Collapse, the Self-cultivation of Shura Field Experts

Although I really don't want to disturb her sweet dream, I have something important to do.

"Grethu, it's time to get up and paint."

Feeling a tap on her shoulder, Grace opened her eyes drowsily, and a strange yet familiar face came into her sight.

"Nian Lun..."

"Grace, we're here. We really don't want to bother you, but we have to deal with work."

Grace blinked a few times before she understood the situation. "It's okay. This is what I'm supposed to do. I'm not a child anymore."

Seeing Grace waking up and stretching, Nian Lun's face was full of relief.

After all, who hasn’t called in sick or wanted to take some time off because they didn’t want to work?

“How should I draw the world? How should I draw the world…”

Nian Lun looked at Bronya in confusion, and she nodded. "That's right, when Grayshure is trying to figure out how to force herself to paint, she says something like that. It seems like she really has no inspiration."

Without disturbing her meditation, Nian Lun got off the bed and began to pick up the scattered drawing papers on the floor. Otherwise, there would be no place to sit, which would be really uncomfortable.

Nian Lun noticed that there was something drawn on these pieces of paper, but it was difficult to describe what was on them in words.

It's indeed a far cry from the last time he suddenly started painting on his own clothes.

"This is?"

As Bronya cleaned up, she noticed a painting on the table.

Nian Lun followed her gaze and found that it was a re-edition of the painting that was left on his shirt last time.

The lines were sharper, the colors harsher, and even more unimaginative were the flames dotted around, as if they were actually burning.

"This is the drawing that Grace left on my shirt when she suddenly got inspired when I first met her." Nian Lun shook his head helplessly.

"That's a real sudden inspiration. No wonder they specifically asked you to come."

Nian Lun unexpectedly discovered a big sword leaning against the wall, just like the one in the painting. Although it did not catch fire, Nian Lun recognized that it was modeled after this one.

When Nian Lun picked it up, it felt light. With this weight, even a girl could easily swing it, not to mention his strength.

"Ah, that's it!"

Grace pointed at Nian Lun, who was wielding the Skyfire Holy Judgement toy ver. and shouted.

Of course, Bronya and Nian Lun were both confused.

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Chapter 45: Paintbrush, submit to me!

When Grayxiu called for a quick stop, Nian Lun's reflexes immediately made a judgment.

——So he took the toy version of the Holy Fire Judge and made the classic posture of the King holding the sword.

"In a certain game of fate, this sword-holding posture has become a classic. Let me paint it!" Gretchen declared, brush in hand.

Maintaining this sword-holding posture wasn't tiring, but Nian Lun still asked doubtfully, "We were interrupted in the car earlier. Bronya, what kind of plot do you need here?"

Before Bronya could even begin, Gresh answered, "Remember, the protagonist fights for humanity. And because the power of the Herrschers increases with time, the protagonist can no longer solo after defeating the third Herrscher. So, they drop from the maximum level at the start to level 1, and then they need the decisive battle PV here!"

"It's so simple and clear."

"uh-huh!"

Grace puffed out her big chest with great satisfaction.

Bronya was frustrated by being outsmarted, but she still felt the need to fill in the details. "Gresh's basic memory is correct. As for some of the details here, didn't the protagonist cover up the facts before because of the disaster?"

"Yes, it seems to be using a power called 'imaginary space'."

"That's right," Bronya nodded. "In the game's setting, this space has always existed. But in this plot, it's more precisely a unique entity possessed by the protagonist. After battling the First and Second Herrschers, it finally collapsed in the battle with the Third Herrscher—in other words, it exploded. The protagonist then loses the ability to face the disaster alone, and their encounters with the various characters mark the official start of the story."

"So this sword-holding posture is?"

"Imaginedly, the protagonist is confronting the Third Herrscher." Graysh nodded in satisfaction.

Nian Lun raised his eyebrows. Combined with the drawing he had left on his shirt before, it seemed that he had imagined himself as the protagonist in Bronya's game.

This reminds me of the novel written by Yuexia, in which he used his real name directly.

It feels a bit subtle...

But since they all use themselves as the protagonist as a template, it should be pretty good.

"Speaking of which, what is this toy sword? Gray, is that the sword you drew earlier?"

"Yes...but no."

Gresh nodded, then shook her head, and finally tapped her head. "I can't remember clearly. But this is a toy Kosmo left here. I thought it looked a bit like it, so I borrowed it."

Although Nian Lun's expression kept changing, he remained in this posture without moving.

Grace naturally didn't slack off. She finished the line drawing in no time. After adding some simple color markings, Grace turned around and asked, "So what are you going to draw next?"

"That's fast." Nian Lun was a little surprised.

Bronya had obviously seen this before, but her expression was still a little unfriendly.

"You only remember the first one?" Bronya felt the corners of her mouth twitching.

It seems that Grace only remembered the requirements for that one photo and forgot about the others. She even completed the first photo herself by bringing the model to the scene...

Bronya suddenly felt that the future of her own game project was really worrying.

"Um...I'm sorry. But my mind went blank before and I couldn't draw anything."

Of course, Grayshu knew that she had seriously delayed Bronya's plan and expressed her apologies.

Nian Lun smiled helplessly at this and rubbed Grace's little head: "Don't think too much. Since you've rested before, and now I'm here to give you inspiration, let's work hard together to catch up with the previous progress."

"Ok!"

