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System: I draw demons in Cyberworld

Later, it was discovered that the painter in this world possessed extraordinary soul power, which played a pivotal role in the battle with the devil. Become a painter, fight against demons, and protect human beings. As a righteous traveler, he does his part. But he found that the devil does not seem to be the only enemy of human beings. However, the first thing he has to face is how to survive in such a dead random world, which is not an easy task. ... ●Now you can read all the webnovels and all their chapters, you will enjoy reading Copy the link and put it in the search engine and enjoy: https://bit.ly/3XNOdaF

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Chapter 8 : Awakening

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"What's the difference between the two?" Allen asked.

"Red, you can become mediocre like everyone else, but it's relatively safe, but I won't care about you anymore, you can learn by yourself."

Seeing Alan's eyes widen in surprise, Linna snorted, "Blue, follow me on different paths, see everything in this world, and draw unique works, but you may die today, so, you, choose."

Allen was tangled, but subconsciously stretched out his hand towards the red chip. It is human instinct to choose a safe and secure path.

Lin Na's sharp voice came from one side, and she was a little nervous, "Think about your dream, are you willing to paint mediocre paintings for the rest of your life?"

Alan stopped his hand. Yes, he was a talented painter in his previous life. How can he live back in this life? He has crossed over, so there is nothing to be afraid of death.

He stared at the blue chip, gritted his teeth, and picked it up.

With a snap, the red chip was immediately crushed by Linna, as if afraid that Allen would change his mind.

"Very well, you chose this yourself." Linna smiled mysteriously,

"Install it, there is a brain wave coordination program inside, it will help you find the transmission frequency of the dimensional wall when you are most emotionally concentrated, break the dimensional wall and find where your soul projection is, let us see what your projection is."

Allen inserted the chip into the interface on his neck, and a program was displayed, "Empire Painter's special boot program, beta version, unregistered, version 23.154, start executing?"

Why does it look weird? Allen hesitated again, looked up at Linna in doubt, "Why is it an unregistered version?"

"Because I just made it up," Linna laughed. Allen was taken aback. Illegal program, this will cause compatibility problems with the brain and computer. Just as he was about to unplug the chip, a song he was familiar with, Carmen, played in his mind.

Then he felt his head sink, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Super strong fluctuations in soul power suddenly appeared behind Linna, "Xiao, Alan is out to work, little sister pay attention to observe."

Linna shouted into the air, and saw two phantom souls split in her body, and there were other people's souls in her body.

"Teacher, don't worry..." Soul Shadow said with a smile.

...

After nearly 8,000 years of human development, the development of science has greatly enriched the world's materials, and the population has exploded to 10 billion.

Arrogant human beings are not satisfied with being confined in small galaxies, and started crazy space experiments, wanting to go to more distant places.

Finally, a jump experiment tore the sky, and a huge orange-red crack appeared in the sky above the planet. All kinds of grotesque demons came out of the crack and killed all the creatures they could see.

Humanity's weapons were too weak in front of these demons. Humanity soon lost its territory in space, and the population of the planet dropped to six billion.

It wasn't until some powerful human individuals discovered that they could make contracts with demons to gain power that humans finally found an effective weapon against demons.

But what is even more frightening is that even if these demons are killed, they will be resurrected in a different space. Human beings fell into despair again until the painter appeared.

There are not many hand-painters among human beings who have discovered the secret of the soul. Using this new power, they can finally completely eliminate or even enslave demons.

In the later period, some powerful painters researched more soul secrets, broke through the shackles, and became seal masters...

Under the leadership of the sealer, human beings used modern technology combined with soul technology to create a sky covering the world and seal the orange rift.

The large-scale invasion of demons was finally contained, but the seal is still unstable, cracks will appear from time to time, and the war is still going on...

"Ding dong... Lilac Street is here..."

The beep of the floating tram interrupted Alan's reading. He closed the book Lina gave him and got off the tram. It was already dark outside.

