Dimension Paradise, I am a summoning apostle

Chapter 304: A Painting Titled Family Gathering
Ikramu Monastery was built very ornately, even though it has fallen into disrepair due to certain events.

After Chu Danqing and the others arrived, they were quickly provided with food and lodging, and a special cultivator doctor came to treat the female lawyer who had a fever.

The reason they were so efficient and enthusiastic was not because they were particularly hospitable, but because Chu Danqing had given them a large sum of money, and that was the key point.

"What do you mean?" Chu Danqing asked hurriedly after Yang Qianyuan finished his divination.

Yang Qianyuan said with a wry smile, "Yes, but it's still a very bad omen."

"A swarm of rats devouring a corpse—I don't know what that means." This was the conclusion Yang Qianyuan reached through the divination using the spider's flight.

"Literally, a group of rats devouring a corpse?" Chu Danqing felt that a direct interpretation didn't quite seem right.

As they were talking, Yang Qianyuan suddenly became alert and signaled to Chu Danqing with his eyes that someone was coming.

dong dong dong~
There was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Chu Danqing asked casually.

“I heard the future Earl of Hamlet is resting here,” a greasy voice said. “I’ve come to pay him a visit.”

Chu Danqing gave Da Bao a look, and Da Bao cautiously opened the door.

Upon opening the door, a round, plump man came into view, his clothes appearing somewhat tight, and he wore an old beret.

Chu Danqing glanced at it and determined that it might be a painter.

Some areas of his clothing were stained with paint.

And they must have lived in poverty, otherwise they wouldn't have refused to change their clothes even when they no longer fit.

"Hello, I am William Hamlet." Chu Danqing stood up and extended his hand to introduce himself.

Upon seeing this, the fat man was overjoyed and quickly reached out to steady Chu Danqing's hands.

“Greetings, Earl Hamlet. This is Eliot Hughes, the painter, paying his respects.” Eliot said respectfully.

After shaking hands with him twice, Chu Danqing pulled it out.

Elliott's hands, like his voice and physique, were very greasy.

He didn't know if it was Elliott's sweaty hands or oil.

“Please have a seat, Mr. Elliott.” Chu Danqing said, and Da Bao promptly brought a chair for Elliott. Then Chu Danqing continued to ask, “I wonder what style Mr. Elliott is good at painting?”

“I am not an expert in art and painting, but I have received some education and have heard of it.”

Elliott sat down and became excited upon hearing Chu Danqing's question.

“Realism, that’s what I’m best at!” Eliot replied immediately. “Earl Hamlet.”

“Just call me William. I haven’t inherited the title yet and become a formal nobleman,” Chu Danqing interrupted.

Eliot, however, didn't mind and continued, following Chu Danqing's lead: "Mr. William, I once..."

Listening to the other party's eloquent introduction, Chu Danqing began to have some doubts about their motives.

At first, he thought that Chu Danqing had come to promote his paintings or to gain Chu Danqing's appreciation.

But now it seems that the other party came here simply to share.

Moreover, they have a strong desire to share, but it's hard to know how much of it is genuine.

As for the realist school of painting that the other party was good at, Chu Danqing really didn't know anything about it, so he could only smile and nod occasionally to show his agreement.

"I'm sorry, I always talk too much when I share with others." Only after he had said almost everything did Elliott realize that he had said too much.

“I think Mr. William must have some idea about my paintings,” Eliot said immediately. “Please wait a moment, I would like to invite you to admire my most prized work!”

After saying that, without waiting for Chu Danqing to speak, he rushed out of the room like a nimble fat man.

Chu Danqing really wanted to call him back, but he had already disappeared.

He had absolutely no desire to see the so-called paintings.

The topics the other person mentioned ranged from wildly imaginative ideas to realistic critiques.

Chu Danqing simply couldn't understand things from the other person's perspective.

“He carries the mystery left behind by the gods,” Yang Qianyuan said in a low voice after Elliott left.

Chu Danqing suddenly realized that perhaps it was because of her initial goodwill and charm that she was too easy to attract this type of person.

In addition, his identity this time is indeed extraordinary.

"Perhaps this is a breakthrough point, but be careful." Yang Qianyuan knew that hiding was not a good opportunity, and he could not take the lead; at most, he could only provide assistance.

He would only try to find a solution if Chu Danqing truly couldn't hold on any longer.

With his solid foundation in celestial secrets, his innate talent for strategic maneuvering, and the guidance of the Divine King, Yang Qianyuan has undergone a complete transformation through diligent cultivation since returning home.

Progress has been made rapidly in areas such as divination, politics, insight, and power.

Not only was he cultivating, but in just one month, with Yang Qianzheng's cooperation, he had also obtained the right to establish his own government.

Now it's time to formally reclaim power.

However, he did not tell Chu Danqing about this, because if Chu Danqing knew, she would definitely send him back.

