Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 180: Lin Yilin and Shadow

But the appearance of these hallucinations is not meaningless.

Their appearance blocked a lot of firepower for the two-sided illusion, buying it precious time. It summoned these compatriots only for a secondary purpose, and the real target was black itself.
Rich black will destroy the painting and accelerate the collapse of this painting world.

At this moment, it's over!

It has a physical body, so even if it waits until the white world suppresses it, it can avoid extinction on the spot. Although its current growth may be instantly abolished under the suppression of the white world, it still survives. As long as it escapes the white world, it can go anywhere in the vast world. Relying on its growth, it can quickly make up for it by occupying a few more people.

After returning to the white world, supernatural powers and violence are prohibited. It doesn't believe that the freak opposite it can still stare it to death under such circumstances!

It’s a pity that the promise made to this body cannot be fulfilled.

But this doesn't make sense. It's a favor for the illusion to keep its promise to the human. It knew from that person's memory that something was wrong on the other side and still dared to come to Lin Yilin to fight. It can be said that it was quite responsible.

Now that it is certain that nothing can be done, it still has to prioritize its own survival.

Get away!
A large number of hallucinations fell down and turned into singularities and were taken in by "Lin Yilin". The black color spread like ink in transparent water, eroding this painting world.

Finally, let it all fade away.

……

"Lin Yilin" only felt like she blinked her eyes, and then she found herself back in the real studio.

There were no bizarre changes in the scenery outside the window, and the sense of restraint brought by the white world was real. The studio was in a mess, with large bodies lying on the ground and almost all the easels overturned.

Someone knocked over the shelf where the paints were stored, and the colorful paints splattered all over the house.

"It's over." "Lin Yilin" took out his cell phone and checked the time.

Only ten minutes had passed.

But in terms of their experience in the world of painting, it should take at least half a day.
One hand held the back of the cat gun's neck. Now the cat looked dead, drooping like a doll. It turned out that it was influenced by the white world as a fantasy. If you didn't know, you would think it was killed by Zheng Fan.

At the door, you can see a quilt rolled up into a ball, wrapped with a piece of toast and a pair of shoes. When the quilt spirit realized that the painting world was collapsing, it volunteered to use itself to protect its friends, which was very touching.

boom!
Suddenly, a figure jumped up and ran out from the open door.

Isn't this the captain from before?

No, the smell is wrong, it's that double-sided illusion.

Zheng Fan then realized that the person chosen by the two-faced illusion was the team leader of this group of gray people.

And now the other party is ready to run away.

Not only that, although Zheng Fan tried very hard to shoot, the situation was chaotic at that time and he failed to kill all the illusions. Except for the two-faced illusion, many others survived.

However, some of them were still alive, but under the influence of the white world, they seemed to have become demented. They lay on the ground and did not move except for the occasional twitch.

It seems to be caused by insufficient growth.

The remaining ones who can still move or even run are those with higher growth potential in this group and can still hold on under such circumstances.

They fled in all directions, rushed out of the studio, wanting to embrace freedom and stay away from the terrifying Zheng Fan.

They may not have realized until now that "Lin Yilin" is also an illusion.

But it doesn't matter, running away is the most important thing. They never thought that the white world that they resisted so much could become their savior at this time.

Protect them at this moment and save them from the evil hands of the devil!

"Lin Yilin" took a quick glance and couldn't find a single piece of fantasy paper of that quality on the bodies of the Gray People members in the studio. Or most of them were stained with other paints and could not be used.

Forget it.

Cut the grass at its roots. There is no reason to put yourself in a difficult position by eating at a buffet.

Use one hand to press the head of the cat gun in your hand and the other hand to push the buttocks, compress it like a spring and finally roll it into a small ball and stuff it into your small bag.

"Lin Yilin" opened his arms, and a shining white light suddenly appeared on his chest.

"Play time is over. I don't want to play anymore."

The light bars accumulated in the body exploded instantly, and two beams of light unfolded one after the other. At this moment, "Lin Yilin" seemed to have become a human-shaped lighthouse.

