The System Exploded And I Became The System

"Hello, I'm a painter, and this is my business card."

beside.

The man took off his hat and bowed slightly to Jiang Ye, showing gentlemanly etiquette.

Looking at the business card handed out by the other party, and then looking at the man with extremely high cheekbones, Jiang Ye hesitated.

"System, turn on decryption mode."

If you are in doubt, you still have to look at the system.

"Ding~ 1,000 points will be deducted, and the one-hour decryption time will be activated."

1,000 points were instantly deducted, and it was too late for Jiang Ye to stop him.

He forgot!

The previous one-hour decryption was at a 10% discount for newcomers. I thought that these 1,000 points could be used for ten hours. The system deducted points is really unambiguous!

Decryption mode is on.

A curtain of light appeared in front of Jiang Ye, and his eyes fell on the business card handed out by the man.

‘An ordinary business card. ’

Seeing these words, Jiang Ye took the business card amid the barrage of shouts from the audience.

Name: Illustrator

Industry: Portrait Gallery

Location: Fengcheng District, outside South Railway Station.

"Friend, would you like to visit my portrait gallery? The tickets are very cheap and it's just outside the station."

The painter grinned.

This smile can only be described as terrifying.

As the owner of the museum, you come here to solicit customers in person?

"No need." Jiang Ye showed the refusal that a normal person should have.

"Don't refuse in a hurry." The portraitist said, opening the bag of the person sitting next to him.

He took out a portrait and said, "Look, how beautiful my work is."

Jiang Ye frowned slightly, wanting to put some distance between himself and ignore this vaguely greedy ghost.

But his eyes were fixed on the portrait in the other person's hand.

This style of painting, this smell...

Jiang Ye thought of the three portraits hanging on the wall in the hotel room.

"Has your painting... been sold to a hotel?"

"Oh?" The painter's grin became even more horrifying: "Have you seen my other works?"

"Seen."

"Then you should come to my portrait gallery. All my best works are there."

Hearing the painter's words, Jiang Ye looked at the painting in his hand and slowly narrowed his eyes under his glasses: "You want me to go so much?"

"No way, Brother Jiang, don't be impulsive."

"They all talk nonsense. Can you believe what the ghost says?"

"Don't go! Don't go! I just came back from a certain American player's live broadcast room. Because he believed a female ghost who said he could applaud him, he went home with the ghost and was eaten by her!"

"Ghosts cannot attack humans under certain circumstances, but in ghosts' homes, they can eat humans!"

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"How much is the ticket to your portrait gallery?"

Jiang Ye's words made many viewers in front of the screen go dark.

"Oh my god, brother, you have quota for eight people, be sure!"

Hearing Jiang Ye's words, the painter's cheekbones pulled open the corners of his mouth: "Five yuan."

Take out the bill from your pocket.

The five yuan is the bus fare and the toll to Ms. Zheng’s house.

"Then I'll go and have a look. After all...it's hard to refuse hospitality."

After handing the money to the other party, Jiang Ye pushed up his glasses, which was meaningful.

"Are you crazy? Jiang Ye, you used the money for the car. Without the money, wouldn't you be able to complete the mission?"

"Still planning to walk there? You're going to meet a ghost on the way!"

"More importantly, Brother Jiang, how can you agree to go to this ghost and go to him?!"

The audience was puzzled by Jiang Ye's series of operations.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, is this one of the seed representative players of the Dragon Kingdom?"

Hidden viewers from other countries arrived at the live broadcast room.

"I'm laughing so hard. Is this Jiang Ye some kind of great artist? Can he be fooled away by just one painting?"

"You guys from the United States, just stop talking, okay? Your people are thinking about that, and they deserve to die."

"Huh, at least that's a normal manifestation. This player from your Dragon Kingdom, risking his life and death for eight spots just for a painting, simply breaks my understanding."

Jiang Ye's live broadcast room was in chaos.

