Soul Painter

In Bostno hospitals big and small.

　　 Gao Fan made a full circle.

　　 Everyone knew this painter. Some people asked him if he was sick, and some people asked him if he came to visit someone.

　　 Gao Fan shook his head, indicating that he was here for a stroll.

　　 Come to the hospital for a stroll, you deserve to be a painter.

　　 "Has the number of patients increased in the past two days?"

　　 Faced with the painter’s question, the medical staff shook their heads, saying that everything was the same as before.

Gao Fan didn’t believe it. He asked Anna to drive him around Bostno streets and alleys for several times. All the scenes he saw were a detailed daily scene. It was May, and the warm wind brought by the ocean gulf stream was moist. After the entire coastal city, tourists began to come in large numbers, and all the scenes were full of life, not to mention the dead bodies, even people with coughs and colds could not be seen.

　　 In other words, although Gao Fan was in the hall of inspiration, he used 3 million Boston citizens to attack the moon scene he was exploring.

　　 and suffered heavy casualties.

　　 But in reality, Boston has not been affected in any way.

　　 This is a stark contrast to Gao Fan being in the hospital for seven days after being pierced by a spider girl in his inspiration.

　　 Different treatment...

　　 Gao Fan thought that the last time he used Boston to attack Mao Zhou, which mutated into a flower tree, he hadn’t heard of any disasters and changes in Boston.

　　 So... is it a mysterious concentration problem?

　　 Gao Fan has a comprehension.

　　 Currently, Gao Fan is the only existence that can experience the three dimensions of reality, the hall of inspiration, and the fragments of inspiration.

　　 If the presence of Gao Fan is regarded as 100%.

　　The three million Boston residents, especially those 2.9 million radiated by blood, their sense of existence is probably... well, less than 0.1%.

　　 This sense of existence should be equal to: (distortion + world) X occult.

　　The skill determines the base, and the mysterious density determines the multiple.

　　 At the same time, this formula is also a formula that draws a human or creature into the hall of inspiration from Gao Fan.

　　 How to calculate specifically, Gao Fan had to turn to Anna for help.

　　 But three million Boston residents spent a total of 15,000 occult points, which is only 0.005 points per person on average, which is less than 1 mystery point.

　　 Therefore, their sense of existence is like a phantom.

　　Similarly, the damage that mysteriously feedbacks to them is almost nothing.

　　 The so-called three million is an imaginary number that can no longer be imaginary.

　　...

　　 Before Gao Fan started his second attempt to understand the mystery represented by the lunar soil.

　　 Lawrence found him.

　　 Lawrence is very nervous about Gao Fan's sudden hospitalization. He is not ignorant of the mystery behind Gao Fan. It is too shameful to be Lawrence's agent and the shrewd mind of an outstanding businessman.

"Little brother, I hope you take care of yourself. Of course, this may be a nonsense. You have a reason to take a risk. Even the unparalleled achievements and status you have achieved in the field of painting today are all related to your adventures. Related, but what I want to say is that I can help you." Lawrence said.

　　 "Thank you very much, but I don't think you can really help me. It will only cause trouble for you. You better know nothing about my ‘adventure’." Gao Fan shook his head.

　　 The mysterious world is vast, and any human existence will be diluted into it, and even swallowed. Gao Fan relies on the existence of the silver key to dare to explore in it. What can Lawrence help him?

　　 "It seems that you really have some trouble." Lawrence sighed, and then he handed a business card to Gao Fan.

　　 Gao Fan saw the letters ‘Academi’ on the business card and a string of phone numbers.

　　 "Blackwater, I believe you know something. Although the incident in Iraq made them notorious, they are indeed a more trusted private armed force." Lawrence said, "Can they help you?"

　　 "I think...huh?"

Gao Fan was thinking that in this world, no private armed forces can compare to the gravediggers and the sons and daughters of Rachette. Even the Blackwater Company can only be famous in the human society. In the dark side world, there is nothing they can do...but not necessarily.

　　 What if Gao Fan draws these mercenaries armed to the teeth into the hall of inspiration of Gao Fan?

They are just ordinary people, and the skills and mysteries required to describe them should be similar to those of ordinary Bostno citizens. After Gao Fan painted them into the hall of inspiration, their power is far greater than that of ordinary Bostno citizens. .

　　 There is a play!

　　 Gao Fan immediately became excited.

　　 He found a path, a path of powerful his own mysterious power.

"Can help!" Gao Fan said to Lawrence with his eyes lit up: "Can you please help me with a hundred people right away... No, it's better to ask some world champions in the fighting world, boxers, and winners of indiscriminate fighting competitions, who can help me. Find them?"

　　The mental patient has a wide range of ideas.

　　From this perspective, Gao Fan immediately thought of ordinary humans with powerful force values. Unfortunately, Gao Fan could only paint living people. Otherwise, if he draws Lu Bu, wouldn’t it be invincible?

　　 Lawrence was perplexed by Gao Fan's eagerness.

　　 He didn't expect Gao Fan to be so interested in his proposal.

　　 But what is the point of looking for boxers, world champions, and fighters?

　　 "What the **** are you doing?" Lawrence couldn't help asking.

　　 "I want to hold another painting exhibition~" Gao Fan said, this answer was beyond Lawrence's expectation.

　　 Lawrence couldn't keep up with Gao Fan's thinking at all.

　　 But this answer is what Lawrence wants to hear.

　　 Gao Fan hasn't had much creative enthusiasm recently.

　　 only a picture of the characters in the Red Chamber came out, UU reading www.uukａnshu. The com thing has artistic value, but it certainly cannot sell at a high price. So Lawrence looked at the six "Mask" paintings he had left, and was already worried about what to do if it sold out. After all, except for "Bostno" "People", Gao Fan hasn't published any new works for more than a year, which is anxious.

　　 "What is the content of your exhibition?" Lawrence asked.

　　 "Yes... well, you are the strongest person in the world. Simply, I will host the world's strongest martial arts conference, and the strongest people in it will become my models~" Gao Fan said.

"The world's strongest martial arts conference..." Hearing the name, Lawrence began to grind his teeth. The last time I wanted to buy a country was just over. Fortunately, I have not mentioned it recently. Now I want to have a martial arts conference, Gao Fan. Is this a radical change in the brain nerves? How did these ideas come about?

　　 So Lawrence couldn't help but complain about Gao Fan: "Little Junior Brother, in the martial arts conference, you can still take out the Dragon Ball as a reward, right?"

　　 It seems that Lawrence also watched "Dragon Ball" when he was a child.

　　 "There is no Dragon Ball, but we have money~" Gao Fan said, "How about a winner with a prize of 100 million US dollars?"

　　 "Not very good!" Lawrence is so angry that our hard-earned money is wasted like this?

　　 "You know that the time, energy and money spent in organizing such an event can't be stopped by one or two billion." Lawrence persuaded Gao Fan.

　　 "Money is not a problem, but time...time is indeed too late." Gao Fan pondered.