Lin Sanjiu had never felt so good before. She felt as if all the bones in her body were about to shatter from the impact. Along with the pain, she felt a strength that she had not felt for half a lifetime. What was even more wonderful was that she had finally regained control over her body.
Even though she was dizzy from the impact, she still twisted her body and tried to land on her feet. Under the strong suction force of the canvas, the X-ray machine screeched as if it wanted to drag her into the blank space of the canvas. Fortunately, the professor had sharp eyes. When he saw Lin Sanjiu move, he immediately shouted, "Put the painting away!"
The artist clicked his tongue, but Lin Sanjiu didn't know what he was trying to convey. Lin Sanjiu was used to using the canvas to suck people in. Now that she had become the target of the canvas, she couldn't help but be shocked by its power. When she was sucked in, she was like a piece of dead meat. She only started to resist when she was in front of the X-ray machine. Her feet couldn't even touch the ground, and her body was half-bent as she was sucked into the X-ray machine. She could only press her right hand against the edge of the machine. Her heartbeat was so loud that she thought the whole hospital could hear it.
"Why are you shaking your head?" the professor grew impatient. "Oh," he suddenly said, "I got it. Add her! You just need to finish the painting, right? "
As Lin Sanjiu's body trembled and her muscles trembled, the rustling of the paintbrush became her biggest hope. She felt that the artist had spent as much time as a meal before she felt the reassuring gravitational pull on her body. She fell to the ground with a thud.
Lin Sanjiu's chest heaved up and down as she wiped the cold sweat off her forehead. After a long time, she slowly got up from the ground. She didn't know that it was such an amazing thing to be able to stand up with her own muscles, legs, and feet.
The artist stood on her left. He was holding a new, unartistic painting in his hand. He looked at her expectantly. The professor stood on her right. His hands were placed on his waist. Above his muscular chest and neck was a snow-white smile.
"You see, I told you that no matter what kind of predicament you face in life, as long as you use your imagination and your willpower …"
Lin Sanjiu turned a deaf ear to his voice. She gently wiped her face, and as expected, she felt patches of dried paint on her face. She scratched her skin a few times and found that a lot of black dust-like dry paint dregs had seeped into her fingernails. This was the reason why Wei Xing could leave at ease.
"Don't dig it all out." The tutor looked at him worriedly. "It'll be easier to go out with a black hole on your face."
Lin Sanjiu put down her hand and turned to look at the artist. Due to the lingering fear of death, when she smiled, she could feel that her muscles and lips were stretched taut. "Can you repeat the sequence again? This time, don't draw the guard in the room … Yes, the one with a lot of black holes on his face. Hurry up. "
In the ten minutes after the [Defense Forcefield] ran out and the lullaby ended, Hei Zeji's condition worsened even further. If that was really Hei Zeji and not a guard in his uniform. She could not see any trace of her friend on that face. His body looked like a bunch of twigs that were twisted and dried together. It was obvious that he was slowly climbing up from the ground. As the "guard" became more and more complete, his body was gradually straightening up.
"Is it too late to drag him out now?"
Fear gnawed at her heart like a rat's teeth. Under her constant urging, the artist quickly moved to the back of the X-ray machine and started drawing again. After Lin Sanjiu bumped into the X-ray machine, there was a dent in the front of the machine. The loud thud still lingered in Lin Sanjiu's ears.
Before he finished drawing, she could only bite her nails and wait.
"Hmm," the tutor hovered beside her like a moth that had discovered the light, "Are you satisfied with my guidance?"
"Yes," Lin Sanjiu answered honestly.
"Then, about my service fee …"
"Why would a Special Item need a Special Item?"
Lin Sanjiu glanced at him, "Do you need it? Or are you going to give it to Gong Daoyi? "
The painter moved quickly. In the time it took for them to exchange a few words, he had already finished his painting. A terrifying suction force suddenly opened up in the middle of the room. Countless air currents wrapped around the human body and headed straight for the X-ray machine. After another muffled thud, the guard in the black Zeji uniform crashed into the dent of the X-ray machine, just like what she had done earlier.
The tutor grimaced when he heard the loud thud. Then, he smiled nonchalantly, "I don't need it, and I won't give it to anyone else."
Lin Sanjiu didn't have the time to talk to him. She hurriedly asked the artist to fill in the image of the guard. When the suction force disappeared, Lin Sanjiu quickly took out her metal gauntlets. While being careful not to touch the guard's skin, she grabbed his arm and pulled him up from the ground.
