Chapter 22 The Man in the Painting

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Looking at the four people who swallowed the mulberries without hesitation, Chen Sheng showed a happy smile.

What if after he revealed so many mysteries and spent so much words, these four talents he valued still didn't intend to join.

He was not ready to continue persuading.

Judging from the fact that he had the time to act as a psychiatrist to help the anxious painter on his way here, he was actually not that urgent to want these four people to join him.

Moreover, although he sincerely hopes that the four people in front of him will join, the persona he gave to Yong Juli is after all a great and upright salvation organization.

As a leader, not forcing others to join is also maintaining the organization's personality, but it can also slightly increase some organizational experience.

Fortunately, these four people finally chose to join Yong Zhou.

The scale of the organization has been expanded again, which is gratifying.

Chen Sheng looked at the four people in front of him whose skin was gradually turning red. While waiting for their transformation to end, he opened the system panel to check.

[Organization name: Yongzhou]

[Organization leader: Chen Sheng (leader privilege: psychic level = organization level + 3)]

[Organization level: 0]

【Experience: 90.76/100】

[Organization Secret Realm: Advanced Cave Heaven·Yongzhi Headquarters]

Experience has increased to a certain extent.

After all, you can continuously gain a small amount of experience by destroying monsters in the abyss, recruiting talents to build a salvation organization, and maintaining the ancient and mysterious characters of the salvation organization.

Not only did he attract four talents to the organization, Bai Yu was also busy building the organization in China. American officials marveled at the extraordinary and were investigating. He appeared in front of the four people to explain the organization...

These behaviors are all consistent with ways to obtain trace amounts of experience.

Therefore, now his experience has reached more than ninety, approaching the critical value for upgrade, and it is not far from the first upgrade of the organization.

There is a high probability that there will be some rewards after upgrading, and Chen Sheng is looking forward to this.

After all, the abyss crack in the San Cristo Mountains near Taos Town still exists. Even if Chen Sheng can smash the entire San Cristo Mountains inch by inch, he cannot close the abyss crack.

He needs a secret place now.

Just like when he was in Zhonghai City, he used the secret realm to erase the cracks in the abyss.

Otherwise, the space near the abyss crack will be unstable, and monsters from the abyss may squeeze in from the abyss through the space at any time.

He must suppress and guard here.

It's not impossible to keep cracks to gain experience and monsters, but there will only be more and more cracks in the future, so there's no need to keep one crack specially.

Moreover, the experience gained by destroying abyss monsters is far less than the other ways. Obviously, the system does not encourage him to maliciously leave cracks to spawn monsters, but encourages him to work hard to build the organization and maintain the organization's personality.

While he was thinking, the four people in front of him who had taken the mulberries of the hibiscus tree had apparently recovered from their transformation.

Each of them looks full of vitality and blood, and their physiques have transformed beyond that of ordinary people. Their mental state is also better than ever.

"Now, you are psykers with level 0 spiritual power."

Chen Sheng looked at the people with shining eyes and started to explain to them.

About transcendence, about spiritual power.

These four people now need to have a general understanding.

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Town of Taos.

After being appointed to investigate the incident, Andrew had a brief exchange with Major General Chris.

It was then decided that Major General Chris would lead most of the army into the San Cristo Mountains to search and find the whereabouts of the monster.

He was responsible for leading his own agents and some of Chris's soldiers to the town of Taos to conduct relevant investigations.

After arriving in Taos Town, the men went door-to-door to inquire and investigate according to their division of labor, while Andrew wandered aimlessly.

“This town of Taos has a really strong artistic atmosphere.”

Andrew sighed with interest while looking at the various paintings on the roadside stalls.

Just take a few steps and you will find that the roadside stalls along the way are full of various paintings, which are the works of various wandering painters.

Unlike the exhibits in the eight art galleries in the town of Taos, these wandering painters had no way to have their works exhibited in galleries, so they chose to set up stalls on the roadside for exhibitions.

"this painting……"

Andrew's eyes were suddenly caught by a portrait that looked new.

In the corner of the painting are written [By Luke] and [For Eternal Sun].

By Luke Needless to say, the author of this painting is named Luke.

For Eternal Sun is also easy to understand. It means that this painting is for the Eternal Sun (Eternal Sun), but this Eternal Sun is obviously not a personal name.

The background of the picture is where Andrew is sitting. In the middle of the picture is a handsome young man, giving people an inexplicable and quiet temperament.

The rest of the place didn't look special at first glance, but there was a sun-shaped pattern painted on the chest of the man with a quiet temperament.

This pattern made Andrew narrow his eyes slightly.

For some reason, he always felt a little at ease when he saw this pattern.

The anxious mood that had been there ever since the discovery of the possible existence of a monster felt a little calmer.

"How is it? My skills are not bad."

"Boss, do you want a portrait?"

A young man took out a brush from his blue afro.

Andrew looked at this man with an artistic hairstyle and rejected his enthusiasm: "No, but this painting is really good."

"Hehe, this is not just because of me, Luke."

"That man himself is full of temperament."

The painter named Luke chuckled, and while inserting the brush back into his afro, he spoke to Andrew in front of him with great interest.

Andrew patiently listened to Luke's story and learned that Luke had met the man a few hours ago.

The man claimed to be a psychiatrist and saw that Luke was anxious and uneasy, so he gave Luke a period of so-called psychotherapy on the spot.

Afterwards, Luke drew a picture for the man. This picture did not fully describe the man's temperament, but Luke couldn't help but feel deeply regretful.

Andrew looked at Luke, who had a rich expression in front of him and kept sighing while telling a story, and subconsciously dragged the bench under his buttocks back.

Anyone who engages in art is inevitably a bit weird.

The way he bared his teeth and claws showed that he was very concerned about the painting that was confiscated by the psychiatrist after it was finished.

Looking at it like this, he couldn't buy this painting that made him feel calm just looking at it.

Andrew pondered, ignoring the chatter of Afro-headed Luke, and turned to look at other paintings on this roadside stall.

Suddenly, his eyes stayed on one of the paintings for a long time.

The lower part of the painting is a dense forest at night, and the whole is covered in dark and dull tones.

The upper part of the picture suddenly lights up, and the bright tones outline a beam of light that reaches into the sky and rises from the dense forest in the lower half of the picture, illuminating the upper part of the picture.

Andrew squinted his eyes, looking at the obviously newer traces of paint and lost in thought.

This is what I drew today.

And...the dense coniferous forest in the painting always feels so realistic.

"Did you create this painting between 00 and 6 o'clock this morning?"

Andrew squinted his eyes and looked at the young painter in front of him with careful eyes.