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Chapter 892 Seriously?
Just go.

Milo didn't think much of it.

He had completely mastered the form of the embers, and with a thought, the flickering campfire began to boil.

The flames spread.

The surrounding void began to be filled with a halo of light, and the rustling sounds gradually became clearer.

Walking in the abyss.

...

The scene before me was undergoing a dazzling transformation, a process of chaotic order decomposing and recombining itself.

Milo was not in a hurry; he simply waited quietly for a new abyss world to gradually unfold before him.

He even reached out and patted the petite Enid around his waist, jokingly saying:
"Does this count as visiting someone in prison?"

Enid still did not give any response.

...

After the firelight faded, a completely different scene unfolded before Milo.

This world is made up of countless clear lines, with light and darkness.

Milo stretched his hand out into the air and felt the warmth, accompanied by the whistling wind.

But the wind here is not like the invisible air currents I remember; the wind blowing here is also shaped by several curved lines.

Um--

To describe it in the most abstract way, it would be "~~~~~~"

Do you understand it?

This is the kind of wind that Milo saw.

A line drawing style somewhat similar to that of animation.

...

Compared to wind, light has similar forms of expression, but it is more diverse.

Besides some slender straight lines that pierce the sky, the highlights on the surface of an illuminated object are also a form of expression, as are the shadows on the darker sides of an object.

The amazing thing is that the shadows of all the objects are not very complete, and they look as if they were built up stroke by stroke with overlapping lines.

...

Before me stretched a vast expanse of plains.

There are mountains and water.

Milo strolled to the edge of the pool, leaned out to look at his reflection in the water.

A wide grin:
"The world of painting?"

In the water, Milo's reflection was not the same as what he usually saw in the mirror, but a completely different style of presentation.

The figure was drawn using a technique that was neither quite a sketch nor quite a cartoon.

Yes, just like everything else in this world.

Milo also became part of the painting.

This is the most abstract glimpse of the abyss world he has ever seen.

To what extent should it be abstracted?

So abstract is the fact that when Milo extends an index finger and makes a "I've got it" expression, a simple drawing of a light bulb will suddenly appear in the upper left corner of his head.

It's that abstract.

...

And the frame rate here is very low.

Milo initially thought it was a visual distortion caused by his incomplete integration into this world. But he later discovered that this was the norm in this corner of the abyss.

Everything in sight is composed of lines of varying thicknesses, and there are noticeable "pauses" in the process of these lines changing. Actually, it can't really be called a pause, but for a superior like Milo with highly precise senses, everything in this corner of the world is almost no different from the stop-motion animations he watched as a child.

...

The depiction of Milo in the water's reflection is not detailed, but it presents all of Milo's physical features. It is not lifelike, but anyone familiar with Milo should be able to recognize at a glance that this person has painted Milo.

...

Melodious folk songs drifted from the villages and towns nestled on the distant hillside.

Milo can not only hear singing, he can also see singing.

Because musical notes are drifting out of the village one by one.

...

"It seems that even the chaotic order of the abyss can be mischievous at times."

Milo seemed to be deep in thought.

Even someone as knowledgeable as him was slightly surprised.

The Abyss can evolve any form of world rules based on the rules and order it absorbs. In the past, Milo has seen worlds that are highly similar to the real world, as well as worlds that are completely different from the real world. But those were all based on the foundation of cognition. Everyone here is flesh and blood. This is clearly a world that has not yet reached a three-dimensional order.

Perhaps someone from some distant, faraway world threw a comic book into the abyss.

……

The melodious songs echoed across the hillside.

In the distance, the wind, faintly visible, is pushing the windmills on the tower.

Although everything is composed of lines, Milo can clearly feel the peaceful and tranquil atmosphere, and it does not seem monotonous at all.

The Abyss always manages to come up with something new for him.

This time is no exception.

A lower frame rate gives the illusion that "time has slowed down".

Milo's figure slowly moved through the sunlit scenery.

He enveloped his entire body in fear and slowly approached the village at the foot of the mountain.

The Shadow Body also has a unique way of being depicted in the world of painting. Milo becomes a mass that is lighter than shadow and heavier than light. His outline can easily blend into dark corners, while under light, he can be easily penetrated by light and become an invisible object.

Furthermore, there were some blurry, distorted lines around his silhouette, as if they had been deliberately added to indicate that the silhouette was evil, which left Milo speechless.

...

Everything is normal in the villages and towns.

Milo had assumed that the world of his paintings was inhabited by small animals or SpongeBob SquarePants, which was why he had hidden himself. But when he arrived at the town center, he saw human faces that looked exactly like his own.

He followed the source of the song, moving against the direction of the notes, and began to wander among the low houses.

Occasionally, out of curiosity, they will impolitely peek into other people's houses to take a look.

He saw the flickering flames in the fireplace, the leftover food on the table, and the two sisters locked in their room making love while the elders were out.

"Sin, sin, sin."

Milo slowly pulled his head back.

He suddenly realized that the noise inside the house was really loud. Every now and then, visible heart symbols would float out from the cracks in the wooden walls of the house, and the lines that formed the symbols were all twisted, perfectly matching the melodious yet deliberately suppressed voice inside the house.

Unfortunately, Milo has never been particularly interested in the passionate scenes depicting two-dimensional characters.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, he suddenly noticed that one of petite Enid's hands was caught on an iron nail on the wall.

His lips twitched:
"No way?"

(End of this chapter)