There is also spring for passers-by

Hua Ling found this entrance, but had never been in. It turned out to be so fun.

"Host, this seems different from what we have in the interstellar space."

"That's Universe Number 6. Are we Universe Number 1 now?"

Hua Ling went to search, and after a minute replied, "We are in Huaguo, on the Huaxia star, the ancestral star system of Microcosm No. 1. This planet is most similar to Shenxiang."

"Let's try to see if we can get to the interstellar civilization of Microcosm No. 1 and see if it's the same as the interstellar civilization of Microcosm No. 6."

"The microcosm is definitely different. The similarities between the big and small worlds are man-made, just like the three ancestral galaxies, Huaguo, Shenxiang, and Longguo, are the most similar. This is a man-made similarity."

Unless Xiaoyu copied this from another one.

However, it is possible to imitate a small world, but it is very difficult to imitate a small universe.

Teacher Zhang brought Wen Wan into the art hall. There were also two people standing at the door. One was an Oriental man wearing a long robe, and the other was a scholar wearing a classical European robe, representing the Eastern and Western schools of painting.

Teacher Zhang explained the reason to them. There were three people standing in the main hall of the Art Hall, one with black skin, one with white skin, and one with an oriental face. They prepared their pens and ink. Wen Wan chose an ink painting of the oriental school. After finishing it, she gave it to the teacher with an oriental face for comments. Then she painted a Western watercolor painting.

The yellow-skinned teacher asked, "Do you know how to draw with fine brushwork?"

"Yes." Wen Wan answered with one word. She had studied it seriously and her technique was very pure. She painted a picture of fish playing with lotus flowers. The fish were painted vividly and the patterns on the lotus petals were clearly visible. Although it was an oriental painting method, it had the realistic method of western painting, which was eye-catching.

All three of them showed appreciation on their faces.

"Wen Wan is a full-featured psychic. Her four major psychic powers, namely, mental power, wood power, fire power, and space power, have reached SSS level. The weakest of her ten psychic powers has reached A level."

With four SSS-level superpowers, he is a genius among geniuses. Moreover, he has extremely high artistic talent and profound foundation. He can definitely become a master painter and an artist in the art hall.

The three paintings painted by Wen Wan were sent into an instrument for evaluation, and an appraisal report was printed out: "Picturesque Landscapes", artistic rating: SSS, painting style: Oriental Ink Painting; "Castle in the Dream", artistic rating: SS, painting style: Western Ink Painting; "Fish Playing in Lotus", artistic rating: SSSS, painting style: Oriental Fine Brush Painting.

The faces of the three teachers were filled with joy.

Teacher Zhang stared at the report card. "SSSS level, this... this has reached the Saint-level artistic level. There are only two Saint-level painters in the superior civilization and time and space."

Haha ...

All three masters laughed out loud.

"Teacher Zhang, you have introduced me to an artistic genius. If we send these paintings to the higher civilization, we will surely be rewarded."

The three of them started arguing about who would be Wenwan's art teacher, and in the end, Salvador, the oldest and top painter, won.

Wen Wan respectfully calls him "Teacher Salvador", and he is also the first teacher she worships in this world on the road of painting art.

The Hall of Fine Arts and the Hall of Supernatural Powers both held lively ceremonies to celebrate the arrival of new members in the two halls.

Teacher Zhang taught Di Wenwan to cultivate mental strength, supernatural powers, and life forms; Salvador guided her in learning the art of painting and also taught her the skills of an artist.

The interstellar civilization of Microuniverse No. 1 has similar methods of cultivating mental power, superpowers, and life forms to those she practiced earlier, but they are obviously one level stronger than the methods she practiced before. If they were earth-level before, the methods she practices now are heaven-level.

The universe where the Divine Land is located is like the orthodox sect, and the others are considered to be side factions, so their skills are naturally different.

Because Wen Wan had learned before, she made rapid progress in the computer world under the guidance of two teachers and was regarded as a genius by the two teachers. This also made her status in the Hidden Network rise sharply. It was rare to have a person with all-round superpowers, and it was even rarer to have four SSS-level ones. However, her artistic talent reached the SSSS level, and she received more and more attention and respect from the entire Hidden Network.

"Xiao Wan, people with special abilities are not monsters, but the pioneers of humanity, the evolved and superior human beings. Don't be so self-deprecating and forbearing anymore. The Hidden Network is your home. Here you will find teachers, friends, and fellow believers who love you."

Salvador said, "My child, you must study hard when you go back. If you have any questions, I will be online all day every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and I will be available to answer your questions at any time."

"Yes, dear Salvador, I will study hard."

Wen Wan said goodbye to the two teachers and left the hidden online world. She still sat in front of the computer.

This felt magical. It was not through learning the helmet, but through consciousness that I entered. It felt like I was walking through it myself.

Hua Ling was even more excited than Wen Wan. She discovered that the civilization of the interstellar civilization in the space-time of Microuniverse No. 1 might be more profound than the civilization of Microuniverse No. 6.

*

Wen Wan was like discovering a new world, her face filled with a happy smile.

That day, Zheng's mother called Wen Wan and asked, "Wan Wan, do you... know the truth?"

"I know that because of my own selfishness, I have deprived myself of the opportunity to have more people who love me; I know that when I needed you the most, you were immersed in the sweetness of your own love.

I also know that my mother has known for six years that Fu Chen was using me and instigating me to pursue his dream of becoming a star, but in fact he was using me to pursue Qin Ying.

You know that my mother sold me to the Fu family mercilessly and arranged for me to be engaged to Fu Chen for the sake of profit, so that the Fu family could give you a 3% share of the profits.

Ms. Zhong, are you really worthy of being a mother? Do you feel comfortable taking the 3% bonus you earned from selling your daughter?

The 18 years you raised me were already repaid when you forced me to commit suicide and sold me.

If you are old in the future and need me to pay for your support, I will pay you basic pension and take on this responsibility, but please do not use my marriage to make any trades.

Ms. Zhong Yuanyuan, if there is a next time that it concerns me personally and I am the last one to know about it, then I don’t mind making public everything you did behind my back.

Ms. Zhong, I have evidence of everything you have done. Please don't destroy the last bit of mother-daughter love between us.

That's it. You have your life, I have mine. Contact me when you need me to fulfill my support obligations. Don't call me if there's nothing else to do. I can handle my own affairs."

Mother Zheng was crying bitterly on the other end of the phone. She had never expected that her daughter would know everything she had done and would speak so cruelly to her.

She didn't even know why her daughter committed suicide.

Wen Wan: Hua Ling, pass all evidence of the Fu family's crimes to the relevant departments, especially the fact that they secretly excavated the Han Dynasty Zhao Wang Tombs and sold the underground cultural relics and national treasures.