Protagonist interpretation rules

Chapter 8 Creation is also the way home

"I'm mad?"

Lin Wannan looked stunned, and the girl's brows immediately furrowed: "What are you talking about?"

"You casually eat the inspiration that others give you, and you still say you're not crazy?"

Bai Yue sneered: "Normal people know how dangerous 'inspiration' and 'deepness' are, right?"

"I……"

Lin Wannan was speechless for a moment. She lowered her head, feeling a little at a loss.

"You even got me into trouble."

The young man observed the other party's expression and began to hit the snake with a stick: "You took me into this hellish place, and you haven't even apologized until now."

"I...I didn't mean to."

Lin Wannan quickly defended, and the girl's voice became smaller and smaller: "I don't know why 'White Lead in the Bottle' suddenly lost control..."

"Didn't Teacher Gu tell you the emotional conditions for digesting inspiration?"

Bai Yue took advantage of the situation and asked, continuing to explore the common sense in the other party's cognition.

"Never."

The girl's blank eyes showed clear stupidity.

"..."

Bai Yue shook his head helplessly, but although the other party's answer was of no value, Bai Yue still had a vague answer in his heart.

——It’s missing.

The emotion required to digest the 'lead in the bottle' is intense longing.

Under the endless and almost morbid yearning day after day, the infatuated girl with a bright future will finally settle down at her most beautiful age.

The moment the repressed emotions completely explode, her consciousness will be dragged into the infinite depths, leaving only an empty body in this world, becoming a painting used by the devil to attract people's hearts.

"Good guy, so perverted..."

Bai Yue murmured to himself. He had realized that the notebook he handed over was just a catalyst.

He just triggered the girl's inner thoughts in advance, thus accelerating the birth of the 'painting'.

But from this point of view, this painting has undoubtedly failed.

Lin Wannan's consciousness did not die completely like the original owner. Her descent seemed to stay here under her own influence...

"Speaking of which, since you don't know the triggering conditions of inspiration, haven't you ever been afraid?"

Bai Yue was a little curious about what the other party was thinking.

"Of course I'm not afraid."

As if thinking of that gentle face, Lin Wannan's eyes lit up: "Because the gentle Teacher Gu will not harm me."

"..."

Looking at the other party's firm eyes, Bai Yue felt weird.

Is Teacher Gu’s brainwashing ability so powerful?
He couldn't help but fall into a brief thought, why would a young man with a mature mind, fully aware of the dangerous common sense of the world, still wholeheartedly and almost paranoidly believe the lies spun by others?
But Bai Yue soon felt relieved again.

Because even in his previous life, there were many, many such people.

Under the manipulation of thoughtful people, they can easily be coerced, deceived, and paralyzed.

They will cover their own eyes with their own hands, use their emotions to deceive their dusty reason, and use their malice to speculate on other people's maxims. In the end, they will completely become lambs who abandon their thoughts and have no regrets until they are slaughtered.Bai Yue always stayed away from such people.

During the conversation, the two of them had already arrived in front of the art exhibition hall.

The young man raised his head and looked at the turning point of the main plot in the original author's work. Lin Wannan's eyes showed fear and uneasiness.

Since the background of "The Color of Heaven" is No. [-] Middle School in Beihe City in the real world, Lin Wannan can still recognize school facilities such as teaching buildings, playgrounds, office buildings, and student dormitories even through the filter of oil painting style.

It's just that... the painting style of the art exhibition hall is obviously incompatible with the surrounding scenery.

This building is more of an old Western style.

Its overall tone is gray and pitch black. The wall in front of the two people is covered with mottled moss and messy scratches. The outline gaps between the wall bricks are like gray spider webs.

Uncomfortable threads spread out all around. They entangled one closed semi-circular arch window after another, and connected to the tall and sharp black domes that were tilted in all directions.

The strangest thing is that even though the four sharp auxiliary buildings are already astonishingly high, the main building they surround is still beyond ordinary people's understanding.

The tower-like black main building extends infinitely towards the sky curtain, and its shape presents a spiral and twisted state.

It was as if a giant had grasped the top of the tower and twisted its palm. Not only did the main body of the building not collapse, but it instead spun along with the force like a hot jellybean.

All the lines are stretched and twisted in this way, including the masonry, chimney, window sill, and... the black oil paint figure inside.

Their faces were also affected by the distortion, and each 'human face' was pressed tightly against the elongated, deformed arch window, peeping at the visitors outside with its slender eyes.

Bai Yue also stared at them, thoughtfully.

The original owner's youthful fantasy was indeed dyed with crazy colors here...

Lin Wannan obviously also noticed the figures in the windows, and the girl's figure froze in place for a moment.

"Relax, take it easy and don't use fear to attract their attention."

The young man naturally noticed his companion's embarrassment.

Bai Yue touched his 'handsome' face, turned back and said with a smile: "Even if they can really escape, I am confident that I can stab them to death with my chin."

And the moment the young man turned around, all the faces that had been standing in front of the window quickly shrank back.

She didn't know if it was Lin Wannan's illusion, but she felt that those twisted faces seemed to be also frightened...

"Let's talk about other more important things."

Bai Yue didn't seem to notice the abnormality above. The young man took the initiative to change the topic: "You should still remember the method of returning to the living world, right?"

"Yes." Lin Wannan subconsciously moved closer to the boy: "I can't forget the first official rule."

"Tell me about it."

Bai Yue had a smile on his face, as if I knew everything, but I was still ready to test you.

The girl paused, and then recalled obediently: "Only creatives will take the initiative to swallow inspiration and fall into the depths.

Once the inspiration is completely digested, the creators will use their own will to create unique works in the deep level through painting, literature, music, etc., thus anchoring the way back from the deep level to the real world. "

"That's it... pretty good, pretty good."

Bai Yue nodded repeatedly, with a look of approval: "In other words, you only need to create a 'work' and we can go back?"

"The premise is that I must completely digest the 'white lead in the bottle', but..."

"only?"

Lin Wannan seemed to have remembered something, and she had a strange look on her face: "It ran away."

(End of this chapter)