Ring of Fate

Chapter 949 "Good Reviews"

After returning to room 2303 with the painting, Janna asked Franca:
"Should Lumian contact Stiano? He should be very interested in how to deal with this kind of paintings."

The previous self-portrait sketch by Luo Shan could not be deleted after it was taken as a photo, but this cliff bridge cannot be taken as a photo.

Franca pondered for a few seconds, then smiled and said:
“This is one of the backup options, but it’s not the first choice.

"We only know that Stiano is interested in occult photos that can be spread online and cannot be deleted. We are not sure whether he has the desire to study paintings that cannot be uploaded to the Internet. Moreover, it is not a good thing to owe someone too much. You will always have to pay it back in the future. There is no free lunch in the world.

"This is similar to taking out a small loan. It should be done in moderation and be prepared to repay it from the beginning."

Using the analogy of micro loans, Janna immediately accepted Franca's argument.

"So how do we deal with this?" she asked.

Franka's smile widened:
"When it's daybreak and the morning rush hour is over, take this painting to the Dream Star Grocery Store."

"Ah?" Janna couldn't keep up with Franca's train of thought.

Before crossing over, Franca had read a lot of books and her mind was always open. She laughed softly and said:
“When you get to the Star Dream Grocery Store, ask the owner if he will accept items with mystical elements like these and what the price is.

"If He is willing to buy it, this painting will not be able to come back on its own."

Is this possible? After thinking about it carefully, Janna actually felt that this was feasible:
Based on the premise that only true gods can enter Mr. Fool's dreams, except for those who hold medium objects or have special connections, and the fact that the way to contact the Major Arcana cards is to go to the Star Dream Grocery Store to send a letter to the senior deacon of the "Goddess of Night" Church, and the dark environment of the Star Dream Grocery Store itself, Team Lumian can actually roughly guess the identity of the store owner in reality, but they all tacitly did not say it out loud.

If the shop owner agrees to buy this strange painting, it means that He definitely has a way to control the corresponding anomaly and truly transfer the ownership to His hands.

Besides, isn’t it normal for a grocery store that focuses on occult elements to purchase items with occult elements?

Janna pondered over it for a few seconds and said:
“What if the store owner doesn’t want to buy it?”

"Then ask Him if we can put this painting in His shop for consignment. We will pay the storage fee and the final share, which is equivalent to paying Him to handle the abnormality." Franca said with a smile, "If He still doesn't agree, contact Stiano through Lumian. If Stiano doesn't answer, you can find an opportunity to throw this painting to the police station during the day. Remember to hide your identity."

At this point, Franka's expression suddenly became serious:
"My spiritual intuition and mystical experience tell me that your handling of this painting will not go smoothly and there will be danger. If the danger is serious, you should take the initiative to exit the dream. You will have two more chances later. There is no need to risk your life now."

"Yeah." Janna nodded solemnly.

Afterwards, she and Franca entered the strange space again and found that Roxanne was guarding the translucent barrier again and was in very good condition.

Franka revealed her identity as a colleague and started chatting with Luo Shan. Through her, she learned more about Zhou Mingrui's situation and which employees in each department of Intis Group were worthy of attention.

The result of the conversation made Franca and Janna very satisfied. They felt that saving Roxanne was not only a choice of emotion and position, but also a very correct decision on the way to completing the mission.

It would probably take a month or two for Franca and Lumian to slowly gather the information they got from Roshan.

"How do we convince Zhou Mingrui that I am the future savior? I'll need your help." Franca said to Luo Shan with a shy smile, "We can't just tell him the truth. He definitely won't believe it."

"I definitely won't believe it. No normal person would believe it. They would just think it's a prank or a scam." Luo Shan nodded and added in a low voice, "I still don't completely believe it now..."

Franca pretended not to hear Roxanne's muttering and changed the subject.

When it was dawn and she automatically left that strange space, Franka got up and took out the clothes she would wear today from the closet with a heavy look on her face.

Without waiting for Jana to speak, she took the initiative to say:
"You are likely to encounter danger and abnormalities today, so you should wear something that is more convenient for movement."

Janna nodded slightly and did not refuse.

Franka quickly washed up, took off her pajamas, and slowly changed her clothes while mumbling:

"After I became a 'witch' and got used to it, I would sometimes feel proud and happy about other people's attention when I walked on the street. I thought I was really charming. This might be a manifestation of the narcissism of the 'witch'.

"But there is a difference between doing something you like and being forced to do something. And you won't like it if you are not used to it. Just like when I was in school, the school always required students to wear uniforms on Mondays. There were always some rebellious teenagers in every class who were not happy and would rather accept the punishment..."

Franka spoke nonsense, as if trying to distract herself and reduce the feeling of shame.

She bent her back and clumsily put on the most conservative skin-colored stockings, stepped her feet into her new high-heeled shoes with very low heels, then stood up and used the full-length mirror embedded in the wardrobe to adjust her women's shirt and light gray skirt that was almost to her knees.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Franka curled her lips, feeling quite complicated.

