Please draw your way of death

Chapter 86 Encounter

The players who were entangled by Omelande didn't seem to want to cause trouble. Seeing that Ning Mian finally pushed the man who was overly enthusiastic about them a few seconds ago, he thought there was some hatred between them, and they were far away. After a few glances, he left in the other direction.

"To be honest, your dungeon boss is the weirdest dungeon I've ever experienced." Meng Qishu came in front of the two of them, knelt down next to Omeland's face, with a little teasing in his eyes, "Dungeon boss There is also the obligation to chase after the players and tell them the secrets of customs clearance?"

Whether it was when they met Omi Lande at the very beginning, they were reminded by the other party that the three numbers might not be the room number but the house number; The meaning of the three numbers; and just now this guy was pestering another group of players, trying to tell them the true meaning of the three numbers.

Is this what a dungeon boss should do?

Shouldn't the dungeon boss fight against the player everywhere, increasing the difficulty of the dungeon?

Meng Qishu couldn't count the tricks Omeland had done since he entered this dungeon.

First, the player is left in the dungeon without specific tasks, and then the player is asked to find the dungeon BOSS by himself, and then he personally guides the player on the right path, and he almost fails to lead the players to clear the dungeon in person!

What you do is not only difficult for the players, but also for the system, okay?

"Controlling the difficulty of the entire dungeon is the responsibility of a dungeon boss." Seeing that there was no one else beside him, Omilander simply stopped struggling and collapsed on the ground, lazily saying, "You guys can't even get the first task done. If I can’t finish it, how should I issue the next task?”

"Maybe you can put the mission in the dungeon task column on the card at the very beginning of the dungeon?" Meng Qishu smiled, trying to look a little kinder.

Tossing and tossing, in order to find someone to waste such a long time, is this very efficient?

"That's not acceptable." Omeland propped up his upper body with his arms, stretched out a finger and waved it twice in front of Meng Qishu's eyes, "We must proceed step by step."

Meng Qishu didn't want to accompany him step by step at all, all he knew now was that he had wasted a whole day in the dungeon to find this idiot in front of him!

"What's the next task?" Meng Qishu was a little impatient. He squinted his eyes and sneered, "Huh? Mr. Omeland?"

"The next task can't be told until we meet in house 520." Omeland closed his eyes half-closed, shaking his head like an irresponsible magic stick.

"House No. 520, right?" Meng Qishu nodded, with a slight smile on his lips, giving the appearance that this person seems to be easy to talk to.

However, a few minutes later, Omilande, who was pressed on the scorched ground somewhere, swore that Meng Qishu seemed easy to talk to, and he was a dog!

"Can we talk now, Mr. Omilander?" Meng Qishu held the door plate he found in the afternoon in his hand, poked the back of Omilander's head which was pressed down on the ground, and said quietly.

"..." Omeland buried his entire face on the ground interlaced with planks and scorched earth, so angry that he couldn't speak.

Me, he, isn't this kind of encounter!

He struggled a bit, pulled his face out of the ruins, gave two peeps, and said in distaste: "There is one more condition, twelve o'clock in the evening!"

Meng Qishu still nodded, seeing the action that happened just a few minutes ago made Omeland tremble with fear, so he opened his mouth in time before Meng Qishu opened his mouth and said: "You can't tie me here, this It is illegal imprisonment!"

Meng Qishu, whose purpose had been seen through, glanced at Omi Lande in surprise, and then turned his gaze to Ning Mian Sheng, who was pressing Omi Lande on the opposite side: "The dungeon boss still knows about illegal imprisonment?"

In the end, Ning Mian didn't even think about it, and said straightly, "Just pretend."

Omeland: ...?

How could he not understand illegal imprisonment?Why is he just pretending?

"Actually, I didn't intend to tie you up. After all, I forgot to bring the rope before I came here." Meng Qishu pondered for a while, and his steady voice fell into Omeland's ears, and for some reason, there was a little more horror Taste, "There is a quicker way, so that we can meet in a second at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night."

"...What method?" Even though he really didn't want to know, curiosity still drove Omeland to ask this sentence that should never be asked.

"Perhaps you should know," Meng Qishu got up and took two steps to the side. When he came back, there was a heavy thing in his hand. He smiled, but there was a bit of threat in his smile, "Sometimes , Eyes closed and opened, this period of time has passed.”

