Chapter 165 Painting from Another World
In the afternoon painting class, after Mu Tianming finished teaching some painting skills, he still let the three of them practice on their own as usual, and then commented on each one.
There was nothing strange about his face, as if nothing had happened before.
Wen Rensheng sat in front of the easel, getting ready, closing his eyes and concentrating, and many memories of his past life came to mind one by one.
The mountains and rivers are magnificent and the people are hardworking.
As in this world.
But there are still many things that are different from this life.
He began to trace a picture.
The close-up view is a busy construction site, and in the distance is a long and winding road, with undulating mountains and tunnels in the middle.
The faces of those workers all have unique enthusiasm and drive. Sweat is dripping, and there is a faint red underfoot.
As he was drawing, Mu Tianming stood behind him and stopped to watch.
When the painting came to an end, he suddenly said: "Are you drawing the period of great construction? These faces don't seem to look alike. I remember that at that time, they were all hired foreign workers. It is said that under every railway track, there is an American skeleton..."
"There is no definite era, this is a scene I imagined," Wen Rensheng shook his head.
“What do these undulating mountains mean? How come there are so many roads running through the mountains, so many plains and good places cannot be lived in, how can there be people living in the mountains, and how can anyone dare to live in those mountains? Place?" Mu Tianming continued to ask.
Don’t you just live on the top of the mountain...
Wen Rensheng did not say this, but replied: "I have imagined a world without alien species, where people need to live in the mountains, because the plains are already full of people, and they have to go to the mountains to open up small villages. "It's so pitiful that there is no one organized to go out and cross the sea and mountains to find new good land."
"It's really pitiful." ,
"The southeastern peninsula, the Southern Islands, and Australia further south are full of plains and grasslands suitable for farming and grazing. If Nanzhu is not reserved for other purposes, there are also large areas of plains there. "
Wen Rensheng shook his head and said: "There were no aliens in that world. In ancient times, no one had such strong organizational and action capabilities, so we could only develop the surrounding land step by step. The ocean risks were extremely high. Relatively speaking, it is safer to open up mountainous areas.”
Wen Rensheng recalled the ancient history of development in his previous life, occupying almost all the land that could be used for farming and taxation, and extended it all the way. Until development costs greatly exceed development benefits.
"Yes, your painting is very meaningful and depicts another possibility." Mu Tianming nodded slightly.
He stared at the picture scroll drawn by Wen Rensheng carefully, thoughtfully.
This student, by drawing this painting, is he satirizing those strong men two weeks ago who were greedy for comfort and just wanted to take shortcuts?
Obviously he is physically strong and lives in a rich land, but he has no ambition at all.
Although the people in this painting live in a barren mountainous area, they work hard to transform the environment and build roads...
However, there is a vague feeling that the other person is saying that this painting is the more real world.
There is no resurrection, no miracle, and no alien species. There is just hard work and sweat, and the rewards brought by the sweat.
Death is death, just like the blood and tears faintly appearing at the bottom of the painting. People who work hard must wipe away their tears and look forward instead of being immersed in pain.
Is the other party metaphorizing what he has done?
Is it wrong to resurrect the dead?
The idea itself is not wrong, but the means are.
Without formal reporting or permission from the Inspectorate, I just reported it out of luck, hoping to win the lottery, hoping for a miracle, just like those who have lost their fighting spirit.
I am far inferior to the workers in this painting. Although they are humble and ordinary, they can work bit by bit under a unified organization, facing the rugged mountains, and struggling to dig out the hope that can lead to the light. Tunnels and highways.
The correct approach is to enter the Inspection Department, study it carefully, be prepared to take risks, make arrangements for your funeral, and then explore the real possibilities.
While Mu Tianming was deep in thought, a rare reminder appeared in Wen Rensheng’s mind again, and it was the second company:
"The painting you drew caused the aliens of the same level to fall into inexplicable awakening. Your upper limit of mystery increased by 1 point, to 189 points."
