Soul Painter

The sun has set.

The lights in the dormitory have not been turned on.

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

The cold light spots are reflected on the fifty paintings of Gao Fan spread on the ground, making the masterpiece "The Gates of Hell" reappear in the dormitory. The changing and overlapping of light and shadow make this not-so-great imitation a little more The rhythm of life.

The people climbing on the cliff seemed to come alive at this moment. They looked at the cliff behind them in horror, and their fingers, which could not bear their own weight, trembled, as if they would fall into the abyss of despair in the next second...

The number in front of Gao Fan quietly +1.

It became 100/100.

Lin Senhao murmured, "There must be something particularly scary under the cliff..."

I have a go!

Gao Fan felt pleasantly surprised.

Unexpectedly, Lin Senhao contributed the last bit of SAN value.

It's really hard to find a place to go through the iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it.

Gao Fan jumped up all of a sudden, and grabbed Lin Senhao's shoulder excitedly: "I treat you to dinner! Have a big meal!"

but.

Then what?

After this value is full.

What will happened……

Gao Fan felt exhaustion like a tidal wave, spreading from the end of the sky, from all over the world, from the universe, and instantly engulfed him. He realized that he was about to fall asleep, so he swayed Throwing herself on the bed, she murmured, "Wait for tomorrow..."

call.

Gao Fan has fallen into a sweet dreamland.

Lin Senhao was baffled, he was let go before he could refuse the meal? I feel a little bit unsatisfied...

...

dreaming.

Gao Fan knew that he was in a dream.

He just felt like he was falling and falling.

If he wants to keep it, he seems to be able to sink forever.

There is bottomless darkness beneath your feet.

Then a light flashed across.

That light is a key.

A fine silver key.

Huh?

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

'...You have obtained a door, but you must not pry into the truth behind the door...'

A deep and hoarse voice said to Gao Fan.

Huh?

This is clearly a key, why is it called a door?

This key... Where did it come from?

on the head?

Gao Fan looked up, he saw... everything.

boom!

A large amount of information poured into Gao Fan's eyes like colorful colors. Not only the line of sight, but also every inch of skin on his body had been baptized with knowledge. At this moment, Gao Fan seemed to be standing naked in the storm. Once discovered, "knowing" this matter itself carries a weight that life cannot 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... Infinitely connected to eternity and you and I will eventually go crazy..."

Ho ho ho ho ho...! !

Gao Fan felt that he must be like a polio patient drooling at the corner of his mouth now, because he had exhausted every ounce of strength to lower his head.

The brain is buzzing.

Like countless roaring trains running in the brain.

It was as if half of the stars in the Milky Way had been stuffed into his brain, and countless supernova explosions were ebbing and shining.

He couldn't even tell dream from reality.

He should have woken up.

Because his head hit the bedpost and it hurt like hell.

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 scenes are distorting as if they are about to be disillusioned, the space is distorting, the sky is distorting, and the stars are also distorting... This made him understand why Van Gogh painted the distorted "Starry Sky", because this It is the real world in the eyes of the painter after his sanity collapses.

Ha ha ha ha ha!

He let out an uncontrollable laugh.

He waved his arms crazily, as if he wanted to contribute everything to the incomparable 'distortion', because this is the ultimate meaning of life.

I'm going crazy……

The only rationality reminded him.

No, I'm already crazy...

Last sanity said.

At this time, an inorganic voice piercing through the fog rang in Gao Fan's ears.

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

It was as if someone had opened his brain and poured a large amount of ice and snow into it.

Madness is buried under ice and snow.

Sanity returns to this body.

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

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

'Infinity connects to eternity and you and I will eventually go mad! '

...

When Lin Senhao returned to the dormitory.

Gao Fan was found doing hygiene, with a white bandage wrapped around his head, he looked like a milkmaid described by Miller.

"It's really strange. I've never seen you clean the dormitory. You slept for twenty-four hours and then rehabilitated yourself... Well, is this blood? Did you kill someone?"

Lin Senhao noticed the red color on the rag in Gao Fan's hand, as well as the red color in the basin.

"Familiar, I will sue you for slander if you talk nonsense." Gao Fan just wiped the line of bloody books on the floor. Of course, he went to the clinic to bandage the wound first, and then came back to deal with the marks on the ground.

Lin Senhao looked at Gao Fan suspiciously, and then looked around at the surroundings. Soon he found that there were a lot of blood on the bedding on Gao Fan's bed, and before he could deal with it, his face became serious.

"Did you find out..." Gao Fan threw down the rag, stood up slowly, and stared at Lin Senhao, "I have been incognito for 21 years, today is the showdown, and I was nicknamed 'One Hammer, quadra kill the little prince'...well, doesn't quite rhyme."

"Fork!" Lin Senhao complained, "You are 21 years old this year, and you have been incognito for 21 years. You are obviously reincarnated."

"Superficial, this is called rebirth, rebirth with a system." Gao Fan stretched his waist, looked around, he had already cleaned up everything, at least it didn't look like a crime scene.

"If you have a system, you should be more rational 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.

It should be the system.

This 'door' given to him by 'God'.

The number in front of Gao Fan's eyes is not just a simple form of 0/100.

Instead, there is an additional menu-like thing.

It says:

'Gao Fan.

Occupation: Painter.

SAN value: 86/0'

Of course, it's not that simple.

Gao Fan can also look at his 'skills' as a 'painter', including the three major items of 'line', 'color' and 'structure'.

Lines 25/100, Color 44/100, Structure 50/100, obviously, if it is a hundred points system, it fails.

Even more interesting.

After these three items, Gao Fan saw a '+' sign. He can click on these '+' signs to consume his own SAN value to improve one of the items.

For example, the poor sketching skills that Gao Fan has been worrying about for a long time should be strengthened as long as the 'line' is improved.

Gao Fan tapped the '+' after the 'line' several times, and increased the 'line' to 35 by consuming his own SAN value.

It is very worthwhile to exchange 1 point of SAN value for 1 point of skill value.