Building a Salvation Organization from Scratch

Chapter 22 The Man in the Painting

Looking at the four who swallowed the mulberries without hesitation, Chen Sheng showed a gratified smile.

If after he revealed so many mysteries and spent so much talking, these four talents he valued still don't plan to join.

He was not going to continue persuading.

Judging from the fact that he was busy serving as a wave of psychiatrists to help anxious painters on the way here, he was actually not that eager to join these four people.

Besides, although he sincerely hoped that the four people in front of him would join, the person he set up for Yong Rili was after all a mighty and upright salvation organization.

As a leader, not forcing others to join is also maintaining the personality of the organization, but it can also slightly increase some organizational experience.

But fortunately, in the end these four people still chose to join Yong Zhou.

The scale of the organization has expanded again, which is gratifying.

Chen Sheng looked at the four people whose skin was gradually turning red in front of him, and while waiting for their transformation to end, he opened the system panel to check.

[Organization name: Yongzhou]

[Organization Leader: Chen Sheng (Leadership Privilege: Psionic Level = Organization Level + 3)]

[Organization Level: 0]

【Experience: 90.76/100】

[Organization Secret Realm: Advanced Cave and Everday Headquarters]

Experience has increased to a certain extent.

After all, destroying abyssal monsters, absorbing talents to build a salvation organization, and maintaining the ancient mysterious persona of the salvation organization can all continue to gain a small amount of experience.

Not only did he recruit four talents to the organization, but Bai Yu was also busy building the organization in Huaguo. The officials of the United States were amazed by the extraordinary and were investigating. He appeared in front of the four people and explained the organization...

These behaviors are all in line with the way to gain a small amount of experience.

Therefore, now his experience has reached more than 90, approaching the critical value of upgrading, and it is not far from the first upgrade of the organization.

There is a high probability that there will be some rewards after the upgrade, and Chen Sheng is looking forward to it.

After all, the abyss crack in the San Cristo Mountains near Taos Town still exists. Even if Chen Sheng can smash the entire San Cristo Mountains inch by inch, he still cannot close the crack in the abyss.

He needs a secret realm now.

Just like when he was in Zhonghai City, he used the secret realm to erase the cracks in the abyss.

Otherwise, the space in the zone near the crack in the abyss will be unstable, and monsters from the abyss may squeeze in from the abyss through the space at any time.

He also has to suppress and guard here.

It's not impossible to save the cracks for monsters and experience, but there will only be more and more cracks in the future, so there is no need to keep a crack.

Moreover, the experience obtained by eliminating abyssal monsters is far inferior to the other methods. Obviously, the system does not encourage him to maliciously leave cracks to spawn monsters, but encourages him to work hard to build an organization and maintain the organization's personality.

While he was thinking, the four people in front of him who had swallowed the mulberries of the hibiscus tree had obviously recovered from their transformation.

Each of them looked like they were full of qi and blood, and their physique had already transformed beyond that of ordinary people.Their mental state is also unprecedented.

"Now, you are psykers with level 0 spiritual power."

Chen Sheng looked at the people whose eyes were shining brightly, and began to explain to them.

About transcendence, about spiritual power.

These four people now need to have a general understanding.

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Taos Town.

After being appointed to investigate the incident, Andrew had a brief exchange with Major General Chris.

Then it was decided that Major General Chris would lead most of the troops into the San Cristobal Mountains to search and find the whereabouts of the monster.

He was in charge of leading his own agents and some of Chris' soldiers to Taos Town to conduct related investigations.

After arriving in Taos Town, the subordinates conducted door-to-door inquiries and investigations according to the division of labor, while Andrew wandered aimlessly.

"This Taos town has a really strong artistic atmosphere."

Andrew sighed with interest while looking at the various paintings on the roadside stalls.

Just a few steps away, you can find that the roadside stalls along the way are full of various paintings, which are all works of various wandering painters.

Unlike the exhibits in the eight art galleries in Taos Town, these wandering painters had no way to let their works enter the gallery exhibition, so they chose to set up roadside stalls for exhibition.

"this painting……"

Andrew's eyes were suddenly attracted by a portrait that looked new.

[By Luke] and [For Eternal Sun] are written in the corner of the painting.

By Luke Needless to say, the author of this painting is named Luke.

For Eternal Sun is also easy to understand, it means that this painting is given to the eternal sun (Eternal Sun), but this Eternal Sun is obviously not a person's name.

The background of the picture is where Andrew is sitting. In the middle of the picture is a handsome young man, giving off an inexplicably quiet temperament.

The rest of the places are not special at first glance, but on the chest of the man with a quiet temperament, there is also a pattern that looks like a sun.

This pattern made Andrew narrow his eyes slightly.

For some reason, he always felt a little relieved when he saw this pattern.

I have been anxious since I discovered that there might be monsters, and I have a little peace.

"How is it? My technique is okay."

"Boss, do you want a portrait?"

A young man, taking a brush from his blue afro.

Andrew looked at this man with an artistic hairstyle, and rejected his enthusiasm: "No, but this painting is really good."

"Hey, it's not just my Luke's fault."

"That man is full of temperament."

The painter named Luke chuckled, and while inserting the brush back into the afro, he talked to Andrew in front of him with great interest.

Andrew patiently listened to Luke's story and learned that Luke met the man a few hours ago.

The man claimed to be a psychiatrist, and seeing that Luke was in a state of anxiety, he gave Luke on-site so-called psychotherapy for a period of time.

After that, Luke drew a picture of the man. This picture did not fully describe the man's temperament, but Luke couldn't help but feel deeply sorry.

Andrew looked at Luke, who was full of expressions in front of him, and kept sighing while telling the story, and subconsciously dragged the bench under his buttocks to move back.

Those who engage in art are inevitably a little strange.

The movements of his teeth and claws seem to be very concerned about the painting that was confiscated by the psychiatrist after the painting was finished.

Looking at it like this, he couldn't buy this painting that would make him feel calm just looking at it.

Andrew was pondering, ignoring the chatter of Afro Luke, and turned to look at the other paintings on the roadside stall.

Suddenly, his eyes stayed on one of the paintings for a long time.

The lower part of the painting is a dense forest at night, covered in dark and dull tones as a whole.

The upper part of the picture is suddenly lit up, and the bright tone outlines a penetrating beam of light, rising from the dense forest in the lower part of the picture, illuminating the upper part of the picture.

Andrew narrowed his eyes, lost in thought as he looked at the obviously newer traces of paint.

This is what was painted today.

And... the dense coniferous forest in the painting always feels so realistic.

"This painting was created between [-]:[-] and [-]:[-] this morning?"

Andrew narrowed his eyes, and looked at the young painter in front of him with scrutiny.

(End of this chapter)