tokyo creator

Chapter 164 Dawn Comes
...Ten minutes later, Orokui covered her face and sighed deeply.

What is in her hand is a graffiti that is not much better than a child's simple drawing.

Hui Yuan was a little helpless at first, and carefully explained: "I...I didn't mean it, but I really..."

"My mistake..." Oriuru Aoi made a tired voice, "I just remembered that the power has perfect body control, so I took it for granted that you can draw it... But painting, as an art of visual reproduction, it It really pays attention to technique. Of course, one person cannot create these techniques accumulated over generations."

In other words, deeply remembering every detail of a scene is something within the power of flesh and blood.

Drawing a straight line or a standard circle is also something that flesh and blood can do.

But reproducing the scene in the mind on another medium is not only a matter of body control, but also involves the techniques and applications of cognition, correction, decomposition, light and shadow, color, etc...

In short, it's like giving an original to a person who has never learned to draw. Even if he traces lines, he won't be able to draw a copy.

Hui Yuan thought for a while and said, "I have another way."

"Huh?" Zhe Lukui raised his head.

"I can't draw, but I can be a photocopier. I can't color in the form of a surface, but I can dot to dot. So, prepare 256 pens of different colors for me, and I will break down the impression in my mind For the pixel drawing, I select different pens according to the color of each pixel, and click on the precise position on the physical paper according to their original position... In this way, in the end, although I can't draw, I can still draw her face. The lattice form was reassembled."

In this way, regardless of "technique", "aesthetics" and "color sense", only to reproduce the chromaticity value, brightness value and precise position of a single "point", that is simply a matter of memory and physical control.

Even if it is increased to tens of millions of different points, there is no difference to the power of flesh and blood.

Hui Yuan thought about it this way and felt very confident.

Zhe Lukui's eyes lit up at first, but then he shook his head: "It's a good idea, but the conditions don't allow it."

"Well, let's first consider the most likely scenario: the image used by the messenger is one of Holy Knot's students, or her relatives." She thought for a moment and said, "——Now recall what you have seen Compare the list of Holy Knot students with the face of the messenger one by one, and then tell me the list of the top five most similar ones."

"Okay." Hui Yuanchu nodded.

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and the cicadas began to move and compare countless faces in his mind.

Soon, he opened his eyes, a little surprised.

"What?" Zhe Lukui looked at his face and asked.

"There is no need for the top five." Hui Yuanchu shook his head and said, "There is only one person, and the similarity is far greater than anyone else."

"Who?"

"Ijuin Ayano."

Zhe Lukui was stunned for a moment, then suddenly, she bent down and burst out laughing.

Soon, the girl twisted into a ball on the sofa again, hammering the sofa hard, making a "bang bang" sound, and bursting out with an unprecedented happiness.

Hui Yuan was at a loss at first.

Soon, Zhe Lukui stopped laughing and sat upright again.

"Very good." She regained her calm attitude and said, "If the messenger looks like Ijuin, then I still suspect that the ascendant may be someone else who cares about Ijuin. But if it is like now, the image of the messenger looks like Ijuin , and there are decisive differences in some places - from that point of view, I can be sure that [-]% of those who ascend to the spirit will be Ijuin."

“This image of the messenger is proof of that.”

Hui Yuanchu actually didn't understand the reason why Zhe Lukui said that. He didn't dare to ask her why she laughed so hard just now, so he could only follow her words and ask: "So, is this image her sister or mother?"

Oroku Aoi turned to look at him and denied: "No, Ijuin is an only daughter. And she is more like her father, so her mother's image does not match this appearance.

“What the messenger borrows is the deepest image in the soul’s mind.

"But Ijuin Ayano is selfish, stupid, and arrogant. Before meeting you, she always only had herself in her heart, and there was no place for anyone else.

Finally, Zhe Lukui slightly bent the corners of her mouth: "So, at the moment she stepped on the road of ascension, the image borrowed by the messenger who came from afar to enter her heart can only be Ijuin Ayano herself—— However, it is what she thinks about every day and night, and hopes that she will become like that.”

Haiyuan initially thought of the turbulence that the messenger could see from behind, and then recalled the flatness he felt when Ayano took her hand and put it on his chest...

