Ordinary observers in fast time travel

Chapter 1089 Painting the World
The small system was struck dumb. "Host, what did you say? How could I harm you?"

"If it wasn't you who caused this? Then what's wrong with me now!" Shi Jia expressed doubt. How could a good person's soul leave their body?
The little system blinked. "Host, you've completed the mission. Hmm? Haven't you regained your memories yet?"

"What memories?" Shi Jia frowned. How did this thing know she had amnesia?

The miniature system circled Shi Jia twice, scanning her twice at the speed of light. A large question mark appeared on the small ball of light, "Seems fine, right?"

His soul is intact and his soul power is abundant! He is definitely at the Nebula level!

"What are you doing!" Shi Jia looked at the little system warily. His mental energy swept over it and he was immediately stunned. He was not only surprised by the connection between the little thing and himself, but also shocked by the strength of his own mental energy.

What 3S? That's utterly pathetic! She feels her current mental power is enough to support a planet! She could sweep across the universe!

what on earth is it?

Not only was she puzzled, but the little system was also puzzled. It immediately contacted the main brain, which replied quickly, telling him that this was because the memory of the mission system was sealed, and that the memory would be restored after Shi Jia completed the mission.

The little system breathed a sigh of relief and came to its senses, only to find its host staring blankly into space. "Host, what are you thinking about?"

"Little one, can you tell me who I am?" Shi Jia came to her senses, swallowed, and suddenly realized something: she might not really be Slana!

She said this while looking down at the sleeping people below.

Her breathing was steady, her face was rosy, as if nothing had happened.

Shi Jia blinked, somewhat dazed. Ten years of memories flashed through her mind, seemingly fading away. Memories that were once clear were now blurry.

She stood there, stunned, feeling as if fate had played a cruel joke on her; ten years had been nothing but a dream!

Do not!
That's not a dream! "These ten years have all been real! I've cherished every single day I've experienced, so why should my memories be erased!"

Shi Jia covered her head and struggled to shout!
The little system was getting anxious. "Host, what's wrong?"

"Little one, do you think my ten years have been real?"

He was puzzled. "Of course it's true! Everything you've done for this world, host, is real!"

The pain stopped abruptly!

Shi Jia was panting heavily, her eyes sparkling. "Is it true?"

The little dumplings are so cute.

"That's good." Shi Jia recovered. "Let me first tell you about my identity and my mission."

"Okay, host, your name is Shi Jia, and you are—" The voice abruptly stopped, and the little system stared wide-eyed in horror. The main system wouldn't allow it to speak.

Shi Jia frowned. "What is it?"

"Waaah, I can't say it." The little system felt wronged; everyone was bullying him!
Shi Jia stared intently at the little system for a few seconds, making sure it wasn't lying, "Then what about the mission?"

"The host will know when we get there."

"Alright, then take me to see." She wanted to see what the person behind this was up to!
"Okay!" The little system breathed a sigh of relief. The entire dumpling began to rotate around Shi Jia, starting from her feet and moving upwards.

Each time he spun, he brought out a beam of light that enveloped Shi Jia. Her figure gradually transformed into a dazzling star, carried by the little system as she broke through the world barrier.

In the vast universe, there are many derivative planes, and one of them is called the Painting Realm.

Within the realm of paintings lies a vast land, and an even more expansive ocean. The Kingdom of Painting resides upon this vast land, bordered by the ocean to the southeast, a vast primeval forest to the west, and towering mountains to the north. The Kingdom of Painting is divided into eight regions from south to north: the Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Cyan, Blue, Purple, and the Rainbow Region. The Rainbow Region, the northern mountain range, is the sacred region of the Kingdom of Painting.

The Red Zone, on the other hand, is adjacent to the Black Zone, which lies to the southeast across the sea. It is an area where the poorest and most chaotic people congregate.

Sun Yu was just an ordinary young man living in the Red Zone. He was an orphan, had no friends, and no talent for awakening as an artist. He studied a third-rate major and couldn't find a job after graduation.

My only wish is to become a pie-in-the-sky artist.

Speaking of the "pie-in-the-sky" artists, we must mention the distinctions among the artists in the Land of Painting. Just as modern painters have their own areas of expertise, the artists in the Land of Painting also have professional distinctions.

For example, someone who draws weapons is called a weapon artist, someone who draws houses is called a house artist, someone who draws food is called a food artist, and so on. In short, anyone who can successfully draw and bring to life a certain object can be called an artist of that object.

Those who paint specific objects are collectively called object painters.

There is an even more advanced type of painter called a spirit painter. Spirit painters do not paint concrete objects; what they paint is often abstract, such as wind, rain, fire, lightning, and thunder.

The existence of the Spirit Painters is to fight against the turbid beasts of the Black Zone!
A single energy source cannot sustain the existence of the world. In someone's perception, the painted world may not contain the Turbid Beast, but when it evolves into reality, the painted world will have a dark zone, and the Turbid Beast will appear.

Ahem, I've digressed. Let's get back to the story of the "pie-in-the-sky" master.

Unable to find work and penniless, Sun Yu was on the verge of starvation. On his deathbed, he made a small wish: to become a pie-drawing artist. Even if he could only draw pie-drawing pictures for the rest of his life, it wouldn't matter.

After making this wish, he lost consciousness.

Then Shi Jia woke up, rubbing her groggy head and clutching her stomach, which was churning with hunger. She was stunned. "Is this another world?"

"Hey little system, have I arrived in another world?"

The little system was startled. "Host, you remember me?"

"Huh? What's going on? Don't I remember you?" Shi Jia looked at him warily.

The little system nodded. "Yes, that's true. Normally, the host would lose their memories after entering the world..."

I've been warned by the main system again. I can't say more.

“I do missions all the time!” Shi Jia concluded.

"Ah!" The host is so perceptive. The little system shut its mouth tightly, while the main system's energy depletion notification flashed frantically. "Host, you finish the mission first, I'm leaving!"

Shi Jia stared at the air, "At least tell me what the mission is!"

"Host, Sun Yu's wish," the mini-system reminded, then immediately disappeared.

Shi Jia shook her head. This little guy is a bit slow! But Sun Yu's wish? To become a pie-in-the-sky artist?

According to Sun Yu's recollection, there are two ways to become a painter: one is to have a spiritual constitution, and the other is to immerse oneself in the art of painting for decades and reach a level of consummate skill in painting a certain subject.

There is no such thing as a spirit affinity constitution. Sun Yu had already taken the test when he was fifteen years old, and his spirit affinity value was only 15. To become the lowest-level painter, one must have a spirit affinity value of 30.

Sun Yu still has a long way to go!
Of course, consuming a spirit crystal could potentially increase one's affinity with spirits. However, spirit crystals only exist within the bodies of turbid beasts. Given Sun Yu's status, the only way to obtain spirit crystals is to hunt turbid beasts himself.

But Sun Yu hunting the turbid beast? That's practically suicide!

If Shi Jia had her original mental strength, it would have been a piece of cake. But she discovered that after entering this body, her mental strength disappeared. Or rather, it was sealed away, rendering her unable to move for the rest of her life.

So there's only one last way: become an artist and practice makes perfect! I look forward to the day I can successfully create that illusion!
"Glug~ Glug~" No, I need to get something to eat first!