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Chapter 600: Artists Have Enough Personality (Additional Update)

Chapter 600: The artist has enough personality (update) and it seems to be a metaphor for something.

Of course, that depends on what the author thinks.

Laziness threw the book to greed and attachment.

He finished reading it, completely bewildered. "What kind of bullshit philosophy is this? It's all just nonsense. How can this be published as a book?"

"If you ask me, I'd rather write it. I'm sure it'll be better than his."

Although Tanzhi is also very paranoid and greedy, he is relatively straightforward and does things without beating around the bush or having too many ideas.

Slack: "So what do you think Master Kro will think after reading this book?"

Remembering his greedy father who clung to him like a blood-sucking leech, trying to squeeze every bit of value out of him?

Or, being forced to sell his paintings, and perhaps even having to sacrifice his body in the future, to achieve his goal?

Human nature is black.

But human life is passionate, and blood is an even warmer color.

After reading this book, will Cloe, who is already paranoid and a little twisted, become uncontrollable and go down another path?

Tanzhi suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. Is this the beginning of his paintings containing disgusting things?"

So, what are those things?

Clo locked himself in his room and thought all night.

The next day, he asked the kitchen maid for duck blood and chicken blood.

Use these as paint.

Painted the first picture in these days.

Although the color tone of the painting is not particularly dark, it contains metaphors for some uncomfortable, disgusting, and indescribable emotions.

"This is it!"

Tan Zhi clapped his hands. "Is it this blood in the painting that makes me feel uncomfortable?"

Tan Zhi felt a little strange. He was not one of those green hands who had never seen blood before. This horrible, disgusting and weird thing made him feel confused.

The thing that made him feel nauseous must be more than just a little bit of paint mixed with duck blood and chicken blood.

The disease was discovered.

He looked at Clo in admiration.

If Clo was still alive, his talent would be really great.

His perception of the mysterious and supernatural is many times greater than that of ordinary people.

People with such high inspiration undoubtedly have a strong compatibility with weirdness. Perhaps, Clo can adapt to a lot of powerful weirdness.

If his willpower is strong enough, he might be able to contract with two or more monsters at the same time.

Of course, even if it’s not a contract.

If he just suppresses the weirdness, I'm afraid that with his terrifying talent, he can easily imprison any weirdness.

Because he is a rare person who can use his own will to give special abilities to inanimate objects like drawing paper.

After Shen Yu saw this through his illness, he began to want to recruit Clo.

Before Cloe makes a bigger mistake, perhaps he can use his talent to create more trickery.

The disease then also entered the world of the painting.

But maybe they came in at different times.

The disease can see that it is clinging to them, but they cannot see that the disease is also following them.

The disease seemed to have turned into a pair of eyes hidden behind their backs, secretly watching their activities.

Of course, the patient was watching openly.

It's just that they can't see the disease.

Laziness sees more and deeper.

"We're currently using ordinary chicken and duck blood. Will these bloods satisfy him later?"

"and……"

Lazy took out the human skin diary.

"This book is also Clo's artwork. The cover is made of human skin."

"So, the weirdo we encountered outside was Clo?"

Greed and attachment refer to skinners.

However, the Skinner had scars from burns on his face, and he looked rather tall, which did not match Clo's current appearance.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Cloe grew up later.

They continued to watch.

Clo used chicken blood and duck blood to complete the ten paintings his father asked him to paint.

Ten days later.

Chloe's father returns.

He saw the paintings.

His eyes were filled with surprise and greed. "You are worthy of being my good son. Your painting skills have improved again. I can feel your emotions from the painting. This is a rare and excellent painting."

"It seems that the price we agreed on earlier can be raised again. Don't worry, my son, I will definitely sell your paintings for a good price and make you famous."

Not long after he came back, he hurriedly left the manor with the painting.

Recently.

The quality of Clo's paintings is very consistent.

However, the constant consumption of blood in the manor also made the housekeeper suspicious.

When he heard from the maid that it was Master Cloe who wanted it, the butler was very confused.

"What does Master Chloe want with the blood of these animals?"

He went to ask Clo.

Crowe replied: "I wanted the colors in the painting to be more vivid, so I mixed blood into the paint."

The butler couldn't accept it at first, but Cloe did it for the sake of painting, to meet the master's requirements, and only used some livestock's blood.

Some masters with superb painting skills do have some harsh or even strange requirements on the pigments they use.

In the eyes of the nobles, Clo's deeds were not a big deal. If someone knew about it, they might be more curious and want to collect these paintings.

Don't doubt it, those idle nobles are capable of doing these things.

The butler was just worried. He noticed that Clo's character had changed a little, which made him a little afraid of what Clo would become in the future.

So he went to report to his master.

The butler hopes that the master can take into consideration Master Clo's feelings since he is working so hard and his mentality is a little off.

At least slow down and don't make more demands on Master Clo.

However, after hearing this, the master was not surprised but delighted. "Well, artists have problems of all kinds. To outsiders, this is actually a sign that the artist has enough personality."

"Ask the kitchen to purchase enough fresh blood, and don't use the blood of dirty livestock."

"Master," the butler exclaimed, "but if not the blood of those animals, what other blood can we use?"

The master snorted coldly: "Those poor people, don't they want money? As long as you pay a little money and ask them to provide a little blood, I believe they will not refuse."

The butler thought the master's decision was crazy, but as a butler, he could not reject his master's idea.

So it started from this day.

The blood provided to Clo was changed from livestock to human blood.

Clo is very perceptive.

There was no way he didn't know about the changes in his blood.

However, he was still obsessed with painting, creating one painting after another.

Then, time passed quickly.

The world in the painting arrived on Clo's fifteenth birthday.