The artist doll wanted to throw a tantrum, but when he saw the painting in front of him, he held his tongue.
This golden-haired girl who appeared out of nowhere had a better grasp of portraiture than he did. Not only was she exceptionally skilled, but she was also more daring in her use of color. Every stroke of the brush benefited the artist greatly. Without realizing it, he focused on the painting and could not bear to look away.
He was a ghost who had been dead for many years, but because of his good temper, he could accept the fact that someone else was better than him. However, if she did not show off her skills, the artist would probably fly into a rage on the spot.
After finishing the painting, Messiah tossed the brush aside and said dispiritedly, "No, it's still a long way off."
She turned around and left without hesitation. The artist who wanted to ask for her advice was stunned.
Forget it, who didn't have a weird temper when they walked the path of art? The more skilled they were, the weirder their tempers were.
The artist shook his head regretfully and returned to his seat to continue admiring the painting.
As he looked, he seemed to understand what she meant when she said "it's still a long way off."
This was because no matter how many colors were used, no matter how dazzling and complicated the techniques and techniques, they could not depict even a millionth of that person's charm.
The audience in the live broadcast room was also stunned by this scene. However, when they thought of Messiah who had a holy smile on her face and was elegantly painting with her head lowered, they could not find any fault with her painting.
Unfortunately, even if they found something wrong, because the main system prohibited communication between the two parties, the audience in the live broadcast room could not contact the horror trainees who were participating in the competition. They could only give up.
.....
In the days leading up to the Halloween event, all the trainees were very busy.
The high-level trainees were busy checking out the spots, checking if there were any abnormalities with the dolls, and running around to determine the location of the amusement facilities in each area. The low-level trainees were busy collecting experience cards for various amusement facilities and riding all kinds of rides so that they could exchange them for the C-grade blind box.
Zong Jiu was busy as well.
There were a total of eleven teams, and each team was responsible for one area. After they were done, they would need to swap teams. The blueprints were handed over to Zong Jiu, and he ran to the hot air balloon to verify them in detail.
In the end, Zong Jiu could not spend the whole day on the hot air balloon doing this. He still had to get in touch with the good ghosts and see which ghosts could help during the Halloween Battle Royale.
For example, there was a Joker whose face said "Come and play with me", and Mad Hatter who was dancing happily on the street.
Although he had promised to play with the Joker, Zong Jiu had been too busy for the past two days. Zong Jiu had happily stood Zong Jiu up and only came to District One today.
When Zong Jiu found him, Joker was squatting on the ground, counting mushrooms without blinking and muttering to himself.
"Why hasn't he come to play with me yet? Did he forget about me? There are so many fun dolls in the amusement park."
"As expected, humans are all people who don't keep their words ~ ~ As expected, I should just kill them ~ ~"
Zong Jiu was speechless.
He pretended not to hear these words and patted Joker's shoulder. "Hi!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Joker's back stiffened and he instantly jumped up from the ground. The dispirited expression he had when he was squatting on the ground disappeared and was replaced by a big smile.
"You came to play with me!"
"Yes."
The white-haired youth narrowed his eyes and began to fish for information. "You only sell balloons in one place every day, don't you feel bored?"
"No, as long as you come to play with me, I won't feel lonely."
Perhaps he was too happy, so happy that Joker could not control his dancing feet and shook his head in place.
With the string of balloons in his hand, Zong Jiu suspected that if Joker was not strong enough or not heavy enough, he would have been pulled into the air by these balloons.
This time, he asked for a crying balloon. Joker watched as he left.
Seeing how bored Joker was, Zong Jiu decided to be a Lei Feng and find him a companion.
Of course, his number one choice was Mad Hatter, who had the same attributes as him.
Mad Hatter had been jumping on the streets of District 3, singing an aria that no one could understand.
Passersby took a detour when they saw him, because the paint on his face was as bad as the Joker's, not to mention the bloodstains on his shirt. But the Mad Hatter, on the other hand, told everyone that it was the tomato juice he spilled at Alice's party.
Others looked at the black blood stains and thought, "Okay, okay, okay, just treat us like idiots. We'll just watch you walk away."
The others couldn't understand what the Mad Hatter was singing, but Zong Jiu was able to translate every line without any difficulty.
"Oh, my little white bird, why do you look so sad? Is my love not enough to burn for you?"
It was obvious that the Mad Hatter had done a lot of research on drama. For example, this sentence was directly borrowed from Romeo and Juliet and added his own adapted words and phrases to make it look good.
"This is the balloon of District 1 Joker," Zong Jiu answered calmly.
"Oh! Joker! What a disgusting name, but it makes my heart swell! "
Mad Hatter shouted in surprise. "I've heard of this terrifying name before. My dear little white bird, can you tell me if he really likes to twist his head off and kick it like a ball?"
