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Chapter 3790 Inside and Outside the Room
Chapter 3790 Inside and Outside the Room
During this process, Angel did not forget to observe the situation of Gleipnir and the starworms.
In the messy and narrow room, Gleipnir began to draw the design again.
She drew several pictures very quickly, but she would stop halfway through, examine them for a moment, then crumple them into a ball and throw them aside.
There were already a lot of paper balls on the ground, and now there are new "friends".
Angel watched this scene and speculated, "Are you imitating Anna? Understanding her life, and then using it to break through the cage and draw a design that Anna would approve of?"
Gleipnir: "No, I was just halfway through drawing when I came up with a better design."
Unlike Anna.
The reason why Anna's house is filled with crumpled design drafts is because she can't design clothes with unique style.
Gleipnir had too many costumes that he could "copy" in his mind. When he was halfway through copying, he felt that there was a more suitable one, so he scrapped the previous design.
Angel: "Actually, you don't have to give up halfway through. You can draw all of them, and then give them to Anna one by one to see which one she likes. In this way, won't the chance of passing the level be higher?"
Gleipnir: "When it comes to designing something, of course we have to strive for perfection. How can we just rely on quantity..."
Gleipnir suddenly stopped talking halfway.
Even the hands that were drawing stopped.
"No, I'm not Luigi, why would I say something like that?" Gleipnir sensed something unusual. Whether she was drawing the design or pursuing "perfection" in the design, it had nothing to do with her true intentions!
She looked around and frowned at the cramped room.
After a long while, he whispered, "I feel like this room seems to be affecting my thoughts."
Angel: “…I see.”
Gleipnir frowned and whispered, "You just said that my behavior is very similar to Anna's?"
Angel: "Although I have never seen Anna drawing, I can guess from the mess in her room. And you just crumpled up the paper halfway through your drawing and threw it away casually. You look very similar to Anna."
Gleipnir: "So, my abnormality just now was caused by Anna's influence on me?"
Angel: "I don't know, but I don't feel any residual energy in the room."
Gleipnir pondered for a few seconds, then walked out of the room with a pen and paper and came to the corridor.
She decided to draw a design in the hallway to test whether the inside and outside of the room would really affect her.
The corridor was dark, but with the dim light from the door, she could still make out the brushstrokes on the paper. She sketched slowly, and after a few minutes, a new design was ready.
This design is a primitive tribal style sleeveless collar with a brown grass skirt.
If you unpack the paper balls she had thrown around the room, you'll find out that she had drawn this tribal-style grass skirt before, but threw it away halfway through in pursuit of "more perfection."
But now, she left the room and painted in the corridor, but she did not have the mentality of pursuing "more perfection", and she painted it easily.
Seeing this, Gleipnir looked towards the dimly lit concierge with a thoughtful look in his eyes: "It seems that it is indeed a problem with the room. But why didn't it seem to be affected when I drew the design for the first time?"
“Is it because of a different mentality?”
When she first drew, Gleipnir didn't care and just drew casually. But after being marked "X" by Anna, she started to compete seriously, and that's when she was "influenced".
So, maybe it’s really a mentality?
Of course, Gleipnir was just guessing. Now that it was confirmed that the room was affecting her, she could just not enter the room.
With this idea in mind, Gleipnir spent a few more minutes drawing a few design drafts in the corridor, all of which she had crumpled up halfway through drawing in the room before.
But when painting in the corridor, she can complete the painting.
In addition to the tribal style, there is also the crystal armor style of the Crystal Eye Tribe, the functional style of the Grand Plane... Gleipnir painted five different styles in a row.
After finishing the drawing, I immediately took the design draft to the lake to start "submitting" it.
Before submitting her article, she looked up at the dark, cloudless sky: “Are you watching?”
Angel: “Yes.”
Gleipnir: "Do you think I can get through this time?"
Angel thought for a moment before answering, "The design drafts this time are very typical. In my opinion, they should be passable."
