Although he said he wanted to feel it well, Shen He didn't know what to do.

If it was Jeanne, she would have dragged him around from store to store with great enthusiasm.

But for Shi...

In the past, even when she was shopping, she mostly just followed him aimlessly and listlessly.

"What is that?"

Shi suddenly pulled Shen He's hand and pointed to a stall.

"It should be a stone sculpture." Shen He looked in the direction she pointed, "It's a very good sculptor."

The old man on the stall looked gray-haired, but his hand holding the carving knife was very steady and focused. A lifelike statue of a girl was slowly taking shape under his palm.

There were already many statues on the stall, all kinds of them, and most of them were human statues.

Even Shen He, an outsider, could see that each of these statues was natural, with real details and pleasing to the eye.

Sky City really has gathered many people who are very good in various aspects.

In addition, the painter next to the sculptor attracted Shen He's attention.

Because when the other person was painting, his sight was looking at him and others.

"Let's go and see that person's painting."

Shen He became interested. Maybe he was painting him and others.

"That's an oil painting." Shi took a look and lost interest. "Oil paintings are about reality. I have never understood why it is meaningful to paint the same as the photos when there are already photos."

"Ah..." Shen He was a little surprised. "I think it's amazing."

What surprised him even more was that Ryougi Shiki seemed to be very interested in statues.

"Sculpting is also amazing."

Shi pulled Shen He and trotted towards the sculptor.

The old man who was carving didn't seem to notice their arrival. His sight was only focused on his hands. As the knife flew, the girl's face was also formed little by little. Shen He realized that the other person was carving Violet.

On the jade-white stone, there was a New Year's cotton jacket with clear patterns, two tufts of hair combed on the head, and delicate doll-like facial features. The carved Violet was lifelike and stunning. People wanted to take it back and treasure it after taking a look.

Come to think of it, isn't this just a figurine?

Shen He's face became a little strange, and he had already made up his mind.

I haven't bought a Violet figurine before, so it's not bad to collect one now.

Finally, the sculptor finished the last stroke, exhaled a long breath, and then handed the white jade sculpture in his hand to Shen He. It seems that he was not completely unaware of his surroundings.

"Lord City Lord, this is my New Year's gift to you."

"Thank you." Shen He did not refuse and took it.

Violet in his arms turned her head to look at the white jade sculpture. The blue pupils covered by golden eyelashes seemed to be shining with the light from the bottom of the sea. However, with such a comparison, the statue, which was originally a very stunning work of art, was eclipsed in front of Violet.

"This is one of the best works I have carved, but it is a failure." The old man in front of him couldn't help but sigh.

"Why did it fail?" Shen He was a little puzzled.

He liked it very much and had decided to put it next to the bed when he returned.

"Statues, especially statues of people, should show beauty that humans don't have." The old sculptor shook his head, "But this work is outshined by a real person. Please allow me to describe it this way. The girl next to you is a flawless work carved by God himself. Mortals can never create such a moving aesthetic."

"Hahaha." Shen He laughed very happily.

Even though the other party was complimenting him, he could naturally see that this was what the old artist said in his heart.

Violet looked up at her master slightly. Although she couldn't understand why her master was happy, her bright and attractive red lips also curved into a crescent-like smile, and her milky white skin was covered with a cherry-colored blush.

"That's it, that's it!"

The old painter next to him suddenly became excited and raised his pen to continue sketching on the drawing board.

It seems that after today, there will be another portrait in front of his desk.

Shen He was quite satisfied.

However, Ryougi Shiki didn't care about the painter's behavior. Her eyes were just staring at the sculptor in front of her, or more accurately, at the delicate knife in the sculptor's hand.

"Madam..." The sculptor noticed Ryougi Shiki's gaze and picked up another piece of food from the ground. "If you allow me, I hope to carve a..."

"This knife." Ryougi Shiki interrupted the other party a little impolitely, "Can I use a dagger?"

"Dagger?" The old sculptor did not expect Ryougi Shiki to ask such a question.

Suddenly, he didn't know what to say.

Why use a dagger when there are special carving knives.

Daggers are difficult to control, and many fine lines are difficult to form. This is a common sense problem that even laymen understand.

"Forget it, I'll try it myself."

Shiki saw that there was no response, so she simply took a piece of material from the ground, then took out a dagger from her sleeve and started to carve.

She had never seen carving before, and she didn't know that a knife used to kill people could make such beautiful and lovely works of art.

This is why Shiki is interested in carving now.

The old sculptor in front of him stared at Ryougi Shiki's movements and suddenly realized that his common sense might need to be revised, because the dagger turned in the palm of Ryougi Shiki's hand, which was unusually flexible, but more importantly, the carved lines did not follow the marks that a dagger should leave at all. In fact, many times, the sharp blade only approached and left clear knife marks.

Although the carving technique is still very rough, the knife technique is already at the master level.

Shen He watched Shiki's movements with interest.

He didn't care whether he could carve with a dagger, but Shiki seemed to regard this as a practice for the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.

That's right, Shiki has opened the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.

Such a small and fragile thing, with dead lines almost everywhere, will break into pieces if it is touched slightly.

Puff!

Just as Shen He was thinking, there was a sound like flour falling, and the material in Shi's hand turned into dust and scattered.

"Hmm..."

Shi's face did not show any disappointment, and she immediately picked up another piece.

"Go back and try again." Shen He smiled bitterly and held her palm, "Now is not the time to do this."

"..." Shi hesitated a little, but still nodded, "Yeah."

Most of the time, she did whatever she wanted to do, but if it was Shen He who stopped her, that would be another matter.

