Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3846: An Immortal Exalt’s Threats
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 280: Partner
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 359: Painter Gao Ming
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1237- Protection Fee
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 40.2
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 974: Receiving of Souls
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 973: Patience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1236.5- Rats also have technology? (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 346 - Better Safe Than Sorry
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 646.2: A Sword That Subverts the World - Part 2
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 358: Get On
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1236- Rats also have technology?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 279: More Dishes
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Gentle Snow After Story 2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1235- Opening their eyes
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 972: Searching for the Star Radiant Gate
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 345 - Not Qualified To Speak To
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 40.1
“I want you to draw the inner reflection of your truest selves. Do not be limited by conventions. It can be abstract drawings or surreal paintings. You only need to look inside your hearts.”
After Fu San parted from the chief, he entered the newbie training room. He chased away the teacher and sat at the podium. The newbies had no idea who Fu San was. They saw the teacher respect him a lot, so they followed his orders. The paintings were sent to Fu San. He lowered his head and gave everyone his comments, “Trash and worse than trash. These can’t even be recycled. You have a life like plain water. How dumb do you need to be to draw something like this?”
So far, the biggest compliment Fu San had given was, “Your painting is like instant noodles’ flavouring landing on your shoes. It has taste, but you need to kneel down to lick it.”
The newbies’ expression changed from the initial confusion to anger. They knew that a lot of difficulties awaited them inside the investigation centre. However, this teacher didn’t teach them anything. He insulted them for no reason.
About ten minutes later, Fu San narrowed his eyes and lifted his head for the first time, “Who drew this?” He raised the paper. It had the painting of a cock with five ‘fingers’.
“I did.” Xiao Yong stood up. In the past, he thought the centre was mysterious, but after starting the training, he realised the centre was completely different from what he had thought.
“Why did you draw a chicken?” Fu San burned the painting before Xiao Yong’s eyes. “Did all the chickens you ate look like this?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I merely drew what I believe myself to be. The cry of a cockerel wakes up the sun. I hope the sun will return to Han Hai’s sky. I will inherit the dreams of the seniors before me and fight the ghosts to my death!” Xiao Yong said loudly.
“Do you think the sun will come up for a chicken?” Fu San smiled, “Tonight, you will patrol the inside of this building with me.” Xiao Yang wanted to counter, but he was pulled back by the perso
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