next moment.
The world in the painting falls into darkness, then returns to clarity.
Zhao Fan's eyes fell on the beggar. He was no longer beaten, and he no longer lived with Yaya in the ruined temple. His identity was fixed as a hardworking vendor setting up a stall. Yaya next to him was dragging his chin to help. Selling, very cute.
And Zhao Fan looked at the ordinary people who suffered the same type of suffering as the beggars, and their fates were changing as if they had taken a turn!
"One difficulty, eliminate it!"
Zhao Fan was in a good mood. He glanced at the Dragon Emperor's pen in his hand. There was only 10% of the ink left on it.
Later, Zhao Fan's eyes fell on the middle-aged son who was about to feed him the poisonous soup. He understood the other's helplessness. There was an old man above him and a young man below him. Life was inherently complicated. His father had been ill in bed for a long time. If he didn't die, what would he do for him? The son would have to spend money to save him, and the children would most likely starve to death!
"This is troublesome."
Zhao Fan imagined various possibilities in his mind, such as getting rid of the old man's disease? Or arrange a virtuous wife? For another example, the middle-aged son accidentally helped a big shot?
Zhao Fan thought about it for a long time and decided to replace the poisonous soup with a non-toxic soup, which used up exactly 10% of the ink on the pen tip!
…
below.
The middle-aged son opened the door and came to the bed with a big bowl of what he thought was poisonous soup.
Everything that happened next was the same as what Zhao Fan had seen before.
Until the old father drank the soup and closed his eyes and waited for death.
The middle-aged son collapsed and sat on the bed crying. While thinking that he had killed his father with his own hands, he also remembered bits and pieces of the past. When he was a child, he was loved and cared for by his father, riding on his neck and waving a wooden sword.
His heart trembled!
Regret it!
He jumped up suddenly and checked his father's condition. He was still angry!
The middle-aged son carried his old father on his back and rushed out, asking the doctor to rescue him!
"You son of a bitch, what are you doing?" The old father raised his hand and beat his son on the head, "It's good to just put me down and leave like this."
"No, you raised me when I was young, and I will support you until you grow up no matter how hard it is!" The middle-aged son insisted on going out, "I shouldn't have poisoned the soup!"
"You think I don't know you poisoned me? You can tell by that look on your face."
The old father smiled kindly, but when he arrived at the drug store, the doctor kicked them out after reading, "Go, don't make trouble, where are you poisoned?"
The middle-aged son knelt in front of the door and explained everything in detail.
The doctor was greatly moved, but after repeated inspections, there were no other abnormalities except the original illness, so he said, "You may have bought fake poison."
The middle-aged son was very happy, "Fortunately it's fake!"
"I'm short of medicine right now. Those medicine collectors think the weather is bad and the prices are increased and it's inefficient. Why don't I treat your father's illness, and you go up the mountain to collect medicine for me, and I'll charge you the original price." The doctor planned to help the couple. Father and son.
"Thank you, thank you!"
The middle-aged son kowtowed and thanked him, then took his old father back and asked the children to take care of him. He then returned to the doctor and spent a day getting to know the characteristics of some common medicinal materials. He carried a basket on his back and went up the mountain to collect herbs.
Over time, the old father recovered from his illness, and the middle-aged son supported himself and his children by collecting herbs.
Zhao Fan's sense of substitution disappeared and he returned to God's perspective.
The world in the painting restarts again, and the fate of the middle-aged son and the fate of ordinary people suffering the same type of suffering have all changed.
Zhao Fan's mood rose again!
"Wonderful."
Zhao Fan nodded, and at the same time, the Dragon Emperor's pen flipped over, and another one percent amount of ink was dipped in his consciousness.
He selected one of the ordinary people who were experiencing the third type of suffering, and after thinking about it, he used the Dragon Emperor's pen to paint!
…
The world in the painting restarts again and again.
Zhao Fan's consciousness is getting weaker and weaker. In some scenes, he will fail three or four times in a row, but most of them will be successfully reversed in one go.
The time he spent in the world in the painting, calculated based on normal time, was more than five hundred years!
But every time I restart it will go back to the original day.
There are fewer and fewer ordinary people who are suffering.
Finally, in the 507th year.
Zhao Fan looked at the restart of the world in the painting, feeling exhausted. He looked down and said with a smile: "This is the last type of suffering left."
The Dragon Emperor's pen dipped into his consciousness.
Now, compared with the beginning, Zhao Fan's consciousness is only 23% left!
Zhao Fan selected a mortal that met his goal, thought about it first, and then used the Dragon Emperor's pen.
first.
fail!
The second time, it still failed!
The third time, the fourth time...
Until the ninth time!
success!
Only 17% of consciousness is left!
Zhao Fan felt relieved as he watched the changes in the ordinary fate of the hundredth kind of suffering.
At this point, all the troubles in the world will disappear!
Just when he was about to check whether his state of mind had improved with the 100th improvement, the Dragon Emperor's pen suddenly changed and turned into a stream of light, disappearing into his consciousness.
Eighty-three percent of the previous losses have been restored!
And the world in the painting is restarted at the same time, restored to its original state!
The beggar is being beaten, and the middle-aged son is serving poisonous soup.
Zhao Fan's consciousness was also rejected by the "Dragon Emperor Asking the Heart" and returned to himself!