Omelande looked at the stone in Meng Qishu's hand that looked like it could kill people, and couldn't help but shrink back, his momentum weakened a little: "Perhaps you have also heard that sometimes, you can't close your eyes Open, this life is over..."

"So what are your options?"

After a lot of coercion and temptation, Omi Lande, who didn't keep his professional integrity, was finally defeated by these two guys who didn't talk about martial arts, and he confessed all the tasks that followed.

To put it simply, the second and last task the player receives is to complete a painting according to Omeland's intention.

As for what suits him, Omelander only gave one sentence.

"The Moon and Sixpence."

Meng Qishu and Ning Mian finally looked at each other, a little confused about what this meant.

"Is this the theme of the painting?" Meng Qishu pinched his chin and asked Omeland, who had collapsed on the ground.

Although Ning Mian had finally let go of him, this guy didn't get up in a hurry for some reason, and just collapsed on the ground, wanting to give them the mission.

"It's a theme, and the content of the painting should be created around this sentence." Omelande hummed with a protracted tone, "Also, it's not without reason that you are asked to look for house No. 520. Wait for you to understand this painting Once you have an idea for the painting, you can bring the things you want to use and come to the 520 studio to create.”

"Can't it be done elsewhere?" Meng Qishu asked.

"No, the assessment place for the students led by Omelande is in Studio 520." Omelande raised one arm and swung his wrist twice, "Other places don't count."

"But the whole house in 520 was burned down, where is the studio?"

"Well..." Omeland paused, moved his head, and looked over with the top of his head against the ground below him, so that his entire face was upside down in Meng Qishu's eyes.

"Let's wait for you to find it yourself." Omeland smiled, and didn't say much. His voice floated, and it brought back the illusory sense of mystery before.

Meng Qishu felt that Omeland was really a psycho, no matter how he looked at it, especially when he was speaking in such an erratic tone.

But because of this point, it is obviously unnecessary to beat Omelander up. He glanced around the ruins of house 520 and asked, "Should we still use it that night?"

I know what I should know about the task, and I'm afraid it will be useless if I come again.

"Then who knows?" Omilander was still smiling, with a somewhat mysterious feeling in his smile, which made Meng Qishu feel very uncomfortable.

"Just in case, come again." Ning Mian finally said, "Anyway, other players will come too."

Maybe you can take the opportunity to inquire about a wave of information.

"Yes." Meng Qishu replied. He took one last look at Omi Lande lying on the ground, turned around and walked down the mountain, "Go back to the town first, and come back at night."

Seeing the backs of the two leaving, Omeland sat up from the ground and yawned lazily.

two...six...ten...

How many players can be left in the first round of missions?

On the way back to the town, Meng Qishu couldn't help thinking about what the "moon and sixpence" in Omeland's mouth meant.

Related to this, he only knew of a book called The Moon and Sixpence, but does that have anything to do with this copy?

"In the book "The Moon and Sixpence", there is a man who gave up everything in pursuit of art." Ning Mian finally knew this book, he looked over his eyes and said in a steady voice, "He is a He was a stock exchange broker, but he gave up his originally harmonious and happy family and a good life, and settled on a small island to pursue the art he wanted. Finally, he died of illness and asked his wife to burn down the building that was He painted houses full of paintings."

"His name is Strickland."

At first glance, it seems to be somewhat similar to this dungeon.

Both are an artist, both settled on a small island, and their final endings are also bizarrely similar.

"Strickland is a lunatic," Meng Qishu muttered and commented, "At least I think so."

The person in the book uses his own paintbrush to trace the art he pursues in every corner of the house, whether it is a canvas, a wall, or something else.

But when he was dying, he asked his wife in the island to destroy the art he had created.

The same is true for Omeland in this copy. He set fire to the house containing all his paintings, including himself.

They seem to have one thing in common, that is, the same madness, the same pursuit of art, and the same indifference to the whereabouts of their works.

"But...why?" Meng Qishu couldn't understand, "The things created with hard work, just because they are not satisfied, will they be burned in the end?"

"No. In the book "The Moon and Sixpence", Strickland finally commented on his own work." Ning Mian's eyes were very calm, as if explaining a very common thing, "very satisfy."

Strickland thought at last that he had caught what he most wanted.