Doomsday begins with a nightmare

Lin Mo greeted, took Xiao Hei's hand, and the two jumped in one after the other.

A moment of weightlessness.

The sound of violent wind is all around my ears.

As Lin Mo expected, after a short period of weightlessness, he fell to the ground.

His extraordinary physique prevented him from falling.

Looking around, Lin Mo found a light in front of him.

The surrounding air flow rushed towards that side quickly, and the red balloons on Xiao Hei and Lin Mo kept swinging with the wind, as if the thin rope would break in the next second.

Lin Mo pulled Xiao Hei and walked over, and at the same time warned: "Look at my wink later, if I wink at you, you will immediately move me back to the room just now, do you understand?"

Xiao Hei nodded quickly, indicating that he understood everything.

At this time, Lin Mo could see clearly that there was a door ahead, and the light and the huge suction force came from the door.

The door was wide open. When I went in, I found Zhang Meng lying on the ground.

Lin Mo immediately walked a few steps quickly, and when he approached, he found that Zhang Meng was not dead. Lin Mo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhang Meng seemed to be trying to get up, but she didn't seem to have the strength.

When she found Lin Mo coming in, she was taken aback for a moment, and then she showed a look of ecstasy: "Quick, help me make up the painting."

Chapter 0339 Am I Beautiful?

Lin Mo looked in the direction Zhang Meng pointed.

In front, there is a wooden shelf for pictures, and there is a picture on the shelf.

This is a very special painting, it looks chaotic, but if you look closely, you can see that there are cities, roads, and bridges in this painting.

There is actually a Yellow Carp Art Academy.

It's like looking at the microscopic world from God's perspective.

Lin Mo was in a trance in surprise.

Close your eyes and look again, it's chaos again.

This time Lin Mo quickly entered the state of looking at the microscopic world just now, and he saw at a glance that there was a hole in the Yellow Carp Academy of Fine Arts.

Straits of dark breath continuously seeped out from that hole.

Not only that, there are also many weird hands protruding from the hole, tearing the drawing paper frantically, as if they want to continue to expand the gap.

Lin Mo knew that this painting was the origin of the world of this painting.

And look at the hole, the area is not small.

"Did you see it?" Zhang Meng, who was lying on the ground, asked.

She obviously hopes that Lin Mo can see it, because she has no strength to repair this painting. If those strange hands in the dark continue to tear it, the collapse of the entire painting world is an inevitable event.

And this time will not be very long.

It may not last even half an hour.

"How to fix it?" Lin Mo asked, which showed that he saw the damage.

It's just that this painting is amazing, and he doesn't know how to repair it.

Zhang Meng could only speak to guide.

"First use the paper over there, spray a little water, fill the gap from the back of the painting, and then use the pulp I prepared to paint it flat, but these must be done within 1 minute, otherwise, those hands will tear the painting paper again open."

"1 minute?" Lin Mo was stunned.

"Yes, 1 minute, and this 1 minute also includes the time for you to draw."

"Painting? What kind of painting?" Lin Mo was puzzled.

"Whatever, anyway, the repaired place can't be blank, otherwise the painting world won't be able to resonate, and the world will collapse in an instant!" Lin Mo was dumbfounded after Zhang Meng finished speaking.

What kind of resonance, what kind of collapse, this makes the people under a lot of pressure.

"I can't do it, you better come, I'll help you up." Lin Mo went to help someone, Zhang Meng was directly angry: "I will not let you do it if there is any other way, I can't even move my fingers now. Hurry up, there is no time, although you will fail in all likelihood, even if there is a [-]% chance, you should try, can't you just wait for death like this?"

Lin Mo nodded: "What you said makes sense, then I'll do it."

"Wait a minute, here's your pen." Zhang Meng opened his mouth at this time, and then Lin Mo saw something that made him dumbfounded. A paintbrush actually came out of the girl's mouth.

Lin Mo is well-informed when he asks himself, but he has never seen such a spectacle of spitting out a paintbrush.

Zhang Meng had something in his mouth, so he could only whine at Lin Mo. Lin Mo understood, and immediately ran over and stretched out his hand to pull out the paintbrush.

This brush feels extraordinary at first.

It's not that there is any domineering air on it, but because the pen holder is full of sticky saliva.Lin Mo had no choice but to rub against Zhang Meng's clothes first.

"Go, you only have one chance." Zhang Meng urged, it seemed that the situation was really urgent.

Lin Mo nodded, but still asked: "Don't blame me for being wordy, I mean what will happen if you fail?"

Zhang Meng said with a wry smile: "If I fail, I will die. You, including all the monsters here, will be thrown into the Luyuan Community. If you are lucky, you will only be injured. If you are unlucky, you will die!"

"Understood!"

Lin Mo stepped forward immediately, and quickly went through the steps that Zhang Meng just said in his mind, then picked up the blank paper, and walked behind the copy source painting.

The damaged place was easy to find. Without hesitation, Lin Mo pasted the paper on the back and began to gently spray water with the small watering can next to it.

The liquid took on a hazy form, and part of the paper absorbed the water and started to develop a stickiness.

The piece of paper used for repairing was relatively thick, and Lin Mo let go of it without falling off.

This is the first step, and it is a success.

