Shura Field Player

"Now we are in the middle stage between the two floors, let's go down one floor and try."

"Oh……"

Soon, the two retreated to the next floor, but what shocked her was that the next floor was still an empty landing, and there was no door to the sixth floor.

"Go further down."

Squinting his eyes, Bai Zhi continued to speak.

——The situation on the next floor is exactly the same as the previous one.

Even if they keep going down, the scene they see remains the same, even if the two of them deliberately separate, one goes up and the other goes down, but in the end they are always on the same floor strangely meet.

"Is this ghost hitting the wall?"

Frowning, after looking around, she walked to the window with a smile and a few steps, wanting to judge their current height from the outside situation, and because the window is a bit high, so She also deliberately took out a chair from her backpack and put it down to step on her feet.

——In some respects, she seems to be moving toward Bai Zhi.

Through the glass of the window, she can vaguely see the blue sky outside and the white clouds floating in the blue sky. The sky is high and the clouds are light. Today is still a good weather for going out.

It's just that after getting close to the window and seeing clearly the real appearance of the so-called window, Xiao Xiao Xinrou froze there immediately, and her heart became inexplicably cold.

"...it's a painting."

After a moment of silence, she turned her head with some difficulty, smiled softly and spoke to Bai Zhi behind her.

Although the scene on the window is extremely real, but at such a close distance, she can already see the clear traces of the paintbrush.

As if a most brilliant artist had deliberately swayed the paintbrush on this wall, the windows on this wall... were painted.

Because the painting skills are too realistic, and because of the distance before, there is quite a sense of falsehood when looking at the past roughly.

But since the windows didn't exist at all from the beginning, then where did the sunlight projected in the stairwell... come from?

Chapter 82 Drawing on white paper

"Drawing..."

Glancing at the window above, Bai Zhi turned his gaze to the handrail of the stairs, where the sunlight projected from the window was bright.

Not only that, even when you put your hand on it, your skin can still feel the sun's burning sensation slightly.

"It's not that the windows are painted, it's that everything here is becoming a painting...or are we inside a painting?"

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, Bai Zhi turned his head and spoke softly to a smile.

"It's alright, get off the chair..."

Before finishing a sentence, looking at the scene in front of him, Bai Zhi couldn't help but fell silent.

The black-haired girl standing on the chair with her back to him put her hands on the window, as if she was looking out of the window, and the chair under her feet supported her weight and height.

——This is what he saw from the front.

But if he turned to look at it from the side, he could clearly find that the original three-dimensional object had been transformed into a two-dimensional plane, and the girl, together with the stool under her feet, had turned into a painting on the wall at some point And three-dimensional pictures on the ground.

"The time I turned my head before was only a few seconds at most. If all this is really based on painting as a carrier, then touching the painting frame with hands will be the most direct medium..."

Letting out a breath, Bai Zhi's figure quickly retreated to the top of the stairs, but he didn't continue to go up, but just kept the weird painting on the wall reflected in his eyes all the time. the scene in it.

"Ah... So, a player with a high level does not necessarily mean how strong he will be. The level raised by picking up wild monsters is completely useless. This guy is old and unlucky."

Looking at the smiling Xinrou who turned into a painting on the wall in front of him, the corners of Bai Zhi's mouth twitched involuntarily after he had roughly figured out the strangeness of the stairwell in his mind.

"I used to be so reckless in the novice mission, and now I am not afraid of death to touch the abnormal place with my hands... In terms of death, I would like to call you the strongest in vain."

Shaking his head slightly, sighing, Bai Zhi took out the walkie-talkie from his pocket.

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Meanwhile, the event hall on the first floor is here.

The team responsible for searching the areas on the first floor and the second floor is represented by Iron Blood. The team members include Iron Blood from military background, Yeao and Nai Wohe from middle school two boys, and Doloth, a short-haired girl.

Since the entire event hall can be seen here at a glance, they are not afraid of being scattered, so all three of them searched the various areas in the hall separately.

The activity hall on the first floor is not too big here, but it can be roughly divided into several areas. Iron Blood has always been silent about counting, but what he is doing is unambiguous. Dangerously unsunlit areas, leaving those bright areas with outside sun exposure to the other two.

This is probably a kind of subconsciousness among human beings. After all, apart from dark creatures like vampires who are afraid of the sun, the sense of security of other creatures under the sun will be greatly improved.

Thanks to the fact that the time of this mission was during the day, if it was pitch black at night, and the orphanage was still in such a desolate environment in the suburbs, they probably would not have dared to make the decision to group them.

The girl Doloth has the unique meticulousness of a girl. In the process of exploring the entire hall, she is obviously more meticulous than the proud player. When she opened a certain cabinet, a large pile of stuffed white papers poured out of the cabinet.

"This is... a painting assignment?"

After cautiously retreating from a distance and waiting for a while without finding anything unusual, he stepped forward again, and Doloth, who was inexplicably relieved, carefully reached out and picked up a blank piece of paper.

