1133: C1133 It's Real

C1133 It's Real

The sky had already darkened. That night, the castle purposely left Qin Guan and his group as guests. After the three million hawk dollars were transferred into their account, Qin Guan and his group received the most solemn welcome.

"If everyone stays here for a few more days, there will be a grand opera performance." Royce said, "It just so happens to be the opera of this mural."

"Sure." Qin Guan said as he watched his father-in-law start drawing.

Before he started painting, Chen Yutong's father had been staring at the wall for a long time. In his mind, he was rapidly thinking about this mural. It was as if he had a well-thought-out plan, as if he was not painting bamboo. There was already a mature bamboo in his chest.

Chen Yutong's father picked up a brush and started to wave it on the wall. At this time, Ruoxi used her small eyes to excitedly look at her grandfather who was so carefree and unrestrained and happily clapped her hands.

"Grandfather is really awesome!"

The green paint turned into a grass field with a ratio. On this dark green grass field, Chen Yutong's father's hands kept drawing people one by one. These people carried a person, it was Elizabeth's corpse.

Then it was the sky. In the sky, along with Tang Hao Se's call, venus appeared again. Compared to Venus in the other murals, venus was even more lifelike, especially the pair of eyes. It was full of temptation and liveliness. It was as if he was really a goddess.

"Grandpa, you drew so well!" Ruoxi said, "My mother taught me the story of drawing the finishing touch of the dragon. As long as I tap my eyes, the dragon will fly. Why didn't the fairy you drew fly up?"

Chen Yutong's mother stroked her hair by the side. "Silly child, that's a story. There are no dragons in the world."

"Then is there a fairy?"

Fairy? Chen Yutong's mother hesitated for a moment and did not know what to say. Was there really a fairy? She remembered the few paintings that she had collected at home. They really looked like fairy paintings.

"Grandma, when I grow up, I also want to be a fairy." Ruoxi said.

At this time, it was already late at night.

Yusheng had already fallen asleep. He had no artistic cells and had no interest in these things.

Qin Guan looked at his father-in-law painting and slowly admired him. The old man really had a few tricks up his sleeve. It was a good idea for him to come out for the New Year with his whole family.

Soon, Chen Yutong was also sleepy. In a room by the side, everyone fell asleep. Only the old man was still painting. Qin Guan and the Lu were watching from the side.

Outside, the sky gradually became bright.

The old man had yet to deal with the details. If everything was handled properly, it would take three to five days. Now, he had already drawn to the last scene.

Tang Hao Se fell beside Elizabeth's coffin and died. At that moment, another group of pilgrimage Orb Patrollers walked over. They brought the Pope's wooden staff, which had germinated and grown green leaves. It proved that... Tang Haose's sins had already been forgiven, and the entire drama had come to an end. Qin Guan looked at his father-in-law drawing the wooden staff, and the drawing was vivid and lifelike. Then, he used a green brush to decorate it.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces. When the third piece of green leaf was drawn, a strong fluctuation of mental power suddenly surged out.

The people, scenery, and even the green leaves in each painting were filled with endless mental power.

At this time, the Lu made its move. Her body once again turned into a sharp sword. This sharp sword rotated in the sky, stirring up a storm. It was like a tornado, gathering all the mental power together. It was like a funnel, gathering the mental power above Qin Guan's head.

Thank you! Qin Guan didn't know how to thank the Lu. If it wasn't for the help of the Lu, most of the mental power would have been used up, and he wouldn't even be able to absorb 1% of it.

And now? Less than 1% of the mental power had been lost, and most of it had been injected into his brain.

In their brains, Grassland Hero, the empress, and the others were also silently watching. The painting had completely entered the system, and was faintly visible around them.

"This western painting has a strange beauty." The empress couldn't help but sigh.

"It's not fun. It's not as fun as the cauldron and the Statue of Liberty." Grassland Hero said.

Qin Guan felt the surging mental power. At the same time, ... The upper limit of his Spirit Focus started to jump. After absorbing the Statue of Liberty the last time, the upper limit of his Spirit Focus had increased to 1.25 million. Now, the previous one had changed from 1 to 2, and from 2 to 3. Qin Guan looked at it happily. When this number jumped to 4, it finally stopped.

With the power of the Gods, it will help me upgrade the system!

Last time, the freedom spirit increased the upper limit to 1.25 million. But at that time, it was a huge waste. What about now? He had absorbed almost all of it. Furthermore, it was not just this painting. The most important thing was that behind the painting, there was a god that represented the West, and it was because of this... This was the reason why there was a huge increase in strength.0

What could these four million Spirit Focus do?

In order to exchange for an aircraft carrier, one needed hundreds of millions of Spirit Focus. In order to exchange for a cruiser, one needed tens of millions of Spirit Focus. Out of all the exchanges, a battleship needed the largest amount of Spirit Focus.

Now, he already had four million Spirit Focus. If the cruiser was not enough, then what about those that were one level lower than the cruiser?

Qin Guan impatiently entered the system.

The destroyer was above five million. These four million Spirit Focus could be exchanged for the frigate!

Having a frigate was not bad either. The Perry level of the people of Y Country could be exchanged. The other frigates in the country could also be exchanged. It was a pity that the advanced 054A frigate in the future did not enter the cemetery.

Qin Guan walked around in a circle. He looked around with envy. With this four million Spirit Focus upper limit, but he had not absorbed so much. As long as he absorbed so much Spirit Focus, he could start the trade route.

Just as Qin Guan left the system, he heard the sound of clapping behind him.

"Not bad, not bad. We have always felt sorry for this wall. We didn't expect that you, an artist from the east, would be able to do it. That's great." Royce said.

He was a little worried last night. If the painting was a mess, he could get the millions of hawk dollars, but this was a free society. There would definitely be some people pointing fingers at it.

Now, Royce's eyes lit up. The painting was really good!

"Sir, we can hire you to do more paintings here. You can become an honorary professor in our country's high schools. If you are willing, I will introduce you to them now." Royce flattered him.

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