Chapter 23 Dream Amusement Park (5)
The warehouse door closed, and the room suddenly fell into darkness. A murmuring sound came from the darkness, as if something was whispering.
Su Yue was not panicked. He looked around and saw a faint red fluorescent light on the wall on the right, which should be the light switch.
Su Yue reached out and pressed it.
With a hiss, the light came on.
Although the brightness was quite pitiful, just the right brightness that would make old things look older and scary things look scarier, and all the unclear corners seemed to have demons and monsters extending their tentacles, but it was enough for Su Yue.
This warehouse is about 15-20 square meters, not very big, and the things inside are very monotonous.
The ground was covered with plaster statues of children, looking up at Su Yue. There was also a very large plaster statue, about the height of a person, lying on the ground. It must have been knocked down when the door was opened just now. Its arms and head were broken and it rolled to the ground. The pale eyes of the plaster statue were staring straight at Su Yue.
Su Yue looked into the severed head of the plaster statue for a while, then looked at the pile of children on the ground. However, he didn't see any children at first glance, but saw a very reliable back.
Yes, Cang Zhi was standing in front of him again.
Su Yue: "..."
Su Yue: "You're getting in the way a bit."
Cang Zhi: “…Oh.”
He looked a little melancholy, but this time he obediently stepped aside.
Except for the relatively large plaster statue that was knocked down when the door was opened, the other child statues are not very big. They look a bit like ornaments placed in the house, only half the height of an arm.
Each of them had their faces raised up. Some had facial features that were more delicately carved so that expressions could be seen, while others simply had plain white faces without any decoration. They were all looking at Su Yue.
After all, this place is haunted. Just now at the Angel Bungee Jumping Machine, Su Yue had been grabbed by a small green hand, so this time when he bent down, he was particularly alert.
If there is anything abnormal with these children's statues, he can react at any time.
However, he picked up one and waited for a while, and nothing happened. These seemed to be very ordinary statues of children, but there were so many of them put together, and they were all pale. Some had facial features, and some did not. The visual effect was quite terrifying.
I don’t know why there are so many plaster statues in the amusement park.
There are two rows of shelves in the warehouse, with a few plaster statues of children scattered on the shelves. It seems that "organizing the warehouse" means putting these plaster statues on the shelves. I wonder if there is any order.
Su Yue thought about it and discussed with Cang Zhi, and decided to each of them have a shelf, and just put it there for a while.
"So many children..." Su Yue picked up a plaster statue and turned it 360 degrees. "Hey, this doesn't seem to be a child, it's an angel statue."
He discovered that the plaster child had two grooves on its back, which were probably used to insert wings, and some plaster statues do have wings. This is what an angel means.
Now Su Yue has no idea what to do.
He originally thought that these plaster children might also be some kind of sorcery, but if they were angels, they were the embodiment of holiness, so the possibility of them being sorcery would be smaller.
Then the meaning of these little angels is even more confusing.
"Su Yue, I seem to have something very important here." Cang Zhi's voice came from another shelf.
Su Yue walked over and found that Cang Zhi was holding a gray notebook in his hand. It was a large square notebook with a velvet surface, a bit like the notebooks used by anthropologists for drawing, with some sticky notes stuck on the inside pages.
When Su Yue reached out to take it, Cang Zhi said, "Be careful..."
"Hey, I'm not a child anymore, don't worry, this notebook will bite me or..." Su Yue muttered as he took the notebook from Cang Zhi's hand, his face turning green, "Damn it."
He could already feel that his hands were now covered in dust without even letting go of them.
Because this notebook is not gray at all, nor is it velvet.
The place where Cangzhi had just pinched revealed a black leather surface two fingers wide. He thought he was seeing the cover, but in fact, the cover was covered with a layer of old dust.
"...It's very dirty." Cangzhi said the second half of the sentence in a low voice.
Su Yue: "..."
Cang Zhi: “…”
Su Yue had no expression on his face and said numbly, "I'll just pretend I don't feel anything."
