124. Happy Halloween
The artist puppet wanted to get angry, but when he saw the painting in front of him, he stopped making any sound.
This blond-haired guy who appeared out of nowhere was indeed better than him in terms of portrait painting skills. Not only was his skill extremely mature, but he was also more bold in his use of colors. Every stroke benefited the artist greatly, and he unconsciously focused on the painting, unable to look away.
He was obviously a ghost who had been dead for many years, but because of his good temper, he would not be unable to accept the fact that others were better than him. It was just that he worked on his painting without permission. If he did not show his extraordinary qualities, the artist would probably get angry on the spot.
After finishing the painting, Messiah threw away his brush and said somewhat uninterestedly, "No, it's still far behind."
He turned around and left neatly, leaving the artist who wanted to ask for advice a little stunned.
Forget it, who doesn't have a strange temper in the art world? There are many people with higher skills and weirder tempers.
The artist shook his head with some regret, returned to his seat, and continued to appreciate the painting.
As he watched, he seemed to understand the meaning of the other party's words "far from it".
Because no matter how many colors are used, no matter how dazzling and complicated the techniques and methods are, it is impossible to depict the charm of that person to one ten-thousandth of the original.
The audience in the live broadcast room was also a little stunned by this scene, but they looked at the Messiah who had just painted with a holy smile and gracefully bowed his head, and they couldn't find any faults.
Unfortunately, even if they found any faults, because the main system strictly prohibited communication between the two sides, the audience in the live broadcast room could not contact the horror trainees who were participating in the competition, so they had to give up.
......
In the days before the Halloween event, all the trainees were very busy.
The high-level trainees were busy scouting the spots, busy testing whether the dolls were abnormal, and busy running around to determine the locations of the amusement facilities in each area. The low-level trainees were busy collecting experience cards for various amusement facilities and riding various projects everywhere to exchange for C-level blind boxes.
Zong Jiu was also busy.
There were eleven teams in total, and each team was responsible for an area and needed to be replaced after completion. The drawings were handed over to Zong Jiu, who ran to the hot air balloon to check them in detail bit by bit.
In the end, Zong Jiu couldn't squat on the hot air balloon all day to do this. He also had to get in touch with the good ghosts and see which ghosts could help in the Halloween Battle Royale event.
For example, the clown with "Come and play with me" written all over his face, and the crazy hat who was happily dancing on the street.
Although he promised to come to the clown to play, because there were too many things to do in the past two days, Zong Jiu happily let him go, and only wandered to Area 1 today.
When Zong Jiu went over, the clown was squatting on the ground, counting mushrooms without blinking, muttering to himself.
"Why hasn't he come to play with me yet? Has he forgotten me? There are so many fun dolls in the amusement park."
"Humans are really not good at keeping their promises. Sure enough, let's kill them."
Zong Jiu: "..."
He pretended not to hear these words and patted the clown on the shoulder, "Hi!"
Hearing the familiar voice, the clown's back stiffened and he jumped up from the ground in an instant. The decadent expression he had squatted on the ground before disappeared completely, and he put on a big smile instead.
"You came to play with me!"
"Yes."
The white-haired young man narrowed his eyes and began to get information inconspicuously, "You only sell balloons in one place every day, aren't you bored?"
"No, as long as you come to play with me, I won't feel lonely~"
Perhaps he was too happy, so happy that the clown couldn't control his feet that wanted to dance, and shook his head in place.
With the bunch of balloons in his hand, Zong Jiu really suspected that if the clown was a little weaker or not heavy enough, he might be pulled into the air by this bunch of balloons.
This time, he asked for a crying balloon. He left under the clown's gaze.
Seeing that the clown was so bored, Zong Jiu decided to be a Lei Feng and find him a companion.
The first choice was of course the Mad Hatter, who had the same attributes as him.
The Mad Hatter had been jumping on the streets of District 3, singing an aria that no one could understand.
Pedestrians took a detour when they saw him, because the level of oil paint on this guy's face could compete with the clown, not to mention the string of blood hanging on his clothes. As a result, the Mad Hatter told others that it was the tomato juice he spilled at Alice's party.
Others looked at the blackened bloodstains: Well, well, just treat us as stupid and we will just watch you take a detour.
No one else could understand what the Mad Hatter was singing, but Zong Jiu could translate every word of his singing without any obstacles.
"Oh, my little white bird, why do you look so sad? Is my love not enough to burn for you?"
It is obvious that the Mad Hatter is quite knowledgeable about drama. For example, this sentence directly borrows the tune from Romeo and Juliet, and then adds his own adapted words, which looks very realistic.
"This is the balloon of the clown in District 1." Zong Jiu answered calmly.
"Oh! Clown! What a hateful name, but it makes my heart surge!"