"Let's go and see the portrait."

Shen He excitedly pulled Shi to walk behind the painter.

As expected, the other party was painting Violet.

But she was not wearing a New Year's dress.

Instead, she was wearing a lavender European-style princess dress, which perfectly set off her slender figure. The background seemed to be in a forest full of maple leaves, because there were several maple leaves spinning and dancing around the girl. Violet in the painting seemed to be looking up at the sky in confusion or longing, and that smile... that smile!

Shen He's heart was pounding.

Although he had just seen Violet's smile with his own eyes, that smile in this painting at this time seemed to come alive, deeply attracting everyone's attention and entering everyone's heart.

Even the painter was excited and carefully made the final repair steps.

He had a hunch that his painting would most likely be passed down through the ages. If the sculptor's creation was an attempt to copy Violet's beauty, then he was recording it, using his lifelong painting skills to set off and highlight this aesthetic that only God could create!

"This painting..."

Even Ryougi Shiki had to admit that her understanding of oil painting was too superficial.

But... she couldn't help but glance at Shen He.

This guy really likes Violet.

"Hey, Shen He." A question seemed to flash through his mind for a moment, and Shi asked directly, "Do you like Violet the same as you like me?"

"Hmm?"

Shen He turned his head, his face still a little dazed, but then he quickly understood the meaning of Shi's question.

It's not jealousy, but just curiosity.

"It's definitely different." Shen He shook his head, and he continued to look at the portrait in front of him, and said to Shi in his mind through the communication channel, "I am a person who is obsessed with virtual things. Even if I know that some beauty is false, I will yearn for and cherish it more. I think my feelings for Violet also come from this. Her beauty and her trust in me are so beautiful that they make me feel unreal. How can I not like her?"

Shen He himself has long noticed this.

The older Violet gets, the more she seems to be a treasure he cherishes.

Together with her bond, they will become his most important wealth.

"It turns out to be like this..."

Shi looked at the portrait and then at Violet.

For Violet, being able to be cherished by Shen He is probably the happiest thing.

Speaking of this, perhaps it is because of this reason that he is close to Violet. Like his past self, she has no "self". The difference is that he is left with a void because of Zhi's passing, while Violet's "self" has been completely filled by Shen He.

"Finished!"

The painter excitedly dropped his brush and danced with excitement at his work.

At this time, many people have gathered around.

They all looked at this beautiful portrait in amazement. The person who created it was originally one of the most outstanding painters in the world. It can be imagined that this is another world treasure like "Mona Lisa's Smile".

However, no one would want to collect or buy it.

Because Shen He is here.

"How do you need to preserve it?"

Shen He has notified the robot security guards who patrol and maintain order in the Sky City to come over.

"After it is completely dry, put it in a sterile room to wipe off the dust layer, and then apply two thin layers of natural beeswax dissolved in turpentine on the back of the canvas to completely prevent the infiltration of humid air and cause damage..." The painter looked at his most outstanding work in this world reluctantly, and at the same time carefully told Shen He how to preserve it.

Violet stood beside Shen He in a daze. She was probably the only one who didn't understand her beauty.

"Master, please draw another one, and I will buy it at a high price."

"I am a director of Breuer Company, and I hope to be friends with you."

"Today, my hotel will hold a banquet, and please come to it."

"Master..."

Many people around are rich and powerful people on the ground, and they all have some desire to collect. They naturally don't want the original works, but if they are fakes drawn by the same author, they are also of great artistic collection value.

Even if the painter stopped painting fakes to ensure the value of the original, his name would be passed down forever with that painting, and the value of other works would also rise. This is how most so-called works of art are.

However, these people are destined to be disappointed.

Because Semiramis's figure appeared.

"The painting is good." The empress rarely praised others, and then ordered in an unquestionable tone, "From today on, you are my official painter, and I also want a portrait that can be passed down through the ages."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The painter showed a very grateful expression.

Although the empress's words sounded too domineering, the Sky City was not a feudal society. The so-called official painter was more of a status and honor.

Artists, especially artists at his level, do not seek wealth at all, but a "name".

Every artist hopes that he can be remembered forever by the entire human civilization like Leonardo da Vinci.

"Master, it's almost time." Semiramis didn't close the others, but walked to Shen He leisurely, put her arm around his arm, and said with a sweet smile, "We can go shopping tomorrow, but if you miss the next show, you won't be able to see it."

"So soon?"

Shen He looked up and found that the sky was indeed getting darker.

He was originally late, and the Sky City was always moving.

"Okay." Shen He glanced at Ryougi Shiki and saw that she had no objection, so he nodded, "Let's go."

He was also very much looking forward to the show that Semiramis mentioned.

Somewhat surprisingly, Semiramis didn't take him to the palace in the center of the Sky Garden, but just like a close couple, she held his arm and walked slowly in another direction.

"Master, this is called a kazoo. It existed in my time. Do you want me to play it for you?"

"Is this tequila Rhein one of the most expensive wines of our time? I want it...what? Master, it doesn't matter whether it tastes good or not. I just enjoy the luxurious taste."

"Diamonds cannot compare to my beauty. Is this necklace suitable for me, master?"

"This, and these, all send them to the palace..."

In less than half an hour, it seemed like half a century had passed for Shen He. Although he had a soft and fragrant arms, he had to restrain the temptation brought by the empress's nonchalant physical contact, comfort Shi who wanted to kill someone as if something important had been stolen, and take care of Violet who was particularly clingy today for some reason. Even with his physical strength, he felt exhausted, as if he had been drained.