Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 172 The Adventures of Toast Shoes and Quilt
Looking at where they were now, they seemed to be in a storm, and the house was the center of the storm.

This storm had no end in sight, whether from below or above, and the original white world had completely disappeared.

"Lin Yilin" took a look, came to the wall of the house, pulled off a large piece and pressed it under his feet. This part of the house was able to float steadily in the storm.

Then Zheng Fan temporarily got off Lin Yilin.

The two of them sat on a broken wooden board. Zheng Fan looked around while Lin Yilin took out his cell phone and looked at it.

"So what is going on? Where did this come from? Is this still Dadu?" Zheng asked back. Why did the venue suddenly change when the game was going well?

It’s not shot by Toei, and the one-click scene changing shot by Toei is not that outrageous.

"The network is down." Lin Yilin looked up after testing it, "In a sense, we have been drawn into a world created by an 'artist'."

"......Ah?" Zheng Fan paused and then uttered a sound.

"We are at the border." Lin Yilin pointed at the white storm they were in, and then at the wooden house in front of them. "That is a temporary little world that carries the painter's own state of mind, and of course is mixed with the many states of mind of the outside world that he recorded."

"Of course, it may also include those of us who are temporarily involved. In the world of those painters, the canvas is a mirror, and their pens give themselves and everything they paint a chance to look in the mirror. This may also be the case in such a world at this moment."

Zheng Fan stroked his chin, thinking of the black hall for the concert that he had opened when he used Doris's ability.

Lin Yilin continued, "The Gray People relied on illusions to create fantasy objects that imitated the painter's talent. Although it was poor, it was probably because of this that the things sealed in the painting took advantage of the opportunity."

"Can this happen even when the painter is not here?"

"It's enough to just paint. Once art is complete, the painter himself is no longer needed. No normal painter would want to mix all his paintings into a mess. Such messy and chaotic colors are simply a blasphemy to art. The current situation is like a game with a malicious bug, which is caused by the illusion in the painting." Lin Yilin said.

"You understand this too." Zheng Fan praised.

"Because Ke Meng is such a painter, you will understand if you follow her more." Lin Yilin said.

"So how do we get out?" Zheng Fan looked at the Rubik's Cube-like splicing hut in front of him.

"This small world can't last long, especially since it unfolds in the white world. For people inside, their sense of time may be disrupted due to various influences. We just need to wait outside. What's really worrying is the illusions in the paintings. After they unfold the paintings, they need to find a host within a limited time. Otherwise, when the suppression of the white world comes back, they will be exposed and destroyed."

"So we just wait here and that's it?"

"Yes, it will be all right if we wait. There's no need to add more work. Besides, my stomach is still not feeling well, and the intense exercise just now made it even worse." After saying this, the binary girl fell down while holding her stomach, curled up looking quite vulnerable.

Zheng Fan had no objection, although he really wanted to go in and see how lively this "cabin in the woods" was.

Come to the vulnerable Miss Binary and touch her.

"Okay... huh?"

He suddenly saw a car sucked onto the studio.

"What a familiar car..."

"What car?" Lin Yilin looked up and jumped up from the ground the next moment: "Uncle Drake's car!"

"Is the point the car? The point is that there is... in the car!" Zheng Fan also stood up and held his head with his hands.

The words have not yet fallen.

"Awooooooooo!" On the rear window of the car, Toast's big face was pressed against the glass, with the quilt and Lulu shoes following on both sides, constantly hitting and stepping on the car window.

Anti-boss, help!
"Jump out of the car!" Zheng flew back.

But it was too late. The whole car was sucked directly into the studio. As the studio spun like a Rubik's Cube, even the opening disappeared.

Zheng Fan looked at it blankly, then turned back to look at Lin Yilin.

"We have to go in now." They said in unison.

Saving Private Toast, Shoes, and Quilts.

Salvage Officer Drake's new car.

...In a golden wheat field, a car suddenly appeared.

After things seemed to have quieted down outside, the three sneaky creatures in the car poked their heads out - although to be precise, none of them had heads.

"Ouch?" Where is this place?
Lu Lu Xie: Are we safe?

Quilt Spirit: I don’t think so. It’s like we were sucked into a house.

"Aww..." We slept for a long time for no apparent reason, and this is what happened when we woke up...

Lu Lu Xie: What should we do now? There are so many people like you out there.

Toast poked his head out: "Ouch?" These things outside are only similar to me in color. How can they be the same as me in other aspects?

Quilt Spirit: But the original raw material of toast is wheat, right?
Toast:!
"Ouch?" Really?
Why do you two know this, but this authentic toast doesn't? !

Doesn't this make perfect toast look silly?

Lu Lu Xie: Toast, go say hello to your kind, maybe they can take us out.

Quilt Spirit: That won’t work. Although they are of the same kind, they are not fantasy creatures... They are just ordinary food ingredients.

Lu Lu Xie: So we can only wait for the anti-boss to come and rescue us? I think we'd better not run around, it might be dangerous here.

"Ouch!" We need to save ourselves! Just like before, people need to save themselves. I want toast too, and you want shoes and quilts too!

Quilt Spirit: I think what Toast said makes sense. We should always consider the worst.

Luluxie: Okay...

After the discussion, their next consideration was how to open the car door.

The toast was scratching at the car window for a long time but it didn't move.

"Ouch!" Evil cage! I'm going to chop it up!

The toast was bleeding.

Lu Lu Xie and the Quilt Spirit quickly stopped it: Absolutely not, this is someone else's car that woman borrowed, do you want to be turned into toast afterwards! ?
"Awoo!" What should I do? I can't get out like this!

From the outside, the body of the car was shaking mysteriously. I don't know what was happening inside. I'm sure no one who doesn't know the situation could guess.

"Ahhhh!" Suddenly, screams and shouts came from the wheat field.

The three little ones suddenly became quiet and stuck to the car window to look out.

In the wheat field, several members of the Gray Clan fled, and behind them, a man dressed similarly to them, but on all fours with a strangely twisted skeleton, was chasing them like a four-legged beast.

There was another tall figure, who, judging from his clothes, was also a member of the Gray Crowd. However, except for his clothes, his entire body had turned into dry straw. He was carrying a tilted wooden frame on his back, and his slender body was swaying. He seemed to be moving slowly, but he was flashing from time to time. Each flash allowed him to move forward a long distance, which was even more dazzling in the golden wheat fields.

"Ouch!" This is an illusion!

Perfect Toast could tell what those two weird things were at a glance.

Lulu Shoes and the Quilt Spirit were a little nervous.

"Car! There's a car!" At this time, the fleeing Gray People saw the car on the side of the road.

Three little ones: It’s over!

As expected, this group of people rushed over and tried to open the car door normally, but failed. So they used brute force to pry the door open and got in. The person in the passenger seat stretched out his hand and condensed a piece of silver substance to serve as the car key to start the car.

He turned the steering wheel and drove away.

The three kids in the back seat were already sweating profusely.

Toast is inevitable, Lu Lu Xie will be bullied, and the quilt spirit will be stripped naked and hung up to dry!
The most terrible torture! Unprovoked disaster!
(End of this chapter)