Mystery Makes Me Strong

In the afternoon painting class, after Mu Tianming taught some painting skills, he still let the three of them practice on their own as usual, and then made comments one by one.

There was nothing strange on his face, as if nothing had happened before.

Wen Rensheng sat in front of the easel, getting ready, closing his eyes and concentrating, as many memories of his previous life came to his mind one by one.

The mountains and rivers are magnificent, and the people work hard.

A world like this.

But there are still many things out of this world.

He began to draw a picture.

A close-up view is a hot construction site, a long winding road in the distance, rolling hills and tunnels in the middle.

The faces of those workers all had unique enthusiasm and energy, sweat dripped, and the feet were faintly bright red.

Drawing and drawing, Mu Tianming stood behind him and stopped to watch.

When the picture scroll came to an end, he suddenly said, "Did you draw a period of great construction? Looking at these faces, it doesn't seem very similar. I remember that at that time they were all hired foreign laborers. It is said that under every railroad track , has the skeleton of an American..."

"There is no definite era, this is a scenario I imagined." Wen Rensheng shook his head.

"What do these mountains mean? How come there are so many roads running through the mountains, and so many good plains can't live there, how can people live in the mountains, and how can anyone dare to live in those places?" Mu Tianming continued. asked.

Don't you just live on top of a mountain...

Wen Rensheng didn't say this, but replied: "I'm imagining a world without alien species, where people need to live in the mountains, because the plains are already full of people, and they have to go to the mountains to open up small areas. the basins and valleys of the block, for subsistence.”

"That's really pitiful, no one organized to go outside, through the sea and mountains, to find new good land?" Mu Tianming sighed,

"The southeastern peninsula, the southern archipelago, and even further south Australia, there are plains and grasslands suitable for farming and grazing. If Nanzhu is not reserved for other purposes, there are also large plains there."

Wen Rensheng shook his head and said, "There are no aliens in that world. In ancient times, no one had such strong organizational and action power, so we could only open up the surrounding land step by step. The risks of the ocean are extremely high. Relatively speaking, developing mountainous areas is more difficult. Safety."

Wen Rensheng recalled the ancient history of development in his previous life, and he filled almost all the places on land that could be farmed and taxed, until the cost of development greatly exceeded the benefits of development.

"Yes, your painting is very meaningful and depicts another possibility." Mu Tianming nodded slightly.

He stared at the scroll drawn by Wen Rensheng carefully, thoughtfully.

Is this student, drawing this picture, a satire on the tough guys who just wanted to take shortcuts two weeks ago?

Obviously strong and living in a rich land, but there is no enterprising spirit.

The people in this painting, although living in barren places in the mountains, strive to transform the environment and build roads...

However, there is a feeling somewhere, as if the other party is saying that this painting is the more real world.

There is no resurrection, no miracle, and no alien species. There is only hard work and sweat, and the gains brought by sweat.

Death is death, just like the blood and tears looming at the bottom of the painting. People who work hard must wipe away their tears and look forward, not immersed in pain.

Is the other party a metaphor for what he has done?

Is it wrong to resurrect the dead?

The idea itself is not wrong, but the means is wrong.

There was no formal report, no permission from the Inspection Division, just a fluke, hoping to win the lottery, hoping for a miracle, just like those who lost their fighting spirit.

I am far inferior to the workers in this painting. Although they are humble and ordinary, they can, under a unified organization, face the rugged mountains and work hard to dig tunnels and roads that can lead to the light.

The correct way is to enter the inspection department, study carefully, be conscious of taking risks, arrange the funeral, and then explore the real possibility.

Just as Mu Tianming fell into deep thought, a rare reminder appeared in Wen Rensheng's mind again, and it was Erlian:

"The paintings you drew caused the aliens of the same rank to fall into an inexplicable awakening. Your maximum mystery degree increased by 1 point to 189 points."

"You drew a mysterious painting, a worker from another world. You mastered the mysterious skill 'Mysterious Painting (Beginning)', and your extraordinary power increased by 3 points to 192 points."

Immediately close to the 200 mark!

You know, he is just a xenogeneic expert, a xenogeneic expert who is less than twenty-one years old.

Mysterious masters can often exceed 200, and those who have just been promoted even have a mystery degree of 170 or 80.

Such a high degree of mystery actually reflects his true strength. After all, his strength is at the master level.

Wen Rensheng woke up from the reminder. At this time, Wu Shanshan and Wang Wenwen both gathered around the easel to watch his paintings.

"What? It looks ordinary, but my 'Baozi Reunion' looks good." Wang Wenwen glanced at it, and immediately said with disdain.

"The spirit on their faces is much stronger than many ordinary people." Wu Shanshan keenly discovered the emotions of the workers in the painting.

Born in trouble, die in peace.

People in this life have enjoyed the rich land for thousands of years, and naturally they are not as high-spirited as those in the previous life.

In the era of maritime colonization, those who went overseas were farmers, homeless, poor, criminals, debtors...

Wen Rensheng nodded and said, "Whether there are aliens or not, this spirit of hard work is the most important thing. Without it, no matter how good things are, they will not be effective."

"You're right." Mu Tianming suddenly dropped a sentence, then turned his back and walked away.

"The teacher seems to be enlightened?" Wang Wenwen whispered.

"Probably." Wen Rensheng nodded slightly.

The next day, Mu Tianming took Mu Yunrui and Mu Yunqing to leave Junji Peak.

Before leaving, he gathered the three of Wen Rensheng together:

"This month, I have taught you all my skills, and the rest is to walk out of your own way. Whether it is fear, joy, or forging ahead, you must stick to the right path. The so-called right path is to maintain a pure heart, Don't seek personal gain by harming most people."

After he said this, he let the two grandsons and the three say goodbye.

It turned out that he wanted to worship his two grandchildren under his master "the Four Great Elders", and then he would give up his freedom and devote himself to the inspection department to do the most difficult research work on the basic theory of the soul.

This is his consciousness, starting from bit by bit, instead of hoping for a big jackpot and a miracle.

After chatting and agreeing to keep in touch online, the three of Wen Rensheng said goodbye to this mountaintop courtyard where they lived for a whole month.

On the way home, Wen Rensheng received a call.

"Asheng, that game fantasy has stopped operating in the territory, and it is said that it will be relocated to the land of Nanzhu." This is the call from inspector Liu.

"The people behind the scenes are very decisive. Before you start, you will be self-sufficient."

Hearing this, Wen Rensheng realized that the long-delayed fantasy event should be over.

"Yeah, they are going to move to Nanzhu, and the management there has always been much lax. They don't care what they do at all, as long as they pay taxes on time." Inspector Liu sighed.

"It makes sense that many of the latest pharmaceutical factories are also located there, for the same reason."

Wen Rensheng thought of his previous life~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Sure enough, no matter how the world changes, the fate of animals will not change. Placing hope on winning the lottery is impossible to change fate.

At this moment, a reminder sounded again in his mind.

"Happy Village: The end. No matter how good the technology is, it will always succumb to the order of reality. You have won again and brought a heavy addict back to the real world."

"But it is destined to come back, but I don't know whether it will be the return of the king in the future, or a brief restoration."

"Mystery:???"

"Mysterious composition: Seed of Order, Grandmaster Illusion, Life Sacrifice,???"

"You complete a super-difficult mystery event, the mystery awareness increases by 20 points, and the mystery limit is increased to 212."

After the event was completed, there were still unknowns that had not been discovered. This was the first time.

Wen Rensheng fell into deep thought while driving.