My organs are too abstract.

The shadowy figure stared at the blank, pitch-black photograph, frozen in place.

In those lens-like eyes, two faint lights flickered for a moment, then paused, as if they had encountered some illogical anomaly.

"Seriously, you have two cameras on your head, how come you still take such terrible photos?"

Xu Yuan examined the photo in his hand, then stared at the eerie eyes of the shadowy figure, his face full of doubt: "Do you deserve the talent bestowed upon you by heaven?"

The shadowy figure did not respond.

It slowly raised its head and looked at Xu Yuan again, tilting its head slightly, as if expressing confusion, or as if trying to see through him.

The next second, the two cold, faint lights condensed slightly, and the lens embedded in the eye socket extended forward by an extremely small amount.

It's as if you're zooming in to the extreme, completely dissecting and scanning the person in front of you from head to toe.

The tiny lenses in my pupils rotated and contracted, my eyelids trembled slightly, and I was about to press the shutter.

But just as it was about to blink, a sudden change occurred.

"call out--"

First, a sharp whistling sound suddenly came, and then everything went dark.

"Want to film more?"

Xu Yuan flicked his wrist, and the black rope in his hand shot out like a snake. When he pulled it back, the end of the rope had already pulled back two toilet plungers.

He deftly and decisively grasped the long plastic handles in one hand, and then extended his wrist forward.

"Pfft—"

The rubber was squeezed and sucked in, and the air was instantly squeezed out, producing a muffled and comical sound.

Two round rubber suction cups were firmly attached to the shadowy figure's eyes, fitting perfectly.

"You're not even going to act anymore, are you, buddy?" Xu Yuan was furious at its comical appearance and slapped it on the head. "You dare to take pictures of me in front of me? Do you think I'm dead?"

"?"

The shadowy figure was struck so hard that it staggered on the spot, completely stunned.

Just as Xu Yuan was about to deliver his second slap, its originally solid black and white body suddenly relaxed, and a faint black aura emanated from its body.

"Oh?" Xu Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly. "Could it transform?"

He had just taken a few serious looks when suddenly his arm went empty; his left hand, which had been holding the dark figure, abruptly lost all feeling.

The once clear silhouette gradually blurred, its outline fading and dissipating into wisps of ethereal black mist that slowly dissipated in place.

In a dark corner not far away, the scattered black mist quietly gathered and slowly stretched into shape. In a short while, it condensed back into the black and white figure, standing quietly in the shadows.

The dark figure stood still in the shadows, the two plungers still firmly stuck to its eye sockets, looking both bewildered and comical.

It reached out and groped for the long plastic handle, then yanked it hard.

"Pop—pop—"

With two soft clicks, the suction cup was forcibly ripped off and casually tossed to the ground.

Those camera-like eyes reappeared, two faint lights flickering, as if they hadn't yet recovered from their previous bewilderment.

But it was only quiet for a moment.

Soon, she looked up again, her gaze fixed intently on Xu Yuan.

This time, it didn't test the waters.

The lens embedded in the eye socket slowly protruded forward again, more noticeably than before, with layers of lenses rotating at high speed, the faint light shining brightly in the night.

"Click—"

It blinked suddenly.

A new photograph appeared in its hand.

This time, the photo wasn't completely black; instead, a blurry human figure appeared.

But it's less of a photograph and more of a child's doodle.

The human figure was drawn with the most sloppy lines, with blurry features, distorted proportions, and messy colors, making it impossible to tell what it was.

The shadowy figure looked at Xu Yuan, and, disbelieving, pressed the shutter again. Then, looking down, it suddenly paused.

It's unclear what it saw, but its eyes suddenly flickered a few times, like a faulty light bulb, before freezing completely, motionless, as if it had crashed on the spot.

"What's going on?"

Xu Yuan had already walked to the shadowy figure's side. Seeing it still staring at the photo without moving, he was slightly taken aback. "Did the photo make me look too handsome, and you fainted from being so handsome?"

He snatched the photo with a puzzled look, and after just one glance, he was immediately stunned.

The person in the photo wasn't him at all; it was an emoji.

With its round, chubby panda head, a silly and dull expression, vacant eyes, and drooping lips, it exudes a silly and goofy vibe from head to toe, looking utterly foolish.

But its left hand was extremely unusual—

It wasn't a normal hand, but a monstrous claw with protruding knuckles and hard lines, exuding a ferocious and sharp aura. In its bizarreness, it also inexplicably possessed an indescribable coolness.

"?"

Xu Yuan was dumbfounded.

He looked at it over and over again, his face filled with disbelief: "Is this me?"

If this were a complete meme, that would be fine, but why does his idiotic left hand look pretty cool, while his real body becomes an incredibly stupid panda head?

He stared at the panda face in the photo, which looked like a complete fool, and felt that it was full of mockery of him.

Just then, a line of pale white characters slowly appeared in the void:

[You see your beautiful photo in your left hand and wake up happily]

[It expressed high admiration for the photographer, stating that this person's achievements in the photography world are truly extraordinary, and suggested a reward of 50 cents.]

Xu Yuan's face immediately darkened.

This idiot, why does he have to come and finish me off?

"No, we have to reshoot!"

He grew angrier the more he thought about it, so he immediately grabbed the shadowy figure's head and forced it to face him.

Seeing the dark figure still frozen in place, Xu Yuan panicked: "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and take the picture!"

The shadowy figure seemed to have crashed, showing no reaction whatsoever.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan shook his head helplessly and said, "Fine, I'll do it myself then."

He stretched out his finger, gently placed it on the shadowy figure's eyelids, pressed slightly, and forced the eyes closed.

Then, with a slight bend in his fingers, he gently lifted and pried open the tightly closed eyes by pressing his fingertips against the eyelids.

"Click."

The shutter clicked in response.

The shadowy figure was actually forced to take a picture.

Xu Yuan took the photo expectantly, glanced at it, and then froze again: "What is this thing now?"

The photo is empty except for a round, simple brain shape with the "ZZZ" sleeping symbol drawn on it, as if it's snoring.

I refuse to believe it.

Xu Yuan opened his eyes, closed them, and repeated the operation.

New photos have appeared, and the content on them has changed again.

It was a soft, limp mass of flesh, with a small, blushing face set on it, radiating a look of blissful contentment.

Several short lines were drawn around it, as if it were being hit, but the fleshy piece looked extremely pleased, as if it was enjoying itself immensely.

"What happened? Is this thing broken?"

Xu Yuan patted the dark figure's head and, still not believing it, took several more pictures.

A huge, bulging heart beats incessantly in the photograph, its muscles piled up and its lines violent, as if it's about to jump out of the photographic paper;

A pair of round, simple eyes, with swirling question marks and starlight drawn in the pupils, brimming with a thirst for knowledge;

Two pairs of oversized, simple ear-shaped figures are pressed tightly against the wall, trembling slightly, as if desperately trying to eavesdrop on some secret.

……

"Looks like it's really bad."

Xu Yuan was somewhat unwilling, so he immediately pounded the black shadow's head hard, trying to give it an emergency treatment.

Just then, the shadowy figure's eyes suddenly crackled and emitted several sparks of electricity, like they were about to break.

Then, a photo with only a huge question mark slowly floated to the ground.

It seemed to express both confusion and a statement—

The person in front of me... is beyond comprehension.