Grayshu also cheered up instantly, and then the two of them looked at Bronya at the same time for the next instruction.

"The detailed breakdown of the movements will be handed over to other groups. Now that the beginning is complete, it's time to focus on a few key movements. We can have Nian Lun try a few of these movements later and then record them in a video for reference."

After making this arrangement based on time considerations, Bronya continued, "Then the battle is over. Because the protagonist's previous actions had always focused on 'complete concealment,' the battle between the First and Second Herrschers remained largely unknown. This time, the protagonist's imaginary space reached its limit, and the true disaster began to unfold before the eyes of the public."

I had to highlight the protagonist's calmness in fighting for humanity despite being a character from a different dimension, and the completely different and carefree atmosphere of his previous self when his strength was exhausted."

Grayxiu frowned and nodded, then shook it twice quickly, and finally looked at Nian Lun with tears in her eyes as if asking for help.

"Um...let me think about it."

I didn’t expect that being a model is so difficult!

So Nian Lun began to analyze.

Since they were a species from a different dimension yet were committed to humanity, they must have understood some of the core contradictions. He knew about humanity's traditional internal strife, yet he still wanted to intervene. Perhaps his composure was more about trust.

As for the different and carefree atmosphere from the past, it may be because they feel regretful that they cannot do more.

"By the way, what do you think of this character?" After getting his own answer, Nian Lun still chose to ask other people's opinions.

After all, he had just joined the crew and still had to listen to them in many things.

"My words are roughly the same as before, but the shaping will only stop there. After all, you will be a player with unremarkable attributes from now on. What about Grayshu?"

"His colors are... complicated."

As Gresh pondered, she left color on the paper.

"Black, white, red, and purple seem to be his colors. But I always feel that he seems to have all kinds of colors, and yet no colors at all. If the story and the characters in it are various colors, then he is more like a paintbrush, fighting for some reasons that he believes are right." Gretchen's voice was very soft, as if she was telling a serious story.

But Nian Lun didn't expect Graceau's evaluation to be so... unique.

However, as the protagonist of a game, the brush is a fair evaluation.

After all, many games don't need a protagonist who can act autonomously, as long as he can follow the plot. As for many games on the market today, removing the protagonist or even the story will not be affected at all.

"Very unique insights, Grace."

"Hehehe...it's just that I couldn't think of anything when I was alone before, but now it seems to be much better."

Grace smiled foolishly and thought of the other one at home. She hadn't seen it since she left in the morning, and it came to work overtime again tonight.

Yuexia and Grace really look a bit alike now!

Nian Lun pondered for a while, then collapsed against the wall. He was ready to get into the role.

"In that case, I'll try to cover up this protagonist like before...!"

...

Nian Lun's eyes, which were originally full of color, suddenly turned gray, and the surrounding environment also changed.

With his head tilted back, he lay in the ruins and looked up at the sky.

After the imaginary space was broken, there was no obstacle and disaster faced the world head-on.

Even the rain that was spreading across the earth seemed unable to extinguish the flames that were about to burn out the sky.

The huge meteorite, dragging its gray tail and accompanied by lightning that cut through the sky, officially landed on this earth.

The rain fell like silver swords, shooting violently into every corner.

As if to cleanse the wrath of heaven, everything in this world is performing a elegy of death.

This is not hearsay, this time it has completely awakened people all over the world.

The existence of this word, which I have heard so many times that my ears are almost callused, was actually explained for the first time.

——Collapse.

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Chapter 46 What is the shocking boomerang?

It was supposed to be a cute girl's room, but it was filled with a serious atmosphere. Bronya didn't dare to breathe.

I have to praise Nian Lun's performance for being really dedicated and his skills are superb and unparalleled.

His face was filled with sadness, but his eyes shone with madness.

He was performing, but the audience could see more than just his performance.

In the picture, the last rays of the sun in the sky fell here, but Nian Lun put away his expression in just a moment and returned to his original appearance.

He pondered for a moment, then his expression returned to normal.

"How is it, is there a picture?"

Faced with Nian Lun's relaxed words, Bronya didn't know whether she had hired a musician or an actor.

This is no worse than the acting skills of today's big-name actors!

"Very good acting. I almost thought I hired the wrong person." Bronya responded superficially. On the one hand, she was thinking about how to incorporate the scene just now into the game, and on the other hand, she was wondering if this was related to the scenes she had seen before?

Could it be that this is not a hallucination, but actually some kind of memory fragment?

From the corner of her eye, Bronya could see that Grayshu was already writing furiously, and it seemed that he was writing even more effortlessly than the previous picture.

She leaned over to take a look and saw that the line drawing was basically done, and Grace was already filling in the rough colors for the other parts.

Bronya seemed to be more certain of her previous thoughts - because Gray's painting was basically the same as what she had just seen.

If you just imagine it by watching the acting, it would be a bit horrifying to see almost the same scene.

But Bronya immediately wanted to deny herself.

Because if it was a memory, Bronya could only think it was her own memory. But if Grayshure was included...it would be a bit strange for two people to have the same memory.

Unless they had all been through the same thing—but how could that be possible?

Just as Bronya was brainstorming, Grace collapsed onto the bed and weakly called out, "I'm done, but can I take a break?"

"Of course, please both have a good rest."

Bronya was very pleased. She had already finished half of the work in less than an hour. She sent the previous draft to her studio and began to work on it. After a short break, she would move on to the next step.