My different world is game mode

"Uh... I may not have heard you clearly just now. Can you say it again?"

"..."

"Okay, sir."

"Due to the reason for holding the art festival, the transmission system has been clearly arranged for the next two weeks, and there will be no additional transmission requirements."

"The upcoming art festival will last for a month in the city, and the situation is the same as above."

"After the art festival, in order to facilitate the departure of visitors, the finishing work will also occupy the conveyor system for about a week."

"At that time, arrangements can be made only for the niche transmission needs you consulted."

"..."

Standing in front of the counter of the City of Sails Teleportation System Office.

After hearing these words, Lindsay felt a little distracted.

The receptionist in front of her was smiling, but Lindsay's troubled heart was cold.

Two weeks, plus a month, plus a week.

That’s almost two months!

"Alini..."

"When you recommended the route to me, you had never heard of the art festival."

Lindsay wanted to cry but had no tears left.

Wala Wala next to him smiled and pushed Lindsay away, talking to the receptionist in front of him:

"In that case, tell us the route into the Capital of Law."

"At least we won't be confused when we use it later."

The host explained professionally:

"Due to war issues, the route directly into the Capital of France has been closed."

"Now we can only go to the Numahara teleportation point closest to the Capital of Law. After arriving there, we can cross another world and then enter the Capital of Law."

Wala Wala asked:

"What if we go to other major cities in the world now?"

The host immediately understood what Wala Wala meant.

Since the City of Thousand Sails is impassable.

The guests in front of me plan to travel to other major cities in the world and teleport to places where there are no art festivals to disturb them.

She reminded dutifully:

"The teleportation systems in other major cities in the world should be operating normally, but they may not necessarily open teleportation channels to Swampland."

"Personally, I suggest you two wait here for a while."

"The Art Festival is approaching. This is a rare event in the City of Thousand Sails. If you don't visit and have some fun, life will be a bit regretful."

"..."

"It doesn't matter, Wala Wala, I can still afford to wait for more than a month."

At this time, Lindsay cheered up and rejoined the conversation:

"Miss, please register for us."

"After the art festival is over, there shouldn't be anything else blocking the transmission, right?"

The host smiled and replied:

"Of course, sir."

"I will register you now. I wish you a pleasant experience in the City of Thousand Sails."

"..."

After all, the City of Thousand Sails has to host important people from other worlds.

The quality of the receptionists is much more professional than that of Cattor Island.

Handle registration matters.

Lindsay and Vala Vala bid farewell to the office and return to the sunshine.

The architectural style of the Red Zone is passionate and unrestrained, but just staring at one place for a long time will inevitably make you visually tired.

After a brief walk around, they jumped back on the boat and rowed slowly toward the purple zone.

Almost halfway through the journey, Lindsay slowly spoke:

"When I came here, the people on Cator Island told me that there were awakened people in the Seven Seas Alliance who had broken through to the seventh stage, so they held the art festival."

He raised a doubt:

"In a world like this, there are definitely many characters in the seventh stage."

"Is one person's advancement really worth celebrating for a whole month in the city?"

Wala Wala nodded first, then shook his head:

"It is naturally impossible to hold such a huge celebration in ordinary Stage 7."

"But, Lindsay, do you remember what I said?"

"The eighth-stage artists in the City of Thousand Sails generally prefer not to reveal their own information."

Lindsay reacted:

"So this promotion to Stage 7 is just an external statement?"

Wala Wala affirmed:

"Many people like to keep a low profile."

"But in this situation, the Seven Seas Alliance undoubtedly needs to celebrate, so there will be this superficial gimmick of successful seventh-stage promotion."

Speaking of this, the girl's expression also looked a bit expectant:

"But, I've also heard that some artists don't hide their promotions."

"That's a really big celebration that lasts a whole year!"

"It's a pity that I don't know if I will have the chance to participate in this life."

Lindsay murmured softly:

"The awakened person in the eighth stage..."

From the hidden frontier all the way here.

Lindsay's adventure can also be considered as a series of events, big and small.

Among them, there are also those like Dragonmon and the organizer who are trying to advance to the eighth stage.

But in terms of results, they all failed.

The eighth stage of promotion is like a mirror, it is right in front of you, but you still can't catch the shadow.

But in the City of Thousand Sails, the situation is different.

The artist progresses quietly and successfully.

If the city wasn't ready to celebrate, no one would even know about it.

"The main city of the world, this is the difference in realm level."

"..."

"Hey sir! Can you stop with your girlfriend for a moment?"

"It's best to keep the boat in place and wait for a few minutes. This picture is really great!"

A voice suddenly came.

Lindsay turned around and saw a painter sitting in front of his drawing board on an arched stone bridge they had just crossed.

He was now looking down at the two people on the boat.

With a smile of appreciation and blessing on his face:

"please."

"When this painting is finished, I can paint another portrait for each of you!"

"..."

Lindsay and Vala Vala bowed their heads almost at the same time.

Because of what the painter called them, neither of them spoke, but tacitly cooperated with each other's painting needs.

…

That night.

Lindsay and Vala Vala return to the painted manor in the Purple Zone.

They had been running around outside all day, and although there was no problem with their physical strength, they were already a little exhausted mentally.

After dinner, the two of them lay down and went to sleep without playing music.

Wait until early morning on the second day.

The two got up to eat.

The food served at the manor is quite abundant.

In addition to the products caught in the sea, the City of Thousand Sails will also import a large amount of materials from other worlds to meet all daily needs.

The level of prosperity is incomparable to those in the past.

Lindsay ordered a calla lily.

This is a plant food cultured in seawater. It has a soft and waxy texture and a sweet and salty taste.

Wala Wala is simpler, holding a fruit platter.

The two enjoyed breakfast together.

At this moment, a discordant sound suddenly came from the front.

"The person who was attacked by the mermaid is here?"

"Are they having breakfast?"

"very good!"

There was a commotion at the gate of the manor.

A few seconds later, five nervous awakened people suddenly broke in and caused quite a commotion in the cafeteria.

But they did not harass any ordinary crew members.

Instead, he went straight to the dining table and surrounded Lindsay and Vala Vala in the center.

The man leading the team looked at the two men with disdain:

"Lindsay? Wala Wala?"

"Did you two go to Mr. Kuwait's house yesterday?"

Wala Wala put down the tableware, stood up on her own initiative, and stood in front of Lindsay:

"Yes, those paintings were painted by me!"

"I don't remember the City of Thousand Sails suppressing artistic creation like this!"

"..."

"Art creation?"

The man's tone was a bit baffling:

"I came to you because the Kuwaiti girl disappeared last night."

"You are now suspicious, come with me!"