He liberated more power in the white world, and unlike the battle with the sparrow, he stimulated and pushed the power of the light source in an instant, just for a moment of unbridled indulgence.

The shadows beneath them expanded rapidly, extending outwards, and the illusions ran with the shadows. Once they were covered by the shadows, they would feel their feet sink, as if they had stepped into a shallow pool of water.

Then, a huge earthworm monster jumped out of the shallow pool, opened its bloody mouth and ate them without mercy, then burrowed back into the shadows.

"Impossible!" "Isn't this a white world?!"

"Why can she still use this level of power!?"

"Why can she still kill us!"

"This is impossible!"

"She's hallucinating too?!"

"How could it be the same kind as us?"

"It's not the same species! It's something else...ah!"

For humans, the white world is a safe umbrella, which may be common sense. But for hallucinations, they both admire and fear the white world, so they are more shocked by the performance of the existence behind them.

There is no escape, and running at a normal human speed is not enough to escape the hellish wave.

One illusion after another sank into the shadows and became food for the earthworms.

Until the double-faced illusion in the front, it was entangled by several small earthworms and pulled down, but its hands firmly grasped the edge of the ground, struggling not to be dragged away. In the white world, it no longer had the room to resist this horror.

White is tainted.

Whether it is seen by human eyes or by illusion.

The giant earthworm approached and smashed its huge body on it.

Swish!

It was like splashing high water in the black ocean. When it was over, everything returned to calm. The shadows were no longer restless and quietly retreated to the feet of "Lin Yilin".

The lighthouse went out, and the light bar that had been charged for several days ran out of power again.

After all the strange things that shouldn't belong here disappeared, the street was still quiet with few passers-by passing by.

The summer morning breeze can still bring a hint of coolness, and the green leaves flutter and curl in the wind, dancing in the sun.

Zheng Fan picked up a painting in his hand and compared it: "This street has indeed not changed much over the years, and the scenery is still very good."

“Mr. Hallucination, this is…” Lin Yilin’s shadow said hurriedly.

"Yeah, your portrait." Zheng Fan replied playfully using Lin Yilin's body.

The portrait of Lin Yilin painted by the painter in the painting is different. In the painting, the painter painted Lin Yilin as a child, but this time the painting was taken out by Zheng Fan, and what was painted on it was the real Lin Yilin herself in the present.

In this painting, Lin Yilin stands calmly and relaxedly on the street in the sunset. The sunset shines on her pretty face, and her scar seems to be softened at this moment. She turns her head to look outside the painting, and someone does not know why she sees something in her eyes.

"It's a great painting." Zheng Fan praised while facing the sunshine.

"…No, there seems to be a mistake in the color here."

"Ok?"

“Behind me in the painting, the colors are wrong.”

"Oh, there's a shadow that shouldn't be there." After Lin Yilin pointed it out, Zheng Fan also found something wrong. The shadow was very light, but it was indeed there. It was difficult to see clearly without careful observation because the color tone of the painting itself was not very bright.

Similarly, this shadow is not the shadow of Lin Yilin in the painting. This irregular color tone is full of incongruity and will undoubtedly greatly reduce the value of this painting.

but……

Would the painter really make such a low-level mistake?
Zheng Fan and Lin Yilin laughed out loud at the same time. They were thinking the same thing and realized the truth behind this discord.

This painting is not a portrait of a person.

The stubborn painter never gave up trying to create the discordant colors in his mind. When he met Zheng Fan, he could no longer suppress his surging inspiration. Whether it was for himself or for something else, at least the final flawed effect of the painting made the painting more beautiful for Lin Yilin and Zheng Fan.

"Take it back and hang it in the office." Lin Yilin said.

"Ah."

Zheng Fan held up the painting with both hands, quite satisfied. This trip was quite rewarding.

It's just a pity for Officer Drake's car.

And the matter of settling the score with Sparrow will have to be postponed again.

(End of this chapter)