When Odonis heard this name, he didn't feel anything. He just remembered the child's name and decided to change him to another school, arrange some teachers to teach him, and then absorb it into the organization.

But Lan Mu Shu, this name is famous in the future.

"This child is naturally withdrawn, and with high-dimensional vision, it will be even more difficult to integrate into normal life in the future. Perhaps joining CANC is his best way."

Lan Mu calculated the time. At this time, Van Gogh was studying in the public school in this city. The environment here made him even more eccentric, and soon, he did drop out of school.

With high-dimensional vision, Van Gogh's paintings are destined to be unappreciated and always express the essence of things in extremely abstract ways.

Lan Mu recalled that when the Asari tribe scanned the global works, he saw Van Gogh's self-portrait. If Van Gogh's eyes magnify that work ten times, it can be seen that his pupils are in a hexagonal umbrella shape.

That is the badge of CANC, symbolizing that his abnormality comes from the eyes, and his identity is a member of CANC.

I'm afraid that he has been taught by CANC since he was a