"I am your mentor!" Old Liu roared, his face turning red. "I have taught you my two most powerful witchcraft theories, 'Wizard's Will' and 'Psychic Balance Spell'!"
"Is this how you treat your mentor?"
Lao Liu was furious.
It's the kind that really explodes.
Bang~
The flying ashes are annihilated.
Of course, he quickly ran out of the depths of his mind and pointed at Lin An and cursed.
Lin An rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to this guy. Instead, his ugly head found fun and started scolding Lao Liu.
"You were the one who dug out my eyes for Lin An, right?!"
"Who are you? Go aside!"
"My darn thing!"
"I'm crazy!"
While the two guys were arguing, a figure crept over quietly from the depths of his mind. Taking advantage of Lao Liu's excitement and not paying attention, he swung a big stick and hit Lao Liu on the back of the head.
The force of the blow was so strong that Lao Liu shook his whole body and looked back in disbelief with his eyes wide open.
It was his original clone.
When his former boss, Old Liu, saw him looking over, he swung his big stick and hit him again.
Bang~
Lao Liu fell to the ground completely.
"Oh~" Old Liu, the former boss, raised his head and groaned in comfort, "It's great!"
"Well done!" The Earth Whale Witch and other wizards whose clones were corrupted by Old Liu ran out and shouted when they saw this scene.
This made the former boss, Lao Liu, even more proud. He put his hands on his hips and raised his head, his nostrils pointed at everyone, and said completely, "I have wanted to do this for a long time!"
"Yes!" The Earth Whale Witch waved her thin little fist, "That's how it should be. We don't have to be afraid of him at all. If we die, he will die too. In fact, everyone is the same."
At this moment, Lao Liu, who was beaten to death with a stick, ran out of the depths of his heart angrily and looked at his former boss Lao Liu with cold eyes, "You!"
He was shaking with anger, "You are me, how can you help them hurt me!"
The former boss, Lao Liu, snorted coldly, "Who are you and you?"
As he spoke, he waved his hand, "Big guy, get on our shoulders and beat him!"
Successful role models are so important. Former boss Lao Liu completely destroyed the terrifying image of Kapok Liu Yuanmou as a powerful wizard. Oh, it turns out that after death, everyone is actually the same.
In this case, there are so many of them, and there is only one Liu Yuanmou, so they are afraid of a chicken!
Beat him~~!
"Don't, don't come over!" Liu Yuanmou screamed shrilly.
In front of the computer screen, Lin An and Ugly Head looked at each other with strange expressions.
Bang~
A figure rushed over from a distance quickly and hit the screen hard. His face was distorted by the impact on the screen. The clown face smiled wildly at Lin An outside the screen, "Hahahahaha~~~"
But after a while, Liu Yuanmou, who fell to the ground, pulled his legs as a pad and beat him together.
The group of people who were beaten crazy didn't even bother to pay attention to the lunatic Clown Face. When they saw him and Liu Yuanmou getting together, they just beat him together.
"..."
Lin An's mind became more and more like a vegetable market, noisy, tsk.
He shook his head, a little helpless.
Pa~
After typing on the keyboard, the computer screen turned on, and those inexplicable figures finally disappeared.
Focusing her energy on work again, Lin An was ready to start drawing a new spiritual portrait.
The wizard's spirituality is too extreme and is not suitable for art materials used in game development. He does not want to create any more indescribable modeling.
It also has to draw the spirituality of ordinary people.
Compared with the spirituality of extraordinary beings, which is corroded by knowledge (witchcraft refining, furnace discipline) and the aura of the spiritual world, the spirituality of ordinary people is simpler and has an extremely strong sense of environmental society.
Although it seems to be an individual, it bears traces of the collective.
Humans are, after all, social animals, and the spirituality brewed from traces of past lives is mostly related to 'people and people'.
On the contrary, extraordinary people feel somewhat detached from their environment, and most extraordinary worlds, whether domestic or foreign, are deformed, and it is difficult to really provide people with a good living environment in them.
The Antler Witch Hunting Knights are obviously aware of this problem. Each member has their own profession in the world of ordinary people.