Gleipnir: "What if you still fail?"
Angel: "If it still doesn't pass, then there are only two possibilities. Either these styles have precedents in Modern City and are not unique enough; or, as you guessed before, Anna has her own standards for passing, instead of following the conventional standards."
Gleipnir nodded, without commenting on Angel's words, and threw the five design drafts into the lake one by one.
A few seconds later, five design drafts floated out of the lake, each with a black "X" on it.
Obviously, Anna was not satisfied with any of the five designs.
This time, Gleipnir did not curse Anna. Instead, he stared at the lake quietly for a long while before turning around and leaving.
On the way back to the building, Gleipnir asked the empty air, "So, what do you think is the possibility? Is there really a precedent in Modern City, or does Anna have her own criteria for judgment?"
Angel: "I don't know, but if I have to say, I would choose the latter."
The five design drafts that Gleipnir had drawn before came from different civilizations. Some of them were from the Mirror Realm, which were almost closed and did not communicate with outsiders.
In this case, it seems unlikely that Modern City can find a "precedent".
Therefore, the biggest possibility is that Anna’s judgment criteria are different.
"If Anna's judging criteria are different, then how should I complete this random task?" Gleipnir fell into deep thought...
At the same time, the situation on the Starworm side seemed to have improved.
Kaushik, who had been in the security room, came out of the security room after being bombarded by Starworm's verbal attack.
Walk upstairs step by step.
Seeing this, Starworm was excited. Is this a progress in the strategy? !
The starworm suppressed the rotation of the nebula under the brick mask and quickly followed.
Kaushik did not say anything about the Starworm following him. He just quietly came to the security dormitory on the second floor. There were two rooms in this dormitory, and Kaushik lived in a smaller room.
He opened the door and walked in.
The star worm followed in.
After entering the room, I found that Kaushik's dormitory had almost no furniture, only a bed and basic living utensils.
Kaushik sat on the bedside and looked at Xingchong with cloudy eyes: "I don't know who you are, and I don't know why you are interested in an old man like me."
"But I'm just an ordinary, lazy old guy."
"If you don't believe me, you can see for yourself." Kaushik: "All my stuff is here."
Kaushik looked calm, as if he was helpless because of being entangled by the starworm, so he took him to his dormitory and let the starworm investigate.
But through his God's perspective, Angel could clearly see that although Kaushik seemed helpless on the surface, his eyes were always observing the starworm.
He seemed to be thinking about something.
Starworm did not notice Kaushik's look, or perhaps he noticed it but did not show it on the surface.
Since Kaushik asked him to "see it himself" in the room, perhaps the key to triggering the mission lies here?
With anticipation, Starworm began to look for anything special in the room.
However, the room was small and clean, and you could see through it at a glance, with no furniture at all.
If we have to say what is special about it, it might be the "photo wall" on the wall next to Kaushik's bed.
A one-meter-square wooden board was nailed to the wall, and dozens of photos were cluttered on the board, ranging from black and white to color. The scenes and characters in the photos were also completely different.
"These photos..." Starworm couldn't help but get closer.
Kaushik lowered his head: "I took all the photos. It's over..."
Photos from the past? Starworm silently turned his head and looked at Kaushik. To be precise, he was not looking at Kaushik himself, but the NPC information floating on his body.
Leaving aside other background information, it is clearly mentioned in Kaushik's information that every time Kaushik mentions his past, he always remains silent. Perhaps he has some unknown secrets.
The NPC information has made it clear that Kaushik's past has a secret.
Moreover, the name of the side quest triggered by contacting Kaushik is also somewhat related to the "past": time is a circle.
Now, Kaushik says the photos are "in the past".
Then the situation is very clear, there is a high probability that Kaushik’s secret is hidden in these photos!
With hope, Starworm carefully observed each photo, trying to find clues to the mission.
……
Ingres naturally saw the wall of photos, and he did find something in the photos, but the full picture could not be inferred from the information in the photos alone.
