"Yes, beauty is a kind of change, and only change is the eternal theme!" The sculptor learned a lot.
Wang Xiaohai came to a manufacturer and quietly observed the process of him making the chaos spaceship.
"Create alone?" Wang Xiaohai asked.
"Yes, I love riding in a spaceship I built myself," the maker said. "It's not big, only the size of three universes, but the process of building it bit by bit is something you can't experience if you buy one ready-made."
"The small colored lights inside this spacecraft are of different shapes, which is very thoughtful," Wang Xiaohai praised.
"This spaceship contains a thousand small colored lanterns, each one made from seven trillion suns. To create the shapes of various animals, I also used my Daoist power to prevent them from collapsing into black holes due to their excessive mass," the builder said. "Details determine the excellence of my Chaos Spaceship."
"Oh, it's just the shell," Wang Xiaohai said. "What really determines the value of a Chaos Spacecraft is its engine and whether it's equipped with a Chaos Instrument. No matter how beautiful the exterior is, it's not art without the inner beauty."
"Nowadays everyone looks at the outside, who cares about the inside?"
The manufacturer shouted to Wang Xiaohai as he left, "If a member of the opposite sex looked like a centipede monster, would you still be willing to date her and get to know her inner self?"
"I don't answer hypothetical questions!"
In the next three days, Wang Xiaohai also looked at other people's paintings and formations, and evaluated them carefully, which greatly benefited the owners of the original artworks.
"Time is up!"
The black order in Wang Xiaohai's hand emitted a teleportation light, which wrapped Wang Xiaohai up and instantly disappeared from the Guye Continent.
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