Chapter 2 Paper Man 02 All eyes were staring unblinkingly...
From this perspective, you are far ahead in terms of momentum, and at this time you are much more confident than before.
You took two steps at a time and walked forward, grabbing the monster and picking it up. You looked at it and asked, "What did you do to me? Why am I here?"
The little monster just looked at you innocently without any reaction.
Although there is no response, you are sure that it must have its own thoughts, otherwise it would not make so many small movements.
You raised one hand and poked the little monster's soft body with your finger: "Can you speak?"
“Wow…Wow…Wow…”
I didn't understand a word.
Rather than figuring out how to get back to reality, it seems like you need to solve the problem of hunger more. You haven't eaten for most of the day, and you've consumed a lot of energy by walking and running. Now you're tired and hungry.
If this continues, you think you might not be killed by the monster, but starve to death first.
You glanced at the four-eyed black guy again, looking him up and down: "Is there any food? I'm hungry."
If that doesn't work, can monsters be eaten?
It looks like it tastes pretty good. You admit that you are a little hungry and you are not picky about what you eat.
Feeling the little monster start to struggle, you put it on the ground.
The four-eyed black ball began to move in a certain direction. After moving for a while, it turned its head and looked at you, as if asking you to follow it.
You can only keep moving forward.
Not long after walking, you saw a black crack on the ground. The crack was not small, about two meters wide.
The four-eyed black ball jumped over the crack in the ground as if he knew the way, and waited for you on the other side.
The black crack in the ground is so bottomless that you can't see where it leads to. You always feel that falling into it would not be a good thing.
Just when you are about to grit your teeth and jump over, you see the four-eyed black ball on the opposite side has jumped back.
The next second, it stretched from a round ball shape into a long strip, fell vertically on the crack, and formed a small bridge.
You successfully reached the other side, but this is not the end. The little monster is still jumping, and you can only follow it through various paintings.
After taking a long detour, the four-eyed black ball finally stopped.
The space here is similar to before, also blank, but the furniture in the middle is different, it is a wooden dining table.
I always feel that it looks a little familiar.
You walked over quickly, and after seeing what was on the table, you were instantly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
It's the painting you saw before.
Moldy bread, salad and milk are not so disgusting when seen in the picture, but the real thing is more shocking.
You say this is human food, that’s true, but can humans eat it?
Perhaps because he saw that you didn't move, the four-eyed black ball climbed onto the table, put a moldy bread on his head, and moved it in front of you and held it high.
You are still touched by the little monster's behavior of feeding it.
But if you ask, do you dare to touch these "foods"? Of course not.
"This... has gone bad."
Seeing the four-eyed black ball tilting its head in confusion, you can only helplessly explain: "Spoiled means the food has gone bad and can't be eaten. People will get sick if they eat it. I want to eat fresh food. Do you know what fresh means?"
The four-eyed black boy's eyes were full of confusion, and after a long while he nodded solemnly.
You followed the four-eyed black ball with relief and continued walking forward.
Ten minutes later.
“I want fresh food…”
But this is too fresh.
The little monster takes you to the wheat field, with a blue sky, white clouds, and golden wheat ears hanging everywhere, swaying in the wind to form waves of wheat.
You look at the spectacular wheat fields in front of you, not knowing what to say.
It's impossible to harvest wheat on the spot, find a mill to process it into flour, and then make the flour into food... You are not making a documentary about "How a piece of bread is made".
You look at the rolling waves of wheat in front of you, and recall its image in your memory. If I remember correctly, this is the painting called "Wheat Field" in the corridor.
You finally understand.
So... you can now travel through a bunch of paintings? Then why not just find a painting with something edible and have the four-eyed black ball lead you there?
You think hard and recall for a long time, and finally think of a painting that meets your needs. You immediately start describing to the little monster what the painting looks like, using gestures.
With your detailed description, the four-eyed black ball finally brought you to your destination.
This is a painting called "The Dinner Party". The painting depicts the scene of ladies and gentlemen attending a dinner party in the Middle Ages.
You can remember it only because of the delicious-looking food at the banquet.
Although the people in front of you seem to be under a spell, with their faces blurred and looking a bit strange, it does not affect your happy meal.
When you look at the food outside, you just think it looks delicious, but you never expected that it actually tastes delicious.
You can have a bite of steak here, a sip of wine there, and some dessert and fruit after the meal. It’s so nourishing.
Before long, you collapsed in the chair, touching your round belly and starting to feel sleepy.
At this time, it would be nice to have a soft bed for you to have a good sleep.
Of course, this is just a random thought.
The current situation is obviously not a time to relax and rest.
Being pulled into a painting by a monster and not knowing how to get out, one must feel a sense of crisis.
but……
You lowered your head and looked at the soft black ball beside you, feeling that you really couldn't generate any strong sense of crisis towards it.
You stretched out your hand, intending to pinch the four-eyed black ball, but you found that it seemed to have eyes on its back, and it dodged very nimbly, leaving you no chance to attack.
When people see something soft, they just want to pinch it. This can be said to be an instinct.
It seems that you were able to catch it before, or it is possible that its brain has crashed.
You withdrew your hand with some regret, and began to look at the little monster curiously.
There were clearly many black tentacles sticking out of the painting before, so how did it become like this? There is no fear-inducing monster at all. Is the painting style too cute?
You were so absorbed in staring at the little monster that you didn't notice that its black body was gradually becoming less solid in your sight, looking like a piece of melted butter.
However, this state was short-lived.
When you come back to your senses from your thoughts, you find that the four-eyed black ball has run away again. In this strange world in the painting, you obviously have no choice but to catch up quickly.
If you wander around here, not to mention whether you can jump over the two-meter-wide gap, the most important thing is... you can't predict which painting you will fall into.
If you remember correctly, there seemed to be some paintings among these that depicted the deep sea. If you stepped into the sea, you would probably drown.
Fortunately, the four-eyed black ball doesn't seem to want to abandon you, but lies on the gap and turns into a bridge waiting for you to pass.
After you carefully pass through the gap, what appears in front of you is a wooden room with a wooden bed and a fireplace on the wall. Warm firelight is coming from inside. Through the wooden window, you can see the pale outside, the vast snow-capped mountains in the wind and snow.
You may also have an impression of this scene, which is also a picture in a painting.
However, you don’t quite understand the monster’s logic of action, and don’t understand why it brought you here?
...You don't want you to stay here, do you?
As you were thinking this, you found that something was suddenly wrapped around your waist. You looked down and found that it was a slender tentacle extending from the four-eyed black ball.
The black tentacles just lifted up lightly, and your feet were instantly off the ground. In the blink of an eye, you found yourself being placed on the small wooden bed, lying straight.
“Dududu…”
You don’t know what the little monster is mumbling, but you don’t have the energy to study it at the moment. It’s already very late, and you’re sleepy. What’s more, there’s the sound of burning firewood next to you, which is a very good sleep-inducing white noise. Within half a minute, your eyelids can’t help but start fighting.
Never mind, I’ll just take a nap first.
No matter how big the matter is, let’s talk about it after we wake up.
Your last struggle was to throw your shoes on the floor, wrap yourself in the soft quilt, turn over and fall asleep.
What you don’t know is…
After you fall asleep, your bedside is surrounded by a large number of round eyeballs, with slender tentacles stretching high, and the eyeballs on the top of the tentacles are all staring at you without blinking.
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