What is shown on this piece of white paper is a slightly immature white paper painting. The scene depicted in the painting seems to be a stairwell under direct sunlight. Below this white paper painting, There is also a score marked with a red pen and encouraging comments.

After flipping through a few more carefully, Doloth finally felt relieved.

After all, no matter how you look at it, these pencil drawings are nothing more than plain white paper.

And just when she stood up and wanted to leave to explore elsewhere, after the wireless walkie-talkie she was carrying rang a few times, a flat voice came from inside.

"Hmm... can you hear me?"

...is the lowest level player in that team?

After being slightly stunned, Doloth, who barely remembered the owner of the voice, took out the walkie-talkie in his pocket.

"I can hear you, did you find anything unusual over there?"

After a moment of silence, the traveler's voice came from the intercom.

"Ah... let's say it's an anomaly, but it shouldn't be the source of the anomaly..."

After a moment's pause on the walkie-talkie, the sound continued.

"I remember that there should be a drawing area in the activity hall on the first floor. Can you please help the people on the first floor to find out if there is anything about drawing paper or drawing books there? What should be drawn on it is A stairwell... Now I have to go downstairs and then go upstairs to get it and it will be a hassle and a waste of time..."

staircase……?

Glancing at the pile of white papers stacked in front of him, after a moment of hesitation, Doloth spoke.

"I found something here... Is there anything wrong with these blank paper paintings?"

While speaking, she carefully moved away from the pile of white papers.

"Huh? That would save a lot of time. If you search through those paintings, you should be able to see a different painting."

The answer came from the intercom.

"...different?"

Looking at the pile of drawing papers in front of her, Doloth was slightly puzzled, but she didn't say much, and squatted down and began to search.

Since the walkie-talkie's channels cover all channels, at this time, Tie Xue, Ye Ao, and Nai Wohe all followed. Under the premise that the number of people was twice as large, about 1 minute later, the "with" Different” white paper paintings were found out.

——On the wall of this white paper painting on the stairs, there are several human figures outlined with rough lines.

Chapter 83 Extraordinary Speculation

These white paper paintings are obviously made by children, and most of the pictures on them are slightly immature.

So frankly, every painting is different.

The twisted and immature paintbrushes drawn by children are often different from each other. It is still a little bit difficult to find such a "different" drawing paper from these completely different drawing papers.

On the drawing paper found by Doloth, the only difference is that there are a few willful graffiti on the wall, which looks like a little man standing on a stool and looking out at the window.

—Extremely abstract.

"Then? Then let me think about it... Use an eraser to wipe off the bench under the wall and try."

After listening to Doloth's description on the intercom, looking at the scene in front of him, and thinking for a while, Bai Zhi spoke to the other end of the intercom.

A few seconds later, looking at the bench in front of him that had returned from a two-dimensional plane to a three-dimensional one, and stepped forward to kick the bench away, Bai Zhi nodded.

"Okay, now you can erase that crude figure on the wall as well."

A moment later, with an exclamation, Xiao Xiao Xinrou, who had lost the support of the bench, fell directly from the midair and let out a cry of pain.

However, he didn't want to care about Xiaoxiaoxinrou, facing the traveler's question about the previous incident that rang again from the radio, he sat down on the bench, and used the simplest words to explain what he had just said. What happened was told.

"Have you walked into a painting...I see, let's continue."

The traveler's thoughtful words came from the walkie-talkie, and then he hung up the communication.

"...How did you guess it?"

With a bit of resentment, she glanced at the bench that the other party was sitting on, and rubbing her shoulders with a smile, Xinrou couldn't help asking Bai Zhi.

"Even if you guessed that we walked into a painting, how could you know so accurately that we were on the white paper drawing of children's immature scribbles? Rather than existing in a certain photo, or in a certain Among the paintings in the hands of famous artists?"

"It's very simple."

Very strangely, he turned his head and glanced at Xinrou with a slight smile, Bai Zhi took it for granted.

"Before I turned my head, it was only a few seconds before and after, but in such a short period of time, you were turned into a picture and painted on the wall, which can draw you in a few seconds. In the situation on the wall, it is only the immature graffiti drawn by children? After all, for children, one or two horizontal and vertical lines represent a person... I remembered it on the first floor. The distribution of the lobby on the first floor can be imagined with a little association."

"........."

Although I don't know what you are talking about but it sounds like you are very powerful, you stand up from the ground with a smile and a bitter face, and complain in your mouth with a depressed face.

"But even if this is the case, you don't need to make me fall on purpose, right? You kicked the bench away and sat down by yourself, so you can't pick me up a little...Why are you looking at me like this?"

"No, I'm just lamenting that stupid people really have stupid blessings...God is really fair. While giving you extraordinary luck, it also took away your IQ. I'm not a bearded man, I will comfort and take care of you when you face your mistakes."

With a curl of his lips, he kicked the bench under him to the opponent again, and Bai Zhi walked upstairs along the stairwell.

"With your reckless character, do you think you can live for a long time if you don't let your memory grow a little bit? Night owl, that coward is much better than you..."