But even so, it is one of the rooms with the largest number of people among the thousands of live broadcast rooms.

Walk out of the waiting room.

The painter leads the way.

Jiang Ye also clearly saw the face of this city.

There was no one on the cold streets.

The street lights on both sides can illuminate very few places.

Dead darkness is the main feature of the entire neighborhood.

Following the painter, Jiang Ye arrived at the door of his portrait room.

"go in."

The painter's tone was a little strange.

Jiang Ye raised his eyes and looked at the facade.

An introduction to the system in decryption mode is given.

‘The Portrait Gallery is a haunted house of painters, and no sensible person would enter it. ’

Taking two steps forward, Jiang Ye came to the glass door of the portrait gallery.

A portrait near the door appeared in the eye.

‘Portrait ghosts, they will wake up from their slumber for an hour every 0:00 midnight. ’

Jiang Ye looked at the time, it was three o'clock in the morning.

"Can I visit alone? You are outside." Jiang Ye turned to the painter.

"What are you talking about? My friend."

It seems that is not possible...

His eyes fell on the painter in front of him.

‘The painter, a black-clad evil spirit, likes to draw smiling living people into the frame. ’

"Can you buy me a bottle of water?" Jiang Ye made another request.

The painter didn't speak, but his grinning mouth and silent eyes had a different meaning in the darkness.

"If there is water, I will laugh happily."

There was no logic in what Jiang Ye said.

But the painter who heard these words had a voice: "Really? My friend, you will laugh very happily?"

"real."

Hearing Jiang Ye's affirmation, the painter grinned, turned and walked towards the supermarket in the distance.

There was a burst of joy in the live broadcast room.

"Huh~ We were scared to death. Jiang Ye is still smart. Seize this opportunity and run back to the station quickly to get rid of that guy!"

"Get rid of that guy, Brother Jiang Niubi, run away now!"

Just when everyone thought Jiang Ye would run away, Jiang Ye, who was standing in the portrait gallery, walked straight in!

"What are you doing? Why are you going to someone else's house!"

Thousands of people from the Dragon Country who were still feeling lucky were completely confused.

In their opinion, the lobster got into the pot on its own!

Come to the portrait gallery.

Jiang Ye understood the urgency of time.

The palm of his hand instantly covered a painting in the corner.

"Ding~ The redemption is successful and you get a gray lottery draw."

"Nais!" Hearing the system's reliable voice, Jiang Ye's eyes turned to the other portraits in the portrait gallery!

This painting is a great treasure to him!

Palms on the second painting, on the third...

Seven paintings in a row!

After all the ghosts in the portraits on the first floor were exchanged, Jiang Ye looked to the second floor.

The store is not close, and it will take some time before the painter comes back to buy water!

He strode to the second floor.

His eyes were fixed on a painting hanging on the wall.

‘Oil painting ghosts, they wake up from their deep sleep for two hours every midnight. ’

The ghosts in these paintings on the second floor are obviously more powerful!

Without daring to hesitate, Jiang Ye grabbed the sleeping ghost with both hands.

first slide……

This time it took a long time, even longer than the time to redeem all the portrait ghosts downstairs!

A sleeping ghost is no better than a dead ghost.

The stronger the opponent, the longer it will take.

This also broke some of Jiang Ye's thoughts.

After originally understanding this function of the system, he even had the idea of ​​secretly redeeming the red-clothed ghost while he was sleeping.

But now it seems.

Not to mention that level, even yellow-clothed ghosts cannot use this loophole.

After a difficult wait.

Jiang Ye had even smelled the painter's scent. He was not far from here.

There was a slight sweat on his forehead.

finally.

Before the painter was about to return, Jiang Ye heard the last scream of the ghost in the painting in his hand!

"Ding~ The exchange is successful, congratulations to the host for winning a white devil lottery."

Hearing the system's beep, Jiang Ye didn't even have time to put the oil painting in his hand back to its original place and ran straight downstairs!