Is this cartoonist mentally ill?

In a narrow room.

In a bungalow with an area of ​​less than 20 square meters, a staggering amount of items are crowded and stacked like toothpaste.

It’s really sad that so many things are piled up in a room of less than 20 square meters. It’s a pity that this room should not be used as a warehouse.

Among them, the most stacked things in the room were sheets of drawing paper, covered with vivid cartoons.

In the innermost part of the room away from the door, on an equally narrow bed, a delicate and thin man was lying there with his eyes closed.

The man's facial features looked quite good, but his pale and motionless knife-cut face always made people feel like he was dead.

At this moment, there were sudden rapid knocks at the door of the room.

Before the man could respond, an impatient voice came directly from outside the door, "Lin Qingshan! I have a call for you!"

The pale man stood up instantly, but the next moment, he turned to face the ground, coughed hard, and spit out dozens of white pills.

Lin Qingshan sighed, "What the hell, what kind of sleeping pill is this? Why is it so hard to swallow?"

He wiped the saliva from his mouth, stood up slowly, and walked out of the room barefoot.

After he got up, he realized that the bed he was lying on was not a bed, but a rusty fitness iron frame with a white washed single mattress on it.

Next to this "bed", there was a medicine bottle and a half-drunk glass of water. The label on the medicine bottle had the words "Clonazepam Tablets" printed on it.

…

Lin Qingshan walked out of his rental house and walked slowly and barefoot to a convenience store outside.

"Lin Qingshan, there is a phone number for you here." The landlord pointed casually and put the convenience store's landline phone receiver aside, obviously waiting for the person to answer the phone.

Lin Qingshan's lips curved into a grateful smile, "Thank you so much, Uncle Dong!"

Then he stepped forward and took the landline phone receiver, put it to his ear, and said, "Hello, I'm Lin Qingshan!"

The landlord opened his mouth, and said with some anger and helplessness, "There is no Dong in my name... What does this guy mean by calling me Uncle Dong all the time?"

But this kid has always been abnormal, so he shouldn't care about it.

Lin Qingshan's voice was heard on the other end of the microphone, and a crisp and excited voice suddenly came, "Yes! Hello! Mr. Qingshan, this is the comic editing department of Manjie Culture Company!"

Lin Qingshan suddenly realized, "Oh, it turns out to be the place where I submitted comics before. That's great. To be honest, you are quite lucky."

"Very lucky?" Ito Ayumi was stunned for a moment, "Teacher, what do you mean?"

"It's like this. If you call me later, I might go back to my hometown." Lin Qingshan said seriously, "You will definitely not be able to find me by then."

Ayumi Ito suddenly realized, "So that's it. Teacher, do you have time to come to our Manga Culture Company? We have high expectations for your work "Edge Walker" and look forward to cooperating with you to explore this in depth. The commercial value of this work!”

"Wait, something seems wrong..." However, at this moment, Ito Ayumi heard a confused voice from the other side of the phone.

"What's wrong? Teacher Aoyama?" Ito Ayumi's heart tightened.

"I remember that my work was "Cyberpunk 2077: Edgewalker", not "Edgewalker"." A confused voice came from the microphone and said.

Ayumi Ito suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, but she didn't feel strange and said, "Yes, teacher, your work is "Cyberpunk 2077: Edgewalker", so when can you come to us to discuss cooperation?"

Lin Qingshan thought for a while and said, "Then wait a moment. Where is your company?"

"Ah? Wait?" Ito Ayumi was stunned for a moment, a little unexpected, "Is it too hasty to wait? I haven't prepared the contract or anything..."

Lin Qingshan blinked and said, "How about tomorrow?"

Ayumi Ito seemed to notice the anxiety in Lin Qingshan's words, and asked cautiously, "Teacher, do you have anything important to do over there?"

"Yes." A serious voice came from the other side of the phone, "It's a major matter related to my life... Because I haven't eaten for a long time, and I want to have a meal with you... By the way, does your company have a canteen?"

Ayumi Ito suddenly felt that the man on the other side of the phone... seemed a little different from ordinary people?

Ayumi Ito opened her mouth and whispered, "Our company does not have a canteen...but! I can treat you to a meal, teacher! Please be sure to bring the original manga and ID card with you!"

"Then I'll be at your place tomorrow morning." Lin Qingshan's eyes lit up and he said.

Ayumi Ito showed a forced smile and responded, "Okay..."

"Beep beep beep——" The person on the phone hung up the phone.

Ayumi Ito put down the phone and heard that some teachers in the industry had very strange personalities. Wouldn't she just meet such a teacher?

…

After hanging up the phone, Lin Qingshan hummed again and slowly returned to the rental house behind the convenience store.

Soon, he will be able to eat delicious rice and have an income from a job.

With the income from work, he will have financial support for his next attempt to travel back to his hometown!

In this way, he might be able to travel back in time soon!

That's right, Lin Qingshan's soul is a time traveler.

What he just told Ayumi Ito about returning to his hometown was to travel back to his previous life.