Janna just kept watching without saying anything.

After putting on makeup that made her look a little uglier, Franca tied up her long hair, put on her glasses, picked up her high-end imitation handbag, and walked towards the door with a steady pace.

Before leaving, she turned around and smiled at Janna:
"Thank you for not saying 'You look beautiful in this' or 'You really look good in this', but you seemed a little bit surprised just now, well, that made me feel better."

"Yes." Janna smiled affirmatively.

Franka waved and walked out of the room.

He is such an optimistic person who is good at regulating his emotions...Janna sighed, looked away, and waited patiently for the morning rush hour to pass.

When it was almost nine o'clock, she left Building 5, holding the painting, and came to the lobby of the community.

She chose to take an online taxi to the Star Dream Grocery Store instead of taking the subway and then changing to a bus. She was afraid that the abnormality of the painting would affect more people. By then, the potential danger might not affect her, but the large-scale commotion might bring more serious problems.

After a while, Janna walked out of the lobby and came to the roadside, where she saw a white car waiting for her.

After she opened the car door with one hand, she glanced towards the driver's seat and confirmed that the driver was not wearing a monocle and had no other obvious features. It was someone she did not know and her spiritual intuition was not triggered.

Jana sat in the back seat, placed the painting on her lap, and held it in front of her.

After verifying the last digit of the mobile phone number, the driver started the vehicle moving.

Janna was highly focused, alert and prepared for any possible accidents.

Suddenly, she felt her breathing become difficult, but there was nothing unusual around her.

It was like another her being pushed into the sea, and the feeling of drowning was transmitted to her through the mystical connection.

Without hesitation, Janna took out a mirror, plucked out two strands of hair, tried to stick them to the surface of the mirror, and burned them with the "witch's" black flame.

She was performing a black magic related to "mirror double", trying to actively transfer that mystical connection to the mirror.

At this moment, Janna began to hallucinate. She saw gently swaying turquoise water waves and her own hands waving uncontrollably, as if she was trying to struggle out of the water.

However, there was a force pulling at her legs, trying to drag her to the bottom of the sea.

Almost at the same time, a pale, swollen hand stretched out from somewhere and covered her mouth.

"Well, well, well...

"Gulu, Gulu, Gulu..."

Jenna showed obvious signs of drowning, with her nose, respiratory tract and lungs becoming extremely uncomfortable.

She wanted to use a substitute, but she couldn't sense the mirrors. She and them seemed to be separated in different worlds, and even the mystical connection was cut off.

Suddenly, waves of quiet black flames flowed out of Janna's eyes, nostrils, mouth, ears and other places. These black flames burned her body from the inside out, burning all the invisible objects that tried to affect her.

Outside the black flames, frost condensed and sealed Janna into a thick ball of ice and snow.

On the surface of the sphere, countless invisible spider silks retracted and entangled themselves layer by layer to form a huge "cocoon".

Janna finally no longer felt the agony of drowning, but she still couldn't sense her own body or her substitute.

The next second, she found herself walking on a bridge.

Across the bridge are steep cliffs and the Black Forest at the far end of the cliffs.

"Have I entered that painting?" Janna tried to turn around and return to the starting point of the bridge, leaving the world in the painting through the entrance, but she could not control her body and could only watch "herself" continue to move forward along the bridge.

At this time, two people walked out of the Black Forest.

One of them was Roshan with a sinister look on her face, and the other was Janna herself.

Jenna herself with her seductive smile!
Bang!

The bridge suddenly broke, and Janna fell into a dark abyss with no visible bottom.

Great fear and despair invaded Janna's heart. Her consciousness quickly became blurred and she could hardly save herself.

She seemed to be able to see herself being smashed into bloody pieces.

She took the opportunity to wake up from the dream while her consciousness was still not completely dark and the unimaginable pain was still not coming. She mustered up her last bit of clarity and took the initiative to escape from the dream.

But it didn't work.

Useless!
It’s no use…Janna’s eyes suddenly froze.

She did not give up, she was still trying to save herself, she gritted her teeth, trying hard to regain control of her body so as to use the "Witch's" Feather Falling Technique.

At this moment, a ray of sunlight shone into the dark abyss and illuminated the high cliffs.

All the scenes in front of Jana's eyes were instantly shattered and torn into pieces in the bright sunshine.

She suddenly opened her eyes and found herself still sitting in the car, holding the painting in her arms.

"We're here." The driver leaned half sideways to remind Janna.

Arrived so soon? Janna felt like she had been walking in the hot weather for a whole morning, her clothes were soaked with sweat.

She looked out the window a little dazedly and saw the Star Dream Grocery Store.

Janna instinctively pushed the door open and got out of the car, wanting to rush into the store to avoid other abnormalities that might come later.

"Remember to give a good review!" the driver shouted at her back.

Janna subconsciously turned her body to the side and looked back at the driver.

The driver smiled, took out a crystal monocle from somewhere, and put it on his right eye.

(End of this chapter)