Professor Cao is a professor at the university, Dr. Zhang has opened a traditional Chinese medicine clinic and helps villagers repair home appliances. Chen Fugui sells beef in the market, Brother Da Zhuang teaches belly dancing, and Yan Zidu in a big coat sets up a stall in the park to tell fortunes. …
What Lin An is drawing at the moment is the spirituality of Chen Chen, one of the two project team leaders of the Art Department.
This father, who is happily the father of triplets, turned gray early on in his temples. He claims to be white happily, but his spirituality is not like that.
His spirit looks like a ball of red soil with rough particles on the surface and covered with meteorite impact craters similar to those on the moon.
Every pit conveys a strong sense of powerlessness and struggle.
Every pit is constantly collapsing and swelling, as if it is competing with itself, constantly mustering up courage to face external pressure, and constantly collapsing when it cannot bear it.
Then he bulged hard again.
It looks like a heart, tired, slow but powerful.
Lin An has seen a lot of spirituality similar to rhythm, on the subway during the morning rush hour, in crowded office elevators, among the people waiting for the green light at the zebra crossing...
There is a dull middle-aged man hiding at the corner of the stairs smoking a cigarette, a woman shouting hysterically with her mobile phone, and a female social worker with red eyes but still trying to keep a smile on her face...
There are so many, there are thousands of kinds of spirituality, but the rhythms are so similar.
In this highly developed commercial city, there are too many such exhausted people living there.
In fact, they couldn't bear so much hard work, but they didn't dare to relax. They were always on the verge of collapse, but they stubbornly refused to be knocked down no matter what.
In other words, they have too many reasons. Even if they are knocked down by life, they still struggle to get up and face more downpours.
For this dream? For family? For future generations? To realize self-worth? For someone else's recognition?
There are too many, each with their own reasons.
Some of them don’t even do it for anything, they just live in such a depressed and numb way, struggling to carry the pressure of life and still refuse to fall, just to live like a human being.
But in fact, they don’t know what it means to live like a human being.
At least, working in a company that sounds good, receiving a salary that sounds good, maintaining a life that sounds decent, and being busy every day without looking like an idle person will not be despised by others, that is, enough.
All the fantasies of my youth have vanished like smoke, and what is left is just a feeble gasp after being exhausted from running for my life, longing for some peace.
"Oh~~"
The ugly head was humming on Lin An's knee. He raised his head and glanced at the spiritual portrait Lin An was drawing, with a very uncomfortable expression on his face, "Oh my God, Lin An, I feel there is a kind of despair in this painting!"
It was obviously confused, "Didn't your analysis say that you don't want to draw the spirituality of extraordinary beings?"
Lin An pursed his lips and looked at it with a faint look, "No, it is the spirituality of ordinary people. In fact, ordinary people are just like extraordinary people, most of them are confused and desperate."
"They can't see the future, only the present that keeps repeating. Even as they grow older, their sense of powerlessness becomes stronger and stronger, and they may even stay in the past."
"Wow~~" Guan Gu exclaimed, "It would be better to be a transcendent, at least there is a chance to compete."
"Same." Lin An raised his eyebrows. He was lucky to have come into contact with so many big bosses, but most wizards actually lived worse lives than ordinary people.
He lay with his head up on the back of the office chair, staring at the portrait he had concocted and thinking.
Chen Chen's spirituality is very representative, and it seems to fit well with the theme of the game - despair and struggle.
And here's the most interesting part.
The world of ordinary people is different from the extraordinary world. Despair is not so intense despair and struggle, nor is it the kind of extremely morbid or extreme struggle before death.
It merges into every ordinary day and night, making it look longer and more soothing.
But this kind of relief seems to contain a powerful vitality, so tenacious.
Lin An's eyes lit up, and he built a model again, mobilizing his spirituality to assist his brain in recalling, and planned to start drawing a large number of similar spiritualities.
There are too many such choices.
So common.
"Draw hundreds of them and fill them in every corner of the game to build the tone of the game!"
At the same time, Lin An was also particularly curious about this kind of life force that was not so extreme but full of resilience.
He hopes that after he draws a lot, he may be able to discover something.
Wizard, do you really want to go to extremes?
He actually had doubts.
Everyone is saying that wizards are emotional monsters, but do emotions really have to be extreme to have the strongest power?
(End of chapter)