A gust of hot air blew towards Alan with various noisy voices. The police sirens in the distance could be heard throughout the night, making people extremely irritable.

He walked into an alley full of rancid smell, his voice was blocked by tall buildings, so it was finally quieter. He carefully stepped over a leaky sewage pipe and came to a building, No. 186 Clove Street. Just last night, an alcoholic here turned into a demon, and as a result, most of the residents, about 1,500 people, died like this.

However, the government is very efficient. All the corpses have been cleaned up, and many survivors have also moved away. Only a very small number of people like Alan who have no place to live will come back here today.

The building was also knocked full of cracks and collapsed walls, but fortunately, this world is very experienced in this area. A large number of engineering robots have repaired a lot in half a day, and it does not affect other people who are still alive, such as Allen.

With a ding, the elevator door opened. Huge scratches were densely covered around the elevator. It was unknown what kind of demon had scratched it, and there were bloodstains everywhere.

The elevator creaked like an old bicycle, slowly dragging him up to the 64th floor.

Maybe it has something to do with his escape. There was no damage near his house, but his neighbors were not so lucky. The outer wall of the house had been reduced to rubble, and the ground was covered with blood. In this world, death is really random.

At this moment, a familiar figure appeared in the corridor, hey, it's Arlin!

Why is he here?

At this time, a huge gargoyle suddenly appeared in front of Arlin, and waved down a pair of giant hands. Allen was startled, and before he had time to think about it, he activated the thread of curse. It was impossible for him to watch Arlin's head smashed by the gargoyle.

The gargoyle was bound like this. Arlin bravely raised his foot and kicked at the demon. This kick actually shattered the space, and both the human and the demon disappeared...

what happened? The devil is coming again?

Allen subconsciously opened his door and walked in.

He was stunned. This was not his dwelling, but a place he was extremely familiar with, his studio in his previous life.

The door behind him closed with a bang, and then disappeared strangely.

Everything is still there in an orderly manner. His paintings, tools, table, and even the laptop on the table are still there...

I don't know where the electricity comes from, but the lights are still so bright.

It's just that except for myself, everything is black and white. There seems to be a hole in the roof, with a slight orange light.

He immediately came to the door of the studio, pulled it a few times, but couldn't open it, and tried the storage room again, but the door to the outside still couldn't be opened.

There was already a vast expanse of whiteness outside the window, and it couldn't be opened either. He swung his chair and smashed it towards the window, as if hitting a wall, leaving no trace.

He sat at his desk, turned on the computer, and it was still running.

Log in...no internet...

He was extremely disappointed, and angrily pushed aside the sketchbook next to the computer, UU reading www.uukanshu. com leaned hard on the chair. His fruit phone was exposed, and the blue case became the only color here.

He unlocked the phone, which had enough power, and dialed a few friends' numbers, but they couldn't get through.

He took a closer look, and found that the service provider was actually called "Cyber Mobile". This... Could this be a mobile phone that can call my past self?

He swiped the drop-down menu that originally showed data traffic and it turned into -3 soul shards. Unfortunately, tomorrow is the end of the month, and you have to pay.

But...how did this happen, why did his hut become his studio, and now he is trapped here again?

No... He remembered, he was guiding awakening, and then fell asleep.

Then when did he leave school and when did he get on the tram? What about Linna, what happened after he fell asleep?

Why are those memories gone? Have you crossed over again? Is there really no end?

Allen forced himself to calm down.

It's okay, even if he's stuck here, he can still draw. He wants to draw everything he's experienced and record his story.

This thought strongly filled his brain, and the painter's instinct made him grab the half-section of the pencil beside him, and keep drawing in his sketchbook.

This stroke seemed to pierce something, the paper became bent, no, the desk, the computer, everything here began to twist exaggeratedly, he clenched the pencil tightly, poked it again, the cover of his sketchbook became colored, and then the space shattered like glass.

"Welcome back, my student," Linna was looking at him with an unprecedented seriousness, holding a newly opened bottle of alcoholic drink in her right hand.

"Tell me, what did you see?"