"You drew a mysterious painting, from another world. Worker, you have mastered the mysterious skill 'Mysterious Painting (Beginner)', and your extraordinary power has increased by 3 points, reaching 192 points."
It is approaching the 200 mark!
You know, he is still just a xenogeneic expert, a xenogeneic expert who is less than twenty-one years old.
Mysterious masters often have a level of more than 200, and those who have just been promoted may even only have a mystery level of 1,780. Such a high degree of mystery actually reflects his true strength. After all, his power is at the master level.
Wen Rensheng woke up from the reminder. At this time, Wu Shanshan and Wang Wenwen gathered around the easel and watched his painting.
"What? Even though it looks ordinary, my 'Baozi Happy Reunion' looks better." Wang Wenwen glanced at it and said with disdain.
“The energy on their faces is much stronger than that of many ordinary people.” Wu Shanshan keenly discovered the emotions of the workers in the painting.
Born in sorrow and dying in happiness.
People in this life have enjoyed the rich land for thousands of years, and naturally they are not as high-spirited as those in previous lives.
In the era of maritime colonization, those who traveled overseas were farmers, vagrants, poor people, criminals, debtors...
Wen Rensheng nodded and said: "Whether there is or not Alien, this enterprising spirit is the most important. Without it, no matter how good things are, they will not be effective."
"You are right," Mu Tianming suddenly said. Then he turned around and left with his hands behind his back.
"Teacher seems to have realized it?" Wang Wenwen whispered.
"Probably so." Wen Rensheng nodded slightly.
The next day, Mu Tianming took Mu Yunrui and Mu Yunqing to leave Junji Peak.
Before leaving, he summoned Wen Rensheng and the others:
“In the past month, I have taught you all my skills, and the only thing left is to go your own way. No matter what Whether it is fear, joy, or progress, we must stick to the right path. The so-called right path is to maintain a pure heart and not seek personal gain by hurting the majority of people. "
He said this. After that, let the two grandsons and the three of them say goodbye.
It turned out that he was going to surrender his two grandchildren to his master, the "Four Masters", and then he would give up his carefree life and join the Inspection Department to do the most arduous research on basic theories of the soul.
This is his realization, start from scratch, rather than hoping to win big prizes or miracles.
After exchanging pleasantries and agreeing to keep in touch online, Wen Rensheng and the others said goodbye to the mountaintop courtyard where they had lived for a whole month.
While driving home, Wen Rensheng received a phone call.
"Asheng, that game fantasy land has stopped operating in the country, and it is said that it will be moved to Nanzhu." This was a call from Inspector Liu.
"The people behind the scenes are very decisive. They must kill themselves before you take action."
Hearing this, Wen Rensheng realized that the long-delayed fantasy incident should be over.
"Yes, they are moving to Nanzhu, and the management there has always been much laxer. They don't care what they build, as long as they pay taxes on time." Inspector Liu sighed.
"It makes sense that many of the latest pharmaceutical factories are also located there, for the same reason."
Wen Rensheng thought of his previous life, and sure enough, no matter how the world changed, the fate of the animals would remain the same. It won't change. It is impossible to change your destiny by placing your hope on winning the lottery.
At this moment, a reminder sounded in his mind again.
"Happy Village: The End. No matter how good the technology is, it must always succumb to the order of reality. You have won again and brought a severe addict back to the real world."
"But it is destined to come back, but I don't know whether it will be the return of the king or a short-term restoration."
"Mystery degree:???"
"Mysterious composition: Seed of Order, Grandmaster Super Illusion, Life Sacrifice,?”
"You complete an ultra-difficult mystery event. Mysterious cognition increases by 20 points, and the upper limit of mystery increases to 212."
After the event is completed, there are still unknown things that have not been discovered. This is the first time.
Wen Rensheng was deep in thought while driving.
(End of this chapter)