My different world is game mode

"Hi! Gentlemen!"

"Tomorrow's art parade will pass by here, and we are repairing the stone statues overnight."

"There may be some danger here, you'd better stay away!"

Suddenly, several people in orange robes jumped out from the side.

They looked to be in their twenties or thirties, and they were all awakened beings with essence.

When he stopped Lindsay and Arazon, his tone was friendly, and he just planned to take them away from the square.

——Is he from the Art Association?

A few hours passed, and the management organization of the City of Thousand Sails also restored order.

So they started to maintain the scene to prevent others from accidentally coming into contact with psychedelic dreams and causing other dangerous consequences?

Lindsay asked tentatively:

"Are you from the Art Association to maintain the scene?"

After asking this question, these orange-robed artists also understood that Lindsay was an insider of this incident.

However, their answers were somewhat different from Lindsay's conjecture.

"Sir, we are from the sculptors' guild."

"The Art Association is working hard to stabilize the normal operation of the City of Thousand Sails and the entire world. Places like the Psychedelic Dream can only be temporarily looked after by civil organizations like us."

Another person said to Lindsay:

"Sir, since you know, I'll tell you straight away."

"It's very dangerous here now. For your own safety and the safety of the city, please leave quickly."

Lindsay directly stated the purpose of her visit:

"My very important companion was dragged into this psychedelic dream, and I am ready to go in and rescue her."

Orange Robe immediately spoke to dissuade him:

"Sir, the passage to the psychedelic dream has been closed."

"And we don't know if there will be any danger, so you'd better..."

Lindsay interrupted the other party’s dissuasion:

"If you are maintaining order in the city, you should know that another psychedelic dream in the Blue Zone has been opened and the trapped people inside have successfully escaped."

“That’s what I did over there.”

"..."

The two orange-robed men looked at each other in awe.

His tone and expression became complicated, and he began to communicate in a low voice:

"Entering a psychedelic dream?"

"I heard the psychedelic dreams here are very dangerous."

"Go and notify Master Rubens. This is a good opportunity to rescue the people and expand our reputation. Our guild must not miss it!"

The exchange in orange robe was completed.

Several of them left immediately to inform their companions elsewhere.

The people who stayed behind said to Lindsay:

"Sir, since you want to rescue your companions, we have no reason to stop you."

"But the psychedelic dream here has been blocked. How do you plan to open its channel?"

Lindsay glanced at Arazon:

"Use the skills of the impression channel and the corresponding tokens."

While explaining, Lindsay also brought Arazon to the place directly under the stone statue.

This time no one stopped them, and they saw the flashing blue light on the nameplate under the stone statue. The psychedelic light that permeates the city steadily and continuously leaks out from here.

"call--"

"Then I'll start."

Alazon took a deep breath, then opened his clothes and took out the paintbrush from the inner pocket.

"Lindsay, let me confirm again."

"That world is a complete reflection of reality, so I just need to draw the scenery on the street?"

Lindsay handed over the black cloud mask in her hand:

"Yes, these are the coordinates."

Arasorn took the mask and looked straight.

The one-armed painter used the floor in front of the statue as a canvas, and his essence condensed into colorful pigments, which were printed on the yellowed ancient streets.

From stroke to stroke, fluctuations in the essence appear on the brush and the ground.

Draw lines following the artist's flexible guidance.

The square, the statues, the surrounding buildings, and even every brick joint in the stone slabs on the road.

Alazon's dancing brush spreads its wings and dances, becoming the key that shuttles between reality and fantasy.

While painting, a touch of black was also guided out of the surface of the Black Cloud Mask by Alazon.

This color is used as paint.

It lays the foundation for the entire picture and becomes the color tone of Arazon's works.

"..."

"No problem, it worked."

A quarter of an hour later, Arazon handed the Black Cloud Mask back to Lindsay.

One second he let go of his mask, and the next second he breathed a sigh of relief, fell back, and sat directly on the ground.

The one-armed painter smiled bitterly and said:

"Lindsey, this mask of yours is really not simple."

"When I mobilized its breath, it felt like I was being watched by something huge. The hand holding the brush was shaking."

Lindsay patted Arazon on the shoulder:

"No way, this thing was left behind by the degenerate artist from Kuroshio Island."

"You can rest here, and I will be alone next time..."

Lindsay doesn't want to involve Arazon in a dangerous psychedelic dream.

But the one-armed painter shook his head:

"I don't have the habit of giving up halfway. Now that I'm on this pirate ship like you, I'll finish the job well."

Lindsay reminded cautiously:

"This psychedelic dream is very dangerous!"

Alazon’s attitude was firm:

"For people outside the City of Thousand Sails, there are almost no opportunities to enter psychedelic dreams; at the same time, for a painter, rare scenes are also goals worth taking risks to pursue."

"Lindsay, I have been alone in various worlds for a long time, and I have never had a reason to back down at a time like this!"

"..."

"Arazon, the favors on Mermaid Island can be settled here."

"But, Lindsay, aren't we friends who have had adventures together?"

The other party chooses to take risks with him.

The kind that puts your life on the line.

Lindsay was silent for a moment, feeling unable to express his attitude in words.

So he simply took out some food from his bag:

"Then come and eat these things."

"As soon as you recover, we'll go down immediately."

The food is delicious and delicious, with an alluring aroma wafting in front of you.

Alazon's expression was subtle. He swallowed and hesitantly accepted Lindsay's suggestion:

"Is it really okay to eat at this time?"

"Lindsay, I heard a life scholar from Volcano City say that eating before strenuous exercise can easily cause indigestion and even cause severe pain in the small intestine...ah? Well! This..."

Take the first bite of grilled fish.

Arazon's attitude was completely different.

He was completely overwhelmed by the deliciousness of Lindsay's food.

When he felt his permanently enhanced physique, his shocked expression became even more solemn:

"Lindsay, where does this food come from..."

Arasorn saw the orange-robed awakener next to him.

"Forget it, in short, this kind of food should not be given to outsiders, it may bring danger to you."

Lindsay smiled and stretched out her hand to Alazon:

"But I think it's something good that should be shared with friends."

"..."

The one-armed painter took a serious look at Lindsay.

At this time, there is no need for words between the men.

He smiled slightly, stretched out his one arm to hold Lindsay's hand, and was pulled to stand up.

Without any further delay, the two of them stepped into the entrance of the psychedelic dream together under the gaze of the orange-robed awakener next to them.