Hei Zeji's shirt, pants, and boots hung loosely from the guard's shoulder and hip bone, making his body look even more scrawny and twisted. Lin Sanjiu stared at him without blinking. After he straightened his body, he didn't move anymore.
"What's wrong?" Lin Sanjiu cautiously took half a step closer to him and observed his face.
The black hole on his face did not extend to the other guards. Perhaps, this meant that his "transformation into a guard" had not been completed. Otherwise, the first person he would capture would be Lin Sanjiu.
"What should I do now? Since he hasn't completed his transformation into a guard, will he slowly recover if I wait outside? "
"But I still need my payment," the tutor's voice rang out from beside her again.
If the tutor's previous tone could be described as sunny, energetic, and annoying, then this time, there was something else in his voice. He sounded like he wouldn't give up no matter what, so Lin Sanjiu felt a little dangerous.
Lin Sanjiu pulled her attention back and turned to look at the tutor.
When she was sucked out, she had made up her mind that she would never be separated from the artist for the rest of her life. The guy was so useful that he surprised her. If she took away the artist and tutor's Special Items, and also took away [There should be someone like this in your class, right?], she might have to take out all her remaining Special Items to pay the bill.
The thought of bargaining with the tutor and calculating the number of Special Items in her mind suddenly melted like a block of ice when their eyes met.
Under her gaze, the tutor grinned again. The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a row of pearly white teeth.
"The number will only decrease in the future," he said in a low voice, "Here's a free suggestion. You better not lose any more Special Items in the future."
Lin Sanjiu was stunned. The hair on the back of her neck stood up.
"What … Decrease in the future?"
"Special Items." There was no change in the tutor's expression, but it was as if a cloud had drifted over and blocked the sunlight on his face. "A Pocket Dimension swallows a Pocket Dimension, a world crushes a world, and an Item destroys an Item. You and I are the same. "
"What does that mean?" Lin Sanjiu wanted to ask, but she couldn't open her mouth.
"We are all part of the Order. When the flood comes, we and the Order that we represent will be buried in the depths of the flood. "The tutor's voice became softer and softer. It was as if his voice was coming from his throat.
"I don't understand," she finally said, "What does this have to do with the flood …"
The tutor slowly raised one of his hands. Lin Sanjiu took half a step back and stared at him. He didn't look like he was going to attack her. He just moved his fingers back and forth a few times. Looking at them, he said in a low voice, "They are already wet … Now, are you ready to pay the bill?"
If she understood correctly, the tutor only wanted the five Special Items for one reason, and that was to destroy them. And it seemed like he would do anything to achieve that.
Lin Sanjiu gulped. She glanced at the guard, the artist, and the doorway and nodded.
"I understand," she said in a low voice, "I will give you the five Special Items now … But you have to give me two minutes first."
There was a red-faced man lying on the floor of the room.
The long pole-like weapon in the red-faced man's hand was nowhere to be seen. However, he should have other things with him. At the very least, he should have the large bug net that caught Wei Xing.
While Lin Sanjiu was ordering the artist to repeat the same trick, her mind was filled with all kinds of thoughts. However, even she couldn't tell what exactly she was thinking about. There was only one thought in her mind, and it kept beating like a pulse. It wouldn't go away.
"The tutor's Special Item has already been soaked by the flood.
He was sent here by Gong Daoyi, which meant that the flood must have reached Gong Daoyi's location to soak this Special Item. "Gong Daoyi is not far from me … Is the flood already in the same world as me?"
When the red-faced man crashed into the X-ray machine for the third time and let out a muffled sound, the tutor grinned with satisfaction. The red-faced man's black hole was just a few cracks that were slowly opening up. It was very likely that he would regain control of his body as quickly as Lin Sanjiu did. However, before he could regain his strength, Lin Sanjiu had already rushed forward and smashed her metal gauntlets into his temples.
Regardless of whether he would recover or not, he had no chance now.
The red-faced man's body was intact, and he had high combat ability, so he definitely didn't lack points. Therefore, Lin Sanjiu had redeemed quite a number of Special Items. He could have done whatever he wanted in Lava, but now, he had fallen into this unexpected situation. He didn't have any Special Items left. When Lin Sanjiu threw the first Special Item into the tutor's arms, his eyes lit up instantly. He clapped his palms together, and the small plate was crushed into powder in his palm.
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