My different world is game mode

The complaining stone statue was given a parasol.

Although it is not certain when the umbrella will be taken away by the office staff.

But at least this afternoon, it can avoid direct exposure to the sun.

On the other side, Lindsay and Wala Wala also left together.

They also held a picture card given by the staff with text on it.

"As an apology from the Seven Seas Alliance, we have arranged a week of free accommodation for you all. The address is [Fennabrdos City District (Purple Zone) - No. 27 - 11 Mevin Street]."

"Those who are attacked by mermaids and need to deal with their injuries can go to [Du Medical Center] during working hours from January 27 to February 6 for treatment, and we will also bear the corresponding expenses."

"Concerning the handling of degenerate artists. Once the results of the investigation or disposal are obtained, we will make it public through the embassy, ​​and you can go there at any time to check it out."

The above is how the Seven Seas Alliance handled this incident.

The attitude was neither cold nor enthusiastic, but the questions that needed to be done were answered one by one.

"Walawala, why were you left here on purpose just now?"

On the way, Lindsay asked.

Wala Wala then explained:

"It's because of my technical ability."

"Sculpture, painting, music, performance...there are quite a lot of art categories in the world. But excluding some very niche exceptions, in terms of the development tendency of skills, they can be roughly divided into three types."

"The first is extroverted art: they create works, show them to the outside world, gather fame, create a genre, and their skills will naturally improve. They are also the most common type of artist."

"The second is introverted art; they create their own artistic expression through the exploration of themselves and humanity. Such people can continue to deepen their skills until they reach the peak without interacting with others."

"As for the third one, that's me."

Wala Wala pointed at herself, with a hint of memory in her complicated eyes:

“We are people who tap into the essence of art.”

“So I neither pursue the exhibition of my works nor the exploration of myself, but focus on the art itself.”

"Therefore, it is particularly difficult for artists on the Essence Path to advance, and talent is highly valued. Given the scarcity of artists, there are naturally some special treatment in this city."

Lindsay smiled and said:

"So, my companion is still a genius."

Wala Wala shook her head slightly:

"My situation is a little more complicated."

"Lindsay, you and I may get into some trouble together in this city. If you mind, we will also..."

Lindsay immediately interrupted the girl's sad tone:

"Don't say such outlandish things."

"Since we are traveling companions, we naturally have to face joys and difficulties together."

"..."

Wala Wala smiled.

in the communication between people.

The source of emotion is a very foul ability.

Because Lindsay could clearly feel Wala Wala's happiness at this moment, it was pure joy and throbbing.

The girl hugged Lindsay's arm tightly:

"Lindsay, you know that I can play many musical instruments. In fact, I also know a little bit about painting, sculpture, or stage performance."

"The reason why I have these talents is that I grew up in a fake production team since I was a child. It is also because of this experience that I learned these various techniques."

"It wasn't until I was 15 years old that the team I was in was destroyed by the Art Association of the City of Thousand Sails. Although I was released afterwards, because of my bad deeds and bad background, I was on the special list of the City of Thousand Sails."

Lindsay recalled the conversation on the boat when she was arguing with Wala Wala.

And the girl's expression when she discovered the truth on Mermaid Island.

Wala Wala particularly pursues authenticity.

The reason for this kind of personality may be that she grew up in a team that made fakes.

Lindsay asked:

"So, people in this city will look at you through colored glasses."

"What about the actual targeting?"

"The actual punishment for me has ended." Wala Wala shook her head, and then became a little worried, "Lindsay, do you think I am a despicable fake?"

Lindsay said seriously:

"The Wala Wala I know is a passionate person who will lend a helping hand to those in need and can create a new path in the face of difficulties!"

heard this answer.

The girl directly pressed her face against Lindsay's arm.

The joy can be felt through the skin:

"Lindsay, if you praise me again, I will be proud."

"..."

The full name of the Purple Zone is [Fennabrdos City District].

Artists such as painters and performers gather here in large numbers.

Paints and pictures form the foundation of this city. Buildings or streets are directly built on the sea, and bridges of different shapes connect the cities to each other.

This is neither medieval antiquity nor a fantasy world.

Rather, it is an art city that goes beyond conventional architectural perceptions!

Look around.

No matter the street or the arched bridge deck.

From time to time, you can see painters setting up drawing boards and musicians playing music. There are countless onlookers who stop to watch.

Lindsay and the two looked for the address and came to an open-air gallery in the north of the Purple Zone.

Looking at the accommodation place arranged on the card, Lindsay looked up and down, feeling a little dazed for a moment:

"Fennabrdos City...27 Mevin Street...11..."

Lindsay turned to look at the girl next to her for help:

"Walawala, did I read that correctly?"

[27 Maywin Street] is the gallery in front of you, but it is a purely public place and there is nothing that looks like a place of residence.

And this number 11...

"Hehe~~"

Wala Wala smiled mysteriously.

She dragged Lindsay to the 11th painting at the entrance of the gallery.

The girl bent down and stretched out her hands, stood on tiptoes, and her long hair fell from her shoulders, making a playful invitation:

"Mr. Lindsay, please come in~~"

Wala Wala led Lindsay towards the painting.

brush--

The scene before the two of them changed.

The content of this painting is a manor.

But they bumped into it without any real sense of touching the screen or object, but just passed through it.

Then appeared before them.

It was a huge manor exactly like the one in the painting, and the sounds of people moving could be faintly heard inside.

Only then did Wala Wala introduce:

“The land prices in the City of Thousand Sails are horribly expensive.”

"If you receive temporary visitors like us, you will naturally handle them in this more economical way."

"It's an artist's painting!" Lindsay suddenly realized. He thought of the publicly exhibited works on the entire street. "Wait, is every painting outside an independent space like this?!"

Wala Wala shook his head in denial and said:

"That's not the case. The arrangement of this kind of space is usually arranged according to the requirements of the painting style."

“If it’s a public exhibition, the procedures must be reported to the Art Association.”

Lindsay immediately had a Russian nesting doll-like thought:

"If I were to paint another painting like this in the world of paintings..."

Wala Wala reminded in a serious tone:

"Lindsay, this is dangerous!"

"If you are only in a painting world and someone destroys the work from the outside, the people inside will be thrown out one after another."

"But if you paint within a painting, the final result is often to be lost in the void. Unless a particularly powerful master of space skills comes to rescue, you will say goodbye to this world forever."

"..."

"Mr. Lindsay? Miss Walla Walla! Are you here too?"

At this time, an enthusiastic voice sounded from the direction of the manor.

Lindsay looked up and saw that it was Anthony running out of the manor.

Anthony, who was pursuing love, obviously did not forget his savior and even took the initiative to wait for them in front of the manor.

Anthony's appearance also reminded Lindsay.

"correct."

"This thing hasn't changed before."

Lindsay opened the taskbar on the data panel.

The result was the same as what he saw on the ship, the mission of "Love's Journey" was still shown as unfinished.