Surveillance Man vs. Toilet Man, the first lesson in saving the world

Author's Talk 63

8218 Lelele

627, buckle

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Knock knock knock (clear knocking sound)

"Is there anyone there?" Lan Xiang knocked on the door of the photo studio. After waiting for a long time, no one came out to open the door.

Seeing this, HH·19 thought of what Ati said just now and reminded Lan Xiang

"Sir, Arti has just arrived. He asked you to go in directly."

"Really?"

"real"

Hearing this, Lan Xiang looked up at the others, and everyone nodded to confirm the authenticity of HH·19.

Lan Xiang slowly turned his head to look at the door, and then pushed it open after being mentally prepared.

Creak~ (the sound of inertial movement when the door is pushed open)

Then Lan Xiang turned around and motioned for everyone to wait outside the door, and then walked in alone.

Seeing this, everyone was a little worried about Lan Xiang's safety, but since Lan Xiang chose to let them stay outside, there must be other reasons, so they couldn't say anything.

Everyone had no choice but to suppress their worries and start chatting with each other outside the door.

Boom, boom, boom (the sound of stepping step by step)

Lan Xiang entered the photo studio alone and walked slowly towards the depths.

During the time it took to reach the opposite room, Lan Xiang carefully looked at the various scenes hanging in the surrounding photo studios.

There are many places on it that Lan Xiang has seen before, but most of them are places that he has never seen before.

Before walking to the door of the room, Lan Xiang saw a very beautiful picture

It seems to be a conceptual painting, covered with flowers and grass, full of white, and the frame of the painting isolates the sky and ignores the earth.

The photo frame has its name "The Beauty of Freedom" written on it.

Lan Xiang looked at the painting. The difference between this and the previous photos was that this was a pure painting. They had never seen a photo camera.

Concept painting, that is to say, there is no such scene in this world

"I'm curious, who came up with this painting?"

Lan Xiang patted the dust on the frame and murmured

"it's me"

A sudden calm voice came from behind Lan Xiang, which surprised Lan Xiang.

But fortunately, I know the owner of this voice, Lan Xiang, and he is not a stranger.

"Is this what you thought of? Thank you for your hard work. It must be difficult to find scenes outside the world in the world."

"Hehehe, you are the first one to think that this whimsical painting is what I am after... very good! You guessed it right"

The voice chuckled upon hearing this, and then a self-deprecating tone came from it.

Lan Xiang turned his head slightly and looked at the nearby room, from which the voice came.

As for the guys inside, the only one left is Recorder Starks.

Lan Xiang patted his shoulder and tidied himself up before walking into the room.

The scene in the room was different from the darkness last time. After Lan Xiang came in again, the lights here naturally turned on and illuminated all the surrounding areas.

The only photo studio in the city, with an interior that is completely different from the exterior

Lan Xiang was a little surprised by the huge and spacious space. The square meters here were close to the large warehouse over there, and the outer area was only as big as a normal building.

Is this also the capability of the video camera? so amazing

Lan Xiang was slightly surprised, and Starks, who was standing here, chuckled with pleasure when he saw this.

"Hahahahaha, how's it going? Not bad, right?"

Starks spreads his huge arms to show the surrounding scenery that is more detailed and beautiful than the photo frames outside.

This is the beauty in the world, it has nothing to do with race or ideas

At this time, Lan Xiang also looked at the landscape pictures under Starks' deliberate display.

Those pictures have more details and something indescribable than the photo studio outside the room.

It seems to be a soul?

“Paintings and scenes are both the same thing; they are both the essential spatial logic of the world.

That feeling you get when you first see it is a sense of self-involvement, a cognitive barrier where I feel like I'm there, of which the sight is the most obvious and the painting the most ethereal.

In order to record those scenes, we used our own eyes to save the scene at that moment with a click. "

Seeing Lan Xiang thinking, Starks explained casually.

After hearing these answers, Lan Xiang suddenly understood everything, but he still had some questions in his mind, and then asked softly towards the happy Starks

"Recorder, since paintings and scenes are the same thing, then why doesn't the "Beauty of Freedom" outside the door have that feeling?"

Hearing this, Starks fell silent.

After the two stared at each other for a long time, Starks gradually began to explain.

"Well...it's a long story.

But what I can tell you is really very little. I can only answer your current question.

Although the two are the same thing, "The Beauty of Freedom" does not exist in the world. There is no "freedom" in this world. This is the fact that I finally discovered.

I know you'll have more questions, but I really don't have any answers to give you. "

before i die

Starks felt slightly depressed and turned around, no longer looking directly at Lan Xiang.

Seeing this, Lan Xiang had to temporarily suppress his curiosity and chatted with Starks about the new negotiation plan.

After a while, after Lan Xiang said the original words of Titan surveillance, Starks said

"I can accept the change to the third condition you mentioned, but if you want to change the second condition later, I won't be able to give in."

"Don't worry, what we need is for everyone to fight together, not fight within the group. We will definitely do what we promised."

Lan Xiang nodded firmly towards Starks, who watched silently. It wasn't until Lan Xiang finished speaking and was about to leave that he stopped him.

"In this case, Arti, you guys should have been in contact with me. Then I have the responsibility to tell you the information about the remaining eight children. Listen carefully..."

Hearing this, Lan Xiang immediately turned around and started preparing seriously.

Seeing that Lan Xiang was ready, Starks continued.

"TAP·Twilight, he is a child who doesn't like to communicate. He loves to observe life and respect customs."

"TAP. This is a very free and easy child who likes to communicate with other beings the most."

"TAP Si, this one is different from others. He ignores life, only cares about its value, and hates trouble."

"TAP·Little Ana, this is the only girl among the nine. She has new functions that are completely different from the others. She loves life and loves life."

"TAP Kroll, this is a bellicose child who doesn't like to chat or be nosy."

"TAP·Shi, this is the scholar among the nine, and he is also the only scholar. He is studious, diligent, and respects life's own choices."

"TAP Wei, this is a child with a nagging personality. He is good at teasing others for his liking, but he will apologize for going too far. He is not a bad boy, but he slightly hates humans."

"TAP Ji, this is a taciturn child, but his mobility is very strong. He likes to stay alone in one place for a long time and hates being disturbed by others."

"Okay, I hope this can be of some help to you, please."

Starks tried his best to tell most of the information at once, and then asked Lan Xiang.

After hearing this, Lan Xiang gave Starks a thumbs up, then turned around, opened the door to the room, and left.

Lan Xiang didn't plan to talk nonsense anymore, because he had a feeling that Recorder Starks didn't have much time left.

As for how to tell... maybe Starks was too anxious.

Seeing Lan Xiang closing the door and leaving, Starks gradually relaxed.

He looked at the nostalgic scenes around him and sighed slightly.

But at this moment, Starks suddenly covered his head and struggled violently.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah"

He is in pain, he is unwilling to accept it

Boom! !

Starks covered his uncomfortable head and fell to his knees on the ground in a daze, stirring up a large amount of dust.

Immediately, although his hands were still shaking, the surroundings fell into deathly silence.

Is immortal eternity really immortal?

Stay tuned, the wishes of the nine!

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