Looking at the four people who swallowed the mulberries without hesitation, Mr. Chen showed a gratified smile.
If after he had revealed so many secrets and spent so much time talking, these four talents he valued still did not intend to join.
He was not going to continue persuading her.
Judging from the fact that he had the leisure to act as a psychologist to help the anxious painter on his way here, he was not actually that eager to have these four people join him.
Moreover, although he sincerely hoped that the four people in front of him would join, the character he had created for Yong Zhou was, after all, a great and glorious salvation organization.
As a leader, not forcing others to join is also a way to maintain the organization's image, and it can also slightly increase some organizational experience.
Fortunately, these four people finally chose to join Eternal Day.
The organization has expanded again, which is cause for celebration.
Mr. Chen looked at the four people in front of him whose skin was gradually turning red. While waiting for their transformation to be completed, he opened the system panel to check.
【Organization name: Eternal Day】
[Organization leader: Chen Sheng (Leader privilege: Psychic level = organization level + 3)]
[Organization level: 0]
[Experience: 90.76/100]
[Organization Secret Realm: Advanced Cave Heaven·Eternal Day Headquarters]
Experience has increased to a certain extent.
After all, destroying the monsters in the abyss, recruiting talents to build a salvation organization, and maintaining the ancient and mysterious personality of the salvation organization can all continuously gain a small amount of experience.
Not only did he recruit four talents into the organization, Bai Yu was also busy building the organization in China. The US officials were amazed at Chaofan and were investigating. He appeared in front of the four people and explained the organization...
These behaviors all fit the bill for acquiring micro-experience.
Therefore, his experience has now reached over ninety, approaching the critical value for upgrading, and it is not far from the first upgrade of the organization.
There will most likely be some rewards after the upgrade, and Mr. Chen 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 cannot close the abyss crack.
He needs a secret place 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 area near the abyss rift will become unstable, and monsters from the abyss may squeeze in from the abyss through the space at any time.
He had to suppress and guard it here.
It's not wrong to keep the cracks to spawn monsters and gain experience, but there will only be more and more cracks in the future, so there's no need to keep a crack on purpose.
Moreover, the experience gained from destroying the abyss monsters is far less than that obtained from 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 the organization and maintain its personality.
While he was thinking, the four people in front of him who had taken the mulberries from the Fusang tree had apparently recovered from their transformation.
Each of them looked full of energy and blood, their physical fitness had transformed beyond that of ordinary people. Their mental state was also better than ever before.
"Now, you are psychics at level 0 spiritual power."
Mr. Chen looked at the people with sparkling eyes and began to explain to them.
About the extraordinary, 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.
It was then decided that Major General Chris would lead the bulk of the troops into the San Cristo Mountains to search and find the whereabouts of the monster.
He was responsible for leading his agents and some of Chris's soldiers to Taos to conduct relevant investigations.
After arriving in Taos, his men went door to door to investigate according to their division of labor, while Andrew wandered around aimlessly.
Andrew was looking through the various paintings on the roadside stalls and expressing his feelings with interest.
Just take a few steps and you will find that the roadside stalls along the way are filled with all kinds of paintings, which are all works of various wandering painters.
Unlike the exhibits in the eight art galleries in Taos, these wandering painters have no way to have their works exhibited in galleries, so they choose to set up stalls on the roadside to exhibit them.
“This painting…”
Andrew's eyes were suddenly drawn to a portrait that looked new.
In the corners of the painting are written [By Luke] and [For Eternal Sun].
By Luke, needless to say, means that the author of this painting is named Luke.
For Eternal Sun is also easy to understand. It means that this painting is dedicated 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 people an inexplicable quiet temperament.
At first glance, there was nothing special about the rest of the place, but on the chest of the quiet man, there was a pattern shaped like the sun.
This pattern made Andrew narrow his eyes slightly.
For some reason, he always felt at ease when he saw this pattern.
The anxiety that had been building ever since I discovered the possible existence of monsters finally calmed down a bit.
"How's it going? My skills are pretty good, right?"
"Boss, do you want a portrait?"
A young man took out a brush from his blue Afro.
Andrew looked at the man with an artistic hairstyle and rejected his enthusiasm: "No, but this painting is really good."
"Hey, this isn't just Luke's credit."
"That man is full of temperament."
The painter named Luke chuckled, put the brush back into his afro, and spoke to Andrew in front of him with interest.
Andrew listened patiently to Luke's story and learned that Luke had met the man a few hours ago.
The man claimed to be a psychologist. Seeing that Luke was anxious, he gave Luke so-called psychological treatment on the spot for a period of time.
Afterwards, Luke drew a picture of the man. The painting did not fully depict the man's temperament, which made Luke feel deeply sorry.
Andrew looked at Luke in front of him, who had a rich expression on his face and kept sighing as he told the story, and subconsciously dragged the bench under him back.
People who engage in art are inevitably a little weird.
From his aggressive movements, it seems that he cares a lot about the painting, which the psychologist did not take away after he finished painting it.
It looked like he wouldn't be able to buy this painting that made him feel calm just by looking at it.
Andrew was lost in thought, ignoring the chatter of Luke with the afro, 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 half of the painting is a dense forest at night, which is filled with dark and gloomy tones.
The upper half of the picture suddenly lights up, and the bright tones outline a pillar of light that reaches the sky and rises from the dense forest in the lower half of the picture, illuminating the upper half of the picture.
Andrew narrowed his eyes and looked at the obviously newer traces of paint, lost in thought.
This is what I drew today.
And…the dense coniferous forest in the painting always feels so realistic.
"Did you create this painting between midnight and six this morning?"
Andrew narrowed his eyes and looked at the young painter in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze.
(End of this chapter)