Compared to so-called power, he valued Chu Danqing's affairs more. In the past, he thought power could reach the heavens, but after coming into contact with Guo Ming and Shenwei Tianwang, his thinking changed.

Fist is power.

Whether you try to win people over or suppress them, as long as you're strong enough, there will always be people willing to listen to you.

His path to becoming stronger naturally involved Chu Danqing, who was bound to him.

Therefore, in his view, even if he were to ascend the throne tomorrow, it would not be as important as Chu Danqing's trial mission.

"Okay, I understand." Chu Danqing naturally trusted Yang Qianyuan's judgment.

About five minutes later, Elliott, looking excited but panting, carried in a huge painting.

“Mr. William, look, this is my most prized painting.”

“I’ll call it ‘Family Gathering’!” Eliot said, lifting the canvas after setting the painting out.

Chu Danqing's gaze fell on the painting, and his eyes narrowed involuntarily.

The painting depicts a group of skinned and half-rotten humanoid monsters, with the churchyard as the background.

Some monsters dig up corpses from graveyards, while others bend down and gnaw on already rotting human corpses, or use skulls as decorations.

"Mr. Eliot, are you sure you are a realist painter?" Chu Danqing asked, though he knew it was absolutely true.

“Of course, Mr. William,” Eliot replied, then said with rapt attention, “Look at what a beautiful figure it is, in the moonlight.”

He was talking incessantly to Chu Danqing about how warm and touching the painting, titled "Family Gathering," was.

"So, what is it?" Chu Danqing asked, pointing to the skinned, half-rotten monster.

This question directly interrupted Elliott's introduction.

“Sorry, I forgot to introduce them to you.” Elliot said apologetically, then quickly added, “In traditional stories they are called ghouls, but they call themselves the Forgotten Ones.”

"But I prefer to call them nature cleaners."

"As you know, compared to other plants and animals, the human body cannot be completely recycled and decomposed by nature after death because of the coffin."

"They made up for the irrationality that arose because of humanity."

"What do you think, Mr. William?" Elliott asked Chu Danqing after finishing his sentence.

Chu Danqing's expression turned serious: "This is stealing a corpse, which is illegal and a crime!"

Elliott hadn't expected Chu Danqing to say that. He had considered both reprimanding and agreeing, but he hadn't really considered the law.

“These are human laws, and they shouldn’t be imposed on the natural cycle,” Elliott argued.

“That’s right, but you are human. You have human values ​​and perspectives, and you observe the world from a human point of view,” Chu Danqing said. “So everything you think of is not something that nature has given you.”

"It is your thoughts as a human being that give rise to your ideas, so in essence you are also interfering with nature as a human being."

Elliott fell silent; he had indeed not considered this angle.

“Yes, it’s not perfect yet. I need to paint a more perfect picture.” Elliott said, and was about to destroy the painting.

However, Chu Danqing gestured to Da Bao to stop them.

The attempt to stop him was successful, but Da Bao stumbled and fell as a result.

Elliott may look like a greasy, round fat man, but his strength attribute alone far surpasses that of Da Bao, who has been given a series of buffs by Chu Danqing.

"Imperfection is not a reason for you to destroy it. The fact that it came into being means that it was a natural selection."

“I imagine you’ll need funds in your pursuit of perfection. Would you mind entrusting it to me for my collection? I’ll place it in the most prominent spot in my estate,” Chu Danqing said, taking out his money.

Upon hearing this, Elliott felt ashamed and realized that Chu Danqing's words made sense. Therefore, he accepted the money Chu Danqing gave him: "After I paint a more perfect painting, I will definitely take the painting to Mayflower Bay to find you, Mr. William."

"Then I won't disturb Mr. William's rest any longer."

After saying that, Elliott left, but as he reached the door, he suddenly said, "The rats in the monastery are quite noisy at night, but don't worry about it. Just close your eyes and sleep until dawn."

Chu Danqing responded: "Don't worry, my sleep quality has always been very good."

Chu Danqing finally breathed a sigh of relief after Elliott's figure had completely disappeared.

As for what he said to Elliott? It was pure nonsense and deception.

He doesn't understand philosophy at all; he's just trying to see if he can fool the other party and keep them calm.

The other party became more and more enthusiastic as they spoke, their attitude clearly determined to gain Chu Danqing's approval.

Chu Danqing is a good person. The suffix "human" implies that one should think and act from a human perspective.

As for why they stopped the other party from destroying the painting and bought it, it was naturally because the painting was an excellent piece of equipment.

Furthermore, this equipment is extremely powerful, far exceeding the quality of the Excellent grade, and it is excellent value for money to obtain it with just a little currency.

However, the corresponding side effects also made Chu Danqing keep his distance.

He definitely won't use it; he'll just take it back to resell.

(End of this chapter)