Cang Zhi said silently: "Okay."
Having said that, Cangzhi still handed over his sleeve, meaning that Su Yue could use it to wipe his hands. Su Yue hesitated for a moment and felt that he should not be so pampered.
The main thing is that this warehouse is very dirty. Even if he wipes his hands now, they will still be covered in dust later.
Su Yue carefully picked up a corner of the notebook and opened it. The content that came into his eyes surprised him.
Inside the notebook was a design draft for an angel statue. Turning the pages one by one, they were all sketches with subtly different postures. On the first page, the word "Cupid" was written next to the little angel, which is the English name of Cupid, the god of love in human mythology.
"There is a scene called 'Cupid's Hut' on the amusement park map." Cang Zhi took out the map that the manager had just stuffed into his hand and pointed it to Su Yue. Cupid's Hut was in another area of the amusement park, and the representative image on the map was a little angel like this.
Su Yue picked up another little angel and took a look. He found that although they did not have Cupid's representative bow and arrow in their hands, they were indeed making movements of clenching their hands and grasping something. It would be no problem to embed a pair of bows and arrows in them.
In other words, these sketches may be the design drafts of the angel statues in Cupid's Hut.
If that's the case, then the content of this book is... too corporate.
Su Yue himself actually doesn’t have much sense of reality, after all, he is a god.
But if the human players he had met in the previous worlds were to come, they would definitely lament.
.
Hundreds of design drafts, all with similar angel poses.
Each angel has a number, and every little detail is circled in red pen with comments such as "waste of material", "not beautiful enough", "not generous enough", and "take another look".
What Su Yue couldn't accept the most was that there was an angel among them, which was probably numbered around 60, and the note on the side said "The version number 9 feels pretty good."
Suyue:.
He could almost feel the designer's collapse at this moment.
"So these are just design drafts?" Su Yue pondered, "Then these little angels are models made according to these design drafts?"
"That should be the case." Cang Zhi looked at the ground, "They are all waste drafts."
Su Yue: "..."
He looked down at the pale little angels and suddenly felt that the little plaster statues with gloomy expressions on the ground were a bit pitiful.
"So our arrangement is..." Su Yue suddenly had a bad feeling.
Cang Zhi had already squatted down and picked up a plaster statue. On the back of the plaster statue's head, he found a small number "25" written in pen.
"Yes, maybe we need to organize these angel statues according to their numbers." Cang Zhi said.
Su Yue: "..."
He looked down at the pale little angels again and felt a little pitiful for himself.
The time limit is one hour. There are about 200 little angels on the ground who look almost the same. It is an impossible task to organize them all according to the numbers in this design manuscript book.
But if it’s not sorted out by the time, who knows what will happen.
"If we split up and act faster, we might have a chance," Cang Zhi said. He was about to put Angel No. 25 on the shelf on the left when Su Yue grabbed his wrist and held him down.
Cang Zhi looked at Su Yue in confusion.
"No need to organize it." Su Yue said.
Cang Zhi was stunned for a moment, "Why?"
"Even if we split up, it'd be hard to finish," Su Yue said. "Besides, normally one person should do it. Do you think one person can finish sorting over 200 angel statues in just an hour?"
"No." Cang Zhi seemed to understand.
Su Yue strode forward to sit down on the only platform in the warehouse - a window-sill-shaped platform. But before his butt touched the platform, he suddenly remembered how much dust there was in the room, so he stood up quickly and cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment.
"So he didn't plan for us to finish sorting it out." Su Yue announced the conclusion.
"Then we won't clean it up?" Cang Zhi asked.
"That's right." Su Yue calmly took a position that looked like he was leaning against the wall, but in fact he wasn't leaning against it at all. "I'll see what tricks they can come up with in an hour."
"Okay." Cang Zhi said cooperatively, "Let's see what tricks they can come up with!"
Su Yue: "..."
Why do you look so servile?
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