Disaster Shelter

In the quiet night, in a dimly lit house, creator Guo Shengye is working.

He is a cartoonist and a book artist.

Because the girls in the paintings are vivid and cute, they can bring an incredible sense of substitution to people, so although the painters are not top-notch, they are also quite famous in the Sakura area.

However, in the Washington area, there are many people who have read his cartoons, but few people pay attention to him.

As he drew and drew, he suddenly tore up the drawing paper in front of him and rubbed his hair roughly.

What the hell is this, it's completely devoid of life, it doesn't deserve to be my work!

Guo Shengye was irritable at the table for a long time, then walked to a big mirror, looked at himself in the mirror and remained silent.

I need inspiration, so come and play.

He put his hands behind his back, made a fist-guessing movement, and suddenly made a pair of scissors in front of the mirror.

And Guo Shengye in the mirror, his hands are spread out!

The movements of the two people inside and outside the mirror are inconsistent!

Guo Shengye had long been accustomed to this kind of weird situation. He continued to play finger-guessing games with himself in the mirror for a dozen times before he stopped.

This time I won ten hands first, and what I want is still the same as before. Inspiration, I want inspiration!

The mirror image Guo Shengye nodded, and then the picture in the mirror began to change. The mirror image Guo Shengye walked out of the house with a knife, walking forward in the night.

Guo Chengye is very familiar with the picture in the mirror, because it is the scene near his home.

Until the mirror image Guo Shengye came to the door of an apartment and knocked on the door.

Guo Shengye knew who the people in this school were, they were female students in an art class he was in charge of.

Soon the door was opened, and a beautiful young girl came out. She was a little surprised when she saw Guo Shengye.

Teacher Guo, what's the matter with you, it's already so late...

Before the girl finished speaking, Guo Shengye in the mirror covered her mouth and pushed her into the door.

Then there was a hasty cry for help from the mirror, and the sound of a knife piercing into the human body...

Looking at this picture, Guo Shengye outside the mirror didn't have a trace of fear. Anyway, these things just happened in the mirror and had nothing to do with the real world.

Mirror Mirror Guo Shengye dragged the dead body of the female student with great effort, slowly returned to the side of the mirror, threw the body on the drawing paper in the mirror, and then the body disappeared.

The inspiration has been prepared for you, come and play next time.

After speaking, the movements of the mirrored Guo Shengye and the real Guo Shengye gradually synchronized, and they no longer seemed weird.

But Guo Shengye didn't care what he looked like in the mirror, he threw himself to the side of those drawing papers, stroking them epileptically.

On those drawing papers, a phantom of a young girl began to appear, and Guo Shengye could change this phantom into any shape.

That's it, this kind of drawing paper has a soul, it is worthy of me, and it is a perfect work!

So Guo Shengye lay down in front of the drawing paper, and the brush in his hand didn't stop until he had drawn hundreds of pages of sketches.

He admired the soul-like characters in the paintings and fell into a deep fascination. It was the inspiration given by this mirror that he was able to draw so many excellent paintings.

After a while, he used the photocopier in the room to make copies of all the drawings and mailed them to his editor.

And those original drafts were carefully bound by him. The pictures of the original drafts were so vivid that they would move around in a small area and could not be seen by others.

Holding his original drawing, Guo Shengye returned to his study, where there were booklets of similar originals.

He greedily stroked those sketches, as if those sketches were not cold paper, but fresh lives.

This is the thirty-second book. One day, I will fill up this bookshelf. By then, I will be the best painter...

...

I told you to drive as you please, but you really drove here for me. Wen Wen said while flicking San Zai'er's head with his hands.

In front of Wen Wen was the Furonghe City that he was familiar with. It was here that Wen Wen completely domesticated the three cubs. Could it be that this guy was nostalgic for the time when he ate the skin of his feet?

But anyway, Wen Wen also planned to rest in Furonghe City for a while, so he asked San Zaier to drive the car into Furonghe City.

Wen Wen called Lin Zheyuan on the way, and Lin Zheyuan told Wen Wen that the house Wen Wen lived in was still there, and he could go back to live directly. They are very busy now and have no time to entertain Wen Wen.

The busyness of Lin Zheyuan and the others was within Wen Wen's expectation.

Although the matter in Qiling Mountain was finally brought under control, a large number of monsters escaped from the mountain before the association arrived, and now the cities around Qiling Mountain are all in a mess.

However, Wen Wen has no plans to help them, it's just that some weak monsters don't need him to take action yet, and he came to Furonghe City as a vacation, not for work.

Back in the familiar house, Wen Wen threw himself on the bed in a relaxed manner, while San Zai'er laid down in a glass fish tank with ease.

After lying down for a while, Wen Wen took out the tomahawk steak, tore off the plastic wrap on it, cut the meat off, and put away the bone stick.

At the same time tomorrow, a new steak with plastic wrap will grow on this bare bone stick, which is very convenient.

Fry the extra-large piece of beef with butter and sprinkle some pepper and salt, it is a delicious meal.

After eating, Wen Wen wiped his mouth, took out a green snake from the shelter and threw it beside San Zai'er.

This is the wife I sent you, see if you like it.

This green snake is useless except for its good looks, so Wen Wen didn't bother to lock it up in the shelter to occupy a place. If the third cub didn't like it, Wen Wen would consider eating a snake soup.

After seeing the green snake, San Zai'er's three eyes became brighter, and he walked to the side of the green snake, entangled with the green snake.

It seems to be a good match, then you can play with this new friend first.

Then Wen Wen entered the shelter, and he wanted to sort out his harvest.

First of all, those monster materials, the largest amount of ordinary materials, Wen Wen had already sold all of them to the association in Yaoling Village, and the remaining batch of relatively rare materials, Wen Wen threw all of them into the shelter shop.

If the former Wen Wen saw these materials, his eyes would shine brightly, and he wanted to refine various weapons for himself in different ways, but now he is really too lazy to do so.

Because Wen Wen was equipped with super equipment from head to toe, except for the underwear, there was no need to make new equipment at all.

Speaking of which, maybe I should consider making a pair of extraordinary underwear...

After reading the material, it was time for Wen Wen to deal with the few monsters he had captured. Except for the green snake thrown to San Zai'er, there were still the round-faced fighting fat chicken and the big eel, as well as the golden monster with disaster-level strength. Hippogriff.

Both of these two monsters have disaster-level strength. The round-faced fighting fat chicken has amazing fighting skills, and the big eel can pretend to be a human being, and is good at escaping and sneaking. Both of them can be used in specific situations.

After the golden eagle monster is domesticated, it should be a very good flying mount.

Just thinking about the monster, Wen Wen slapped his head violently, with a strange look on his face.

He suddenly remembered Cang Yan who was thrown into Hu Youling's cell by him...

For such a long time, you won't die in it, it's a prelude to a disaster.