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Mamehe took out a small bottle.

"It's what's in this small bottle, warm and beautiful colors."

She said that if Mu Yang was not in a hurry, he could wait for her here.

She went out to collect some and would be back soon.

Mu Yang wanted to say that it was just a self-portrait, and there was no need to use such high-grade pigments.

But after thinking about it, people like painters and artists generally have their own quirks.

And the more talented they are, the more serious this situation is.

So, Mu Yang changed the words that were about to come out of his mouth to help.

Mamehe knew that Mu Yang was kind and might be worried about her safety.

"Don't worry, I have always collected pigments by myself, and I'm used to it..."

At this moment, Mu Yang suddenly felt that the two of them were somewhat similar.

"Let's go together, two people are more convenient than one person."

"Well... If Mu Yang is willing, then let's go together."

Mamehe smiled and picked up the tools, "Thank you, I'm so happy."

Pure Meilushin can't hide her feelings.

If she feels happy, she will express it directly.

The two headed towards the mining route, and soon, they collected a lot.

"These should be enough, right?"

Mamehe was very happy, "There are so many ores, we can make a lot of pigments. Two people is really good."

Mu Yang asked her, these ores are only red, shouldn't painting have all colors?

Mamehe said not to worry, there is still one last step.

She explained that these ores contain more impurities, if they are made into pigments directly, the color will not be uniform when painting.

It looks a bit dirty.

At this time, you need to find some purer ores, grind them into powder and mix them together.

In this way, the proportion of impurities will be reduced, and the prepared pigments will become more beautiful.

"Then let's go find [purer ores] now?"

"Well, purer ores must go a little further inside to find them."

Mamehe looked at Mu Yang and asked him if he needed to rest. She could handle the follow-up matters by herself.

"No need, I'll go with you."

So, Mamehe led Mu Yang to a purple vortex.

"This is a shortcut."

"Shortcut?"

"Yes, it's the road I usually take. It's safe and warm inside."

"Did you take this road to return to the village before?"

"Yes."

Mu Yang didn't ask any more questions, but followed Mamehe into this ominous-looking vortex.

After a moment of dizziness.

The two appeared somewhere else.

"This place is warm and reassuring, right?" Mamehe asked.

"My father told me that there are high-purity ores. Let me take care of the ores here."

My father again...

Before Mu Yang could answer, Mamehe had already started to act.

Mu Yang could feel that the ores in this place had a higher energy purity than those just now.

What kind of energy is this?

Just as he was thinking about these questions, he seemed to hear someone talking...

Is it an illusion caused by these high-purity ores?

Mu Yang felt that it was better to get started than to daydream here.

So, he also learned from Mamehe and started collecting ores...

When Mamehe returned to the original place, he saw so many raw materials.

He was so happy that he kept wagging his tail.

The two took a shortcut back to the previous place.

They talked and laughed all the way back.

At this time, Mamehe's house.

The strange man who had talked to Mu Yang before was directing the three gilded brigades to rummage through things.

Moreover, he seemed to know Seymour, "... Alan's little invention has not even changed its appearance until now."

The female boss walked out of the house, "That... boss?"

"We have emptied her house, but still didn't find the paint you want..."

The man looked gloomy, "Didn't find it?"

"Yes, yes, although we found many small bottles that used to contain paint, there is no paint in them. There is a very pungent smell inside, which makes people feel uncomfortable after smelling it."

"So that's why, the paint has been used up... That's really unfortunate."

The boss called a few gilded brigades to restore the place that was turned over.

After all, it's so ostentatious to come and turn over other people's houses.

It's always a bit indecent.

[There is a way to steal, right?]

[How can you be decent if your house is turned upside down?]

[It's okay, Mu Yang will be here soon, he is a decent man]

"As for the paint, I will find a way to deal with it later."

"I... I understand..."The three people from the Gilded Brigade seemed to be very afraid of this boss.

However, this person's face did not look so scary.

The female boss apologized to the boss.

It turned out that everything before was their plan.

The first step was for the three to buy the painting. If it succeeded, it would be successful.

If not, they would switch to robbing, and then the boss would come forward to rescue Mamehe.

In this way, maybe the life-saving grace could be exchanged for a painting.

Unfortunately, Mu Yang's actions were much faster than his.

He took the initiative to act.

So everyone resorted to this last resort.

Secretly left a tracking signal on Mamehe.

Followed all the way home...

The boss's tone was so humble because the boss had not paid the commission yet.

After getting the boss's promise, she was relieved.

The boss said, "Anyway, don't let me waste your time anymore. Let's clean up these messy graffiti first."

"Messy...graffiti?!"

Mamehe's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

Mu Yang noticed the abnormality here and quickly brought the people back.

Just happened to hear this sentence.

Mu Yang stared at the man in purple noble clothes in front of him, "You are the weirdo before. Are you in the same group?"

His eyes became cold, and [Withered Flourish] was unsheathed.

The temperature of the entire cave dropped a lot.

Seeing this, the man still behaved calmly.

"I haven't introduced myself to you yet, my name is Jacob. I am... an art collector who travels around."

He looked at Mamehe with a fake smile on his face.

"Ms. Mamehe, it's nice to see you again."

Mu Yang only realized at this time that this was the [kind and gentle Jacob] who had praised Mamehe's paintings before.

He approached Mamehe for a purpose.

All this was just a scam.

Jacob deceived the innocent Melusin, hoping to get the paint in her hand.

"Did Mr. Jacob lie to me about what he said to me?"

"I have never seen such paintings, and I want to collect such paintings..."

"I can...understand these paintings...or something..."

Mamehe could no longer hide her emotions as she spoke...

"Is all this just to get something that has nothing to do with paintings?"