The Mad Hatter shouted in surprise, "I have heard of this terrifying name. My dear little white bird, can you tell me if he really likes to twist his head off and kick it like a ball?"
"He is next to the factory in District 1. You can ask him this question in person."
Zong Jiu blinked, "I have a feeling that you will have a lot to talk about."
More than just topics, two crazy people together, that is simply the type that can be linked together and cause trouble to the world.
"Oh, okay, okay."
The Mad Hatter thought for a while on the spot, and his pointed shoes tapped.
Perhaps he also felt that it was too boring to sing here alone. After dancing a few half-beat unknown dances, he resolutely decided to listen to the white bird's advice and ran to the first area to find the clown.
Zong Jiu watched his back and calmly accepted the admiring gazes of trainees from all directions, hiding his merits and fame.
......
Twenty days passed unknowingly.
Soon, at nine o'clock today, the tense and exciting Halloween Battle Royale event will be ushered in.
All the members of the Class 9 team gathered in the quiet room of the top-floor bar with serious expressions.
In front of them was a colorful map of the amusement park.
This map was very large, with small characters marking various amusement facilities and buildings in different areas, and everyone also held a colored printed version in their hands.
Zong Jiu pointed to the eleven areas divided in the amusement park.
"There are some amusement facilities in many areas, such as haunted houses and roller coasters. The Colorful Amusement Park is so large that the main system should not point out that the safe house must be a certain building facility in a certain area at the beginning. It is very likely to be developed in different areas. For example, only the haunted house is pointed out as a safe house, so as long as it is a haunted house, it can temporarily serve as a safe house."
Everyone nodded as they listened.
"There are a total of ten hours in the night, which means we will experience ten changes in the safe house."
The magician took out a card at random and pointed to the different color areas on the map. "When we go in, we will first act as a group. Even if we are separated, we have to go to the next safe house location in the form of a team."
"Finally, the most important point is that the safe house may have a limit on the number of people."
The faces of all the trainees became serious.
Everyone knows what it means to have a limit on the number of people in the safe house.
If a bungee jumping machine is designated as a safe house, it can only take ten people.
If a hot air balloon on the beach is designated as a safe house, it can accommodate even fewer people.
In this regard, the main system has relaxed the conditions for them.
It promises that each round of safe houses can accommodate more people than the number of trainees participating in the event.
So in order to deal with this situation, it is definitely not feasible for the entire Class 9 team to move together, and they can only act in small groups.
Zong Jiu closed the map and encouraged, "That's all I have to say. Come on, I hope to see a full 110 people when the park closes."
"Okay."
The sound of everyone's response almost lifted the ceiling.
Everyone walked towards the entrance of the amusement park in groups.
Halloween is here, and the amusement park is dressed up in a new look.
The lanterns that were previously hanging in the air have all been replaced with ignited pumpkin lanterns, and paint is splashed on the ground on the roadside to create a sense of horror. Not to mention the skeletons hanging on the eaves, the scarecrows decorated with cloth strips, the giant coffins lying on the corners, and the most important thing is hundreds of real ghosts.
The dark yellow and pale white are intertwined, and the purple and scarlet complement each other, and the atmosphere comes out all at once.
The trainees who came to the amusement park at this time were all preparing to participate in the Halloween event.
Among the more than 5,000 trainees, there were still not many who dared to participate in this dangerous event. All the high-level trainees were there, but many low-level trainees backed out, so there were only 2,000 people who came to participate in the event, less than half of them.
Everyone held a special map in their hands, which divided the organization lines invisibly.
Zong Jiu looked at Zhuge An from a distance, then moved his eyes away without making a sound, and instead looked at the other S-levels.
Twenty days were enough for Zong Jiu to test these S-levels.
The result was good, and he didn't know until he tested it. He was shocked when he tested it. Except for the few S-levels that Zhuge An had brought in beforehand, the others were almost wiped out, and even his big brother Fan Zhuo was fooled, which Zong Jiu never expected.
He picked out a few cards with the Devil in reverse, and planned to save them one by one during the Halloween event.
Zhuge An frowned, "We haven't fully understood the basis of his ability yet, so be careful."
Zong Jiu sighed, "What a pity."
The devil hadn't appeared in front of him for the past two days, but instead had several puppets dangling around, full of hints.
The room card of No.1 was in Zong Jiu's hand. If he agreed to cooperate, he could come to the door at any time.
Zong Jiu had originally thought of this, but unfortunately the situation has changed now. Once he makes a move, it will be the best response.
Zong Jiu was of course regretful that he couldn't play the game of pretending to cooperate and stabbing in the back.
Time ticked by.
Finally, when it was almost nine o'clock, the mechanical sound of the main system sounded.
[Special event: Halloween Battle Royale, about to start]
[The park will be closed in five minutes and will not reopen until 6 o'clock tomorrow]
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