is humming.

　　 is like countless trains roaring to and fro, racing in the brain.

　　 It seems that half of the stars of the Milky Way have been stuffed into his brain, and countless supernova explosions are rising and falling one after another.

　　 He can't even distinguish between dream and reality.

　　 He should have woke up.

　　 Because his head hits the bedpost, it hurts terribly.

　　 But the world has become so noisy that he has no time to notice his pain, and even needs pain to stabilize the absurd world.

You see, all the constant sceneries are distorted as if they are about to be disillusioned, the space is distorted, the sky is distorted, the stars are distorted... This made him understand why Van Gogh drew the distorted "Starry Sky" because of this. It is the real world in the eyes of the painter after the collapse of sanity.

Ha ha ha ha ha!

　　 He laughed uncontrollably.

　　 He waved his arms frantically, as if to contribute everything to the supreme ‘distortion’, because this is the ultimate meaning of life.

I'm going crazy……

　　 The only reason reminded him.

　　No, I'm crazy...

　　 The last reason said.

　　 At this time, an inorganic sound that penetrated the mist resounded in Gao Fan's ears.

　　 "It is detected that the host's SAN value is lower than the warning limit, and the remedial procedure is started immediately."

　　 It was as if someone had opened his brain, pouring a lot of ice and snow into it.

　　 was madly buried by ice and snow.

　　 Reason returned to this body.

　　 The world in Gao Fan's eyes changed from distorted to normal, and he became able to face the world squarely again.

　　 The first thing that catches the eye is a line of words written in blood on the floor of the dormitory.

　　‘Infinite connection is eternal and you and I will eventually go crazy! ’

　　……

　　 When Lin Senhao returned to the bedroom.

　　 found that Gao Fan was doing sanitation, with a white bandage wrapped around his head, looking like the milkmaid described by Miller.

　　 "It's really strange, I've never seen you do dormitory sanitation. You slept for 24 hours and then became a man again...Well, is this blood? You murdered?"

　　 Lin Senhao noticed the red on the rag in Gao Fan's hand and the red in the basin.

　　 "Familiarity, I will slander you like I did." Gao Fan just wiped out the line of blood on the ground. Of course, he went to the clinic to bandage the wound first, and then came back to deal with the traces on the ground.

　　 Lin Senhao looked at Gao Fan suspiciously, and then looked around. He soon discovered that there were a lot of blood stains on the bedding on Gao Fan's bed. Before he could deal with it, his expression became serious.

"Did you find it..." Gao Fan dropped the rag, stood up slowly, staring at Lin Senhao, "Twenty-one years of being incognito. Today is the showdown. My surname is Ma, Jiajue, and the nickname is given by the people of the rivers and lakes. 'One hammer fixes the universe, the little prince of quadrakill'...hmm~www.novelmt.com~ doesn't rhyme too much."

　　 "Fork!" Lin Senhao vomited, "You are 21st this year, and you have been incognito for 21 years. Obviously, you are reborn."

　　 "Superficial, this is called rebirth, a systematic rebirth." Gao Fan stretched his waist and looked around. He had already cleaned up a lot, at least not like a crime scene.

　　 "If you bring the system, you should be sensible first, and make yourself a normal person." Lin Senhao lay on his bed, ignoring Gao Fan.

　　 and Gao Fan began to study his own system.

　　 should be the system.

　　 This ‘door’ that ‘God’ gave him.

　　 Now the number in front of Gao Fan's eyes is more than the simple form of 0/100.

　　 but there is something similar to the menu.

It says:

　　‘Go Fan.

　　Occupation: Painter.

　　SAN value: 76/0’

　　 Of course, it's more than that.

　　 Gao Fan can also see his own ‘skill’ as a ‘painter’, which includes the three major items of ‘line’, ‘color’, and ‘structure’.

　　 line 23/100, color 44/100, structure 50/100. Obviously, if it is a hundred-point system, it will not pass.

　　 is more interesting.

　　 Gao Fan saw a ‘+’ sign after these three items, and he could increase one of them by clicking on these ‘+’ signs to consume his own SAN value.

　　 For example, Gao Fan has been troubled by his poor sketching skills. It should be improved as long as the ‘line’ is improved.

　　 Gao Fan clicked the ‘+’ after the ‘Line’ several times, and by consuming his own SAN value, he raised the ‘Line’ item to 35.

　　 1 point of SAN value for 1 point of skill value, it is very worthwhile.