But for Lin Qingshan, time travel is an unfortunate thing, not something he likes to see.

He doesn't like this world, yes, after all, he is alone in this world and has no worries.

Although the country in this world is powerful, unknown changes almost suddenly occur at a certain point in time.

However, Lin Qingshan was very sure that it was not some senior time traveler who caused the world to undergo earth-shaking changes.

Because there is no big explosion in the development of science and technology in this world, and American technology even continues to overwhelm the Republic.

The time point he traveled through now is the same as in his previous life, but the development of technology is still a bit slow, and smartphones have not yet appeared!

This is a parallel world.

At the same time, everything in the previous life has been changed beyond recognition. There is no Apple, no Huawei, and naturally there is no "Shounen Jump", no "Dragon Ball", and no sea of ​​​​fire.

But instead, there are other equally powerful companies and equally wonderful comic works.

It is precisely because of this that Lin Qingshan decided to use his three-legged cat comic skills from his previous generation to become a professional cartoonist (wen) and painter (chao) (gong).

Then make money and go back to your hometown!

However, there is another lucky thing about him...

"The system is old!" Lin Qingshan shouted directly while lying on the bed.

Suddenly, a high-tech virtual interface that only he could see suddenly appeared in front of him.

[Host: Lin Qingshan]

[Abilities: Hard Drive Memory (Diamond), Movie Grade Storyboard (Platinum), Painting Kaleidoscope (Master)]

[Points: 250]

At the same time, there are three options on the page: mall, lottery, and fusion enhancement.

Precisely because of the system, the system also gave 10,000 points and the master-level ability to draw kaleidoscope in the novice gift package.

He is able to adapt the "Edgewalker" anime in his memory into comics almost effortlessly.

Master Painting Kaleidoscope, as the name suggests, gives him the master level ability to master various painting styles and various painting techniques.

He can use abstraction, realism, impressionism, etc., even ink painting and Chinese-style splash-ink painting with ease.

Coupled with the ability to hard drive memory, he can remember the memories of past lives quite clearly in his mind.

Even after the memory was completely hard-disked, he could still vividly remember the memories of his infancy.

It shouldn't be too easy to reproduce the world-famous paintings "Starry Moon Night", "Mona Lisa" and "The Scream" that he had seen in his previous life.

But unfortunately, it takes too much time to make money through traditional art.

Lin Qingshan didn't want to die. Only the works he plagiarized could be sold at a good price.

And the task requirements for earning system points are...

He looked at the task page of the system page——

【Current task-

Nobody: Create a work of any type, and the work has been praised by three people. The current progress is 2/3 (100 points)

Freshman: Let ten people know your name and have a deep impression on you. Current progress is 3/10 (100 points)

Born to be talented: Show your talents and change the world! Depending on the degree of change, rewards are given at different stages! (Unknown reward)]

Although the task is not limited in time, Lin Qingshan cannot wait long. He has always been impatient and action-oriented!

Then he might as well draw comics. Drawing comics would make money faster, so he exchanged them for movie-level storyboards.

As for choosing the anime "Cyberpunk 2077: Edgewalker", it was just out of interest.

Cyberpunk, this type of work seems to have not appeared in this world yet. The founder of the sect always has more chances of success.

There are already many hot-blooded boy comics like Sea of ​​Death in this world, and drawing such comics may not necessarily attract many comic fans.

So he simply took a gamble, betting that "Cyberpunk 2077: Edgewalker", a cyberpunk work that had never appeared in this parallel world, would be the first to win, at least to attract the attention of comic editors!

Now it seems that his choice is really right. After all, he will even be able to have a meal soon!

"System boss, this sleeping pill is too hard to swallow. It's so dry that I can't even swallow it after drinking half a glass of water." Lin Qingshan smacked his mouth and said.

"If the host takes sleeping pills just for a good sleep, the difficulty in swallowing may be due to the host's nervousness, throat inflammation, etc. It is recommended that the host relaxes or treats the inflammation and swelling of the throat." Lin Qingshan's cold voice was the only voice in the system One person could hear it, and the words seemed completely devoid of emotion.

Although this system can hold conversations, it is actually more like the artificial intelligence GPT of the previous life, with the beauty of artificial retardation.

"If the host takes sleeping pills to end his own life, he needs to take a large amount of sleeping pills. More than 5 pills will make it difficult to swallow, and more than 10 pills will block the esophagus with a diameter of only 2-3 cm. At the same time, there are some parts in the sleeping pills. The ingredients prevent the host from swallowing large amounts of pills, which can be quite painful for the host."

"So the system advises the host not to take sleeping pills to end his life."

Lin Qingshan scratched his head, "I don't want to commit suicide, I just want to go back."

"I've been here too long, my kitten will miss me~" He yawned, and after a while he snored weakly but rhythmically.

In the dream, he seemed to have returned to his hometown, and his little calico cat named Lv Shui had turned into a cat lady and said to him, "Welcome home, master~"