Because all the actions and processes must be completed within 1 minute, Lin Mo couldn't help being a little flustered. He accidentally knocked over the container while taking the paper paste, and the paper paste was scattered all over the floor.

"Stupid!" Zhang Meng said angrily.

Lin Mo fought back without turning his head: "You still have the nerve to blame me? I fought for you for five or ten minutes, but you just lay here in a daze for five or ten minutes. Which one of us is trash?"

The sharp words, coupled with the precise destruction, hit Zhang Meng's weakness, making her unable to speak a word.

Although Lin Mo over there said what he said, his movements were not slow at all. Although he was very unskilled, he did not make the mistake just now again.

The front and back are glued with paper paste, especially the front, which needs to be smoothed slowly with a soft brush next to it.

It took only 30 seconds to do all of this.

With 30 seconds left, Lin Mo chose to draw something in this place that was almost half a slap in the face, requiring only one to resonate with the whole painting.

This resonance cannot be produced, that is, the wind blows the egg shells, and everyone is finished together.

If there is resonance, congratulations, the crisis is resolved, and everyone is happy.

However, it is quite difficult for Lin Mo to conceive the content of the repair within 30 seconds, and the possibility of this is very small.

But at this juncture, Lin Mo has no other choice. He is trying to drive the ducks to the shelves, so he has to get such a fortune anyway.

In fact, Lin Mo has already seen the position of the gap.

It's very complicated, and the resonance that Zhang Meng said is actually coordination in Lin Mo's view.

Coordination of composition.

Simply put, it should not be abrupt.

This is very difficult, and in 30 seconds, you have to not only think about it, but also draw it. Not to mention Lin Mo, it may be that Zhang Meng draws by himself, and it may not be successful.

Fortunately, when Lin Mo encounters difficulties, he never takes an unusual path.

It only took him ten seconds to think about how to draw.

I saw him draw a circle at the filled gap.

Zhang Meng on the ground cast a glance, closed his eyes, and muttered, "Hurry up, destroy it quickly, what's wrong with you!"

Obviously it is determined that Lin Mo must fail.

Speaking of which, Zhang Meng admired Lin Mo.

After talking for half an hour, he persisted for five or ten minutes, and he was still able to handle it with ease. This is definitely a real man, a strong man, which made her admire him.

But admiration is admiration. When the other party started to write, she knew that everything was over.

Such a good painting, drawing a circle abruptly on it, isn't this a joke, it's impossible to resonate.

"Forget it, forget it, this is my life." Zhang Meng sighed at this moment: "When I was alive, nothing good happened. My family was average, my parents divorced, and I finally went to college and learned my favorite art. , but was bullied by the school bully. Okay, my girl won’t play with you anymore, can I commit suicide? In the end, I was not allowed to live in peace after I died, and I was reborn in this strange world. I thought everything would be better, but I became I became the master of my world, but I didn’t know that bastard poked a hole in my painting, hey, die, it’s not like I haven’t died before, 20 years later, this girl is still a good girl!”

Zhang Meng resigned to her fate, Lin Mo's fairy painting skills made her choose to lie flat.

At least, these 20 seconds can make her think about everything in the past.

Time passed by minute by minute.

It feels like 20 seconds have passed.

Zhang Meng was puzzled.

I couldn't help counting silently in my heart.

its not right.

20 seconds have passed.

That's all for 40 seconds.

Zhang Meng thought of something at this moment, and opened his eyes suddenly.

Instead, he made eye contact with Lin Mo.

Zhang Meng let out a cry of fright.

At this moment, Lin Mo was squatting in front of Zhang Meng, staring at her strangely.

"What did you mutter with your eyes closed just now? It's the same as crazy!" Lin Mo asked.

Zhang Meng reacted.

"I'm not dead?"

"Isn't that obvious?" Lin Mo asked back, "Did you think you were dead just now?"

Zhang Meng nodded.

I secretly thought that you drew such an abrupt circle, is there another possibility besides death?

"Okay, you can't die. By the way, you can quickly see if my drawing looks good."

Said Lin Mo asked, pointing to the painting over there.

Zhang Meng turned his head and looked, completely in dementia.

Chapter 0340 Writer

Zhang Meng thought about many possibilities, but she never expected that Lin Mo could actually do it, and it was done in such a simple way.

On the drawing paper, there was an extra five-ring logo.

Zhang Meng's previous memories told her that this should be a five-ring flag.

The circle that Lin Mo drew at the beginning is cleverly intertwined with the other four rings at this moment, and the position and the whole painting look very harmonious.

In other words, in order to make his circle look coordinated, Lin Mo drew another four circles for 'embellishment'.

This isn't tinkering, this is remodeling.

Moreover, this transformation was successful, and the painting world resonated.

In other words, I don't have to die!

Zhang Meng felt that she should be happy.

But Lin Mo actually ruined one of her favorite paintings, which made her unhappy again.

But if you think about it carefully, Lin Mo did this after listening to her request. Can you blame others?Moreover, the real man Lin Mo not only persisted for five or ten minutes, but also successfully repaired the original painting, but he used a unique method, which Zhang Meng never thought of before.

Thinking about it again, if she were herself, the repair plan might fail this time.