Kaushik himself needs to add to it.
Since Kaushik has brought the Starworm here, as long as the Starworm does not go off track, it should be able to receive subsequent tasks.
Seeing this, Ingres didn't think any further and just wait and see what happened.
Ingres withdrew his gaze from the "distance" and looked back at the nearness.
At this time, he was already very close to the Tina Entertainment building.
However, he had no intention of going to Tina Entertainment, but turned a corner and took another road.
After walking about fifty meters forward, Angel looked at a bakery on the street.
The warm light dispelled the dark night. Combined with the fragrance wafting from the store, there was a sense of "belonging" in the rain.
However, what attracted Ingres was not the bakery itself, but the bench in front of the bakery.
Zuniga was lying on the bench and sleeping.
At the other end of the bench sat a young man wearing an apron. Judging from his attire, he should be a clerk in the bakery.
It was he, together with the owner of a nearby store, who moved Zuniga, who was sleeping on the street, to a bench under the eaves.
The gentle clerk was sitting at the other end of the bench, holding a cup of hot milk, looking at the dark rain curtain, and muttering to himself in a low voice.
"Just letting a homeless person sleep on a chair in front of the store shouldn't violate the rules set by the store manager, right?" The young clerk asked with some trepidation. After all, the store manager had clearly stated that no one with disheveled clothes should be allowed into the store.
This homeless guy definitely doesn't meet the store manager's standards.
But he didn’t let the homeless person into the store now, he just let him rest at the door... I think the manager won’t blame me if he sees this, right?
Although he was worried, he did not intend to drive Zuniga away. It was raining heavily and this was an old man. If he did not help him, something bad might happen.
Faced with the choice between getting fired and having something happen to his elderly father, he chose the former.
"But the milk is almost cold, why hasn't he woken up yet?" The young man looked at Zuniga worriedly, especially at his chest. He looked carefully and made sure that it was still rising and falling steadily before he looked away.
"He must be too tired. He will wake up after a while of sleep." He felt the cold rain outside and looked at Zuniga's thin clothes. Finally, he walked back to the store, took out his clothes and put them on Zuniga.
Then continue to sit at the door of the store, waiting silently.
"If he doesn't wake up, you won't just sit here and wait for him to wake up, right?"
At this time, a voice came into the young man's ears.
He looked up in the direction of the sound, and saw a man standing under a wall lamp at the corner a few meters away, looking over here.
Because he was standing under the wall lamp, the halo of light shone directly on his face without reservation, making his features completely hidden in the dazzling light, making it difficult to see his appearance for a while.
The young clerk looked around and made sure there was no one else around, then he pointed at himself cautiously: "Are you talking to me?"
Angel nodded.
The young clerk scratched the back of his head: "His breathing is steady, he shouldn't have slept that long."
"I'm talking about...if."
The young man thought for a moment and said, "I get off work at 4 a.m. If he's still not awake by then, I'll have no choice but to wake him up."
Angel: "What if he can't be woken up even if I call him?"
The young man looked puzzled: "It shouldn't be that serious, right?"
Angel didn't say anything else, but pointed to the handrail on his right: "There are 100 Modern coins there. If he doesn't wake up after this, send him to a nearby hotel."
The young man turned around and saw a 100-yuan Modern coin on the handrail.
"Ah? Sir, do you know him?" He turned around and wanted to ask Ingres, but saw that Ingres had turned around and walked into the rain.
"Sir! Sir! One hundred Modern Coins is too much!"
Angel's voice floated into his ears through the rain: "I don't know him, just like you, I just met him for the first time. As for the hundred, the rest is your hard work fee."
The young man exclaimed "Eh!", ran quickly into the store, picked up two umbrellas, and wanted to chase after the man.
But when he came to the corner and looked at the street ahead, he only saw rain curtains on the long street, but did not see a single person walking in the rain.
"At least, hold an umbrella..."
Looking at the umbrella in his hand, the young man sighed and finally returned to the bakery.