Suddenly, I understood what Orokui meant and why she was smiling so happily just now.

- Ding dong.

The doorbell of the suite suddenly rang.

In an instant, Hui Yuanchu entered the highest combat readiness state.At the same time, Orokui Ai opposite him suddenly put away all his expressions and tensed up his body.

It's two o'clock in the morning.Would a normal customer do this at a time like this?

Not to mention that just half an hour ago, Hui Yuanchu had just explored the old Rose Hall and had a battle with a group of puppets controlled by a craftsman.

Hui Yuan's first reaction was that maybe the craftsman was chasing after him again.

Hui Yuanchu stood up, silently sneaked to the door, and once again sent the Soul Zen out through the crack of the door.

After a moment, he was a little surprised, but relaxed.

He turned around and mouthed Zhe Lukui, "It's Kudo."

At the same time, he turned on the video doorbell and showed the scene at the door to Oro Aoi, who was walking over.

Seeing Kudo standing upright at the door on the screen, Oroku frowned and whispered, "Have you seen her in the old Rose Hall?"

Hui Yuanchu thought for a moment.The cicadas flew up and carried the faces of all the "dolls" that they had seen in the old Rose Hall three and ten minutes ago.

Soon, he recognized a certain doll with Kudo's appearance.

"I've seen it before," he replied simply.

"...Then, the one at the door is a doll now." Zhe Lukui said with a serious expression.

"Fight? What do you need me to do?" Hui Yuanchu asked directly.

Zhe Lukui thought for a moment but shook her head: "No, it may not be that urgent yet... I have always suspected that the craftsmen may not know the situation here."

...All the students in the entire academy have been replaced by craftsmen with his dolls, and you still say you don't know the situation here?Haiyuan couldn't understand Zulu Kui's thoughts at first.

But Orokui clearly had no intention of explaining at this time.And without waiting for Hui Yuanchu to stop her, she pressed the answer button and asked knowingly outside the door: "Who is it?"

"Ah, is it Oru-senpai?" Kudo outside the door heard Oru Aoi's voice and seemed very happy, "I'm Kudo."

"What's the matter so late?"

"It was Ijuin-sama's request that I deliver the ball gown prepared for Ori-sama."

"Dance?" Zhe Lukui glanced at Hui Yuanchu with a subtle expression.

And Hui Yuanchu was even more confused.In the two days since he entered the Holy Knot, he had never heard of any dance.But why does it sound like Ijuin and Kudo have discussed some kind of "dance" before?
"Yeah, the prom is in two hours."

What came out of Kudo's mouth surprised Haiyuan at first.

two hours later?But isn't it two o'clock in the morning?Is holding a dance party at four o'clock in the morning some strange custom of the Holy Knot?

While thinking about it, he instinctively turned his head to look at the grandfather clock in the living room.

Then the moment he saw the clock dial clearly, Hui Yuan was stunned.

Orilu Kui opposite also withdrew her sight at this time.She was much calmer than Hui Yuanchu, so she took out her phone and took another look.

Then, he raised his head and took a deep look at Hui Yuanchu, and silently showed the phone screen to Hui Yuanchu.

The time displayed above is consistent with the clock display that Hui Yuanchu saw.

18:00, PM.

Immediately afterwards, Zulu Kui listened intently.

But Hui Yuan was more direct.At the same moment, the cicada swarm had already swarmed out, sweeping away the nearby campus.

Due to the vast space, Soul Zen's "retrospective" ability cannot meet the conditions for use, so Hui Yuanchu cannot know the status of the last moment.

But from this moment on, in his field of vision, outside the door, in the corridor, in other Huayi's rooms, all the way to the Calyx dormitory in the distance...everywhere, there were students who were awake and moving.

The color of the canopy also changed.

Just as dusk and sunset had just left, the sky was still slightly dim, but it was gradually getting darker with the ensuing night, and the early rising quarter moon and the bright pole star could already be seen.

Under such a canopy, the entire campus is lighting up lights one after another, making it noisy and lively.

...Just like this moment, it is truly six o'clock in the evening, just after class.

(End of this chapter)