"He's right next to the factory in District 1. You can ask him yourself."
Zong Jiu blinked. "I have a feeling that you'll have a lot to talk about."
Not only would they have a lot to talk about, but when two crazy people got together, they would be the type to bring disaster to the world.
"Oh, okay. Okay."
Mad Hatter stood there and thought for a while, kicking his pointy shoes.
Maybe he felt that it was too boring to perform alone, so after a few unknown dances, he decided to listen to the little white bird's suggestion and went to District 1 to find the Joker.
Zong Jiu watched his back as he left. He calmly accepted the respectful gazes of the trainees from all around him, hiding his achievements and fame.
.....
Twenty days passed without anyone noticing.
Soon, it would be nine o 'clock that day, and it would be the nerve-wracking Halloween Battle Royale.
Everyone in the Class 9 team gathered in the quiet room of the bar on the top floor, looking serious.
A colorful map of the amusement park was spread out in front of them.
The map was huge, and on it were small words that indicated the various attractions and buildings in different areas. Everyone held a printed version of the map in their hands.
Zong Jiu pointed to the eleven areas in the amusement park.
"Some attractions can be found in many areas, such as the haunted house and roller coaster. The Rainbow Amusement Park is so big, so the main system probably won't point out that the safe house must be a certain building in a certain area. It is very likely that it will expand in different areas. For example, if it points out that the haunted house is a safe house, then as long as it is a haunted house, it can temporarily act as a safe house. "
Everyone nodded as they listened.
"There are a total of ten hours in the evening, which means that we will experience ten changes to the safe house."
Magician took out a random card and pointed to the different colored areas on the map. "When we enter, we will move as a group. Even if we are separated, we will move to the next safe house in small groups."
"Lastly, the most important point is that there may be a limit to the number of people in the safe house."
All the trainees' faces turned serious.
Everyone knew what it meant to have a limit to the number of people in the safe house.
If a drop tower was designated as a safe house, then only ten people could take it.
If a hot air balloon by the sea was designated as a safe house, then even fewer people could be accommodated.
In this regard, the main system relaxed the conditions.
It promised that every round, the number of people in the safe house would be larger than the number of trainees participating in the event.
Therefore, to deal with this situation, it was impossible for the entire Class 9 team to move in a group. They could only move in small groups.
Zong Jiu closed the map and said encouragingly, "That's all I have to say. Good luck, I hope to see all one hundred and ten people before the park closes."
"Okay."
The response from the trainees almost tore the ceiling open.
Everyone moved towards the entrance of the amusement park in groups.
It was Halloween and the theme park had a new look.
The lanterns that hung in the air were replaced with pumpkins. The roadside was splashed with paint to create a creepy atmosphere. Not to mention the white skeletons that hung from the eaves, the scarecrows that were decorated with cloth, the giant coffin at the corner of the street, and most importantly, the hundreds of real ghosts.
Deep yellow and pale white, purple and scarlet, the atmosphere was instantly created.
At this time, the trainees who came to the theme park were all preparing to participate in the Halloween event.
Among the five thousand trainees, there were not many who dared to participate in this dangerous event. The high-level trainees were all present, but many of the low-level trainees had already given up. Therefore, there were less than two thousand people who came to participate in the event, less than half of them.
Everyone was holding a special map in their hands, and there was a clear division between the groups.
Zong Jiu and Zhuge An looked at each other from afar, then quietly looked away and scanned the other Class S trainees.
Twenty days was enough for Zong Jiu to test these Class S trainees once.
In the end, he didn't know if he didn't test them, but when he did, he was shocked. Other than the few Class S trainees that Zhuge An had roped in, the rest were all wiped out. Even his big brother, Fan Zhuo, had fallen for it. This was something that Zong Jiu had never expected.
He picked out a few Inverted Devil cards and planned to use the Halloween event to save them one by one.
Zhuge An frowned. "We still don't fully understand where his ability comes from, so we have to be careful."
Zong Jiu sighed. "What a pity."
The Devil hadn't appeared in front of him for the past two days. Instead, he had sent a few puppets around, full of hints.
No.1's room card was in Zong Jiu's hands. If he agreed to cooperate, he could go to his door at any time.
Zong Jiu had the same idea, but the situation had changed. Once he made a move, it would be the best response.
Zong Jiu was regretful that he couldn't play the game of pretending to cooperate and backstabbing.
Time ticked by.
Finally, when it was almost nine o 'clock, the main system's mechanical voice sounded.
[Special Event: Halloween Battle Royale, starting soon.]
[The theme park will be closed in five minutes and will open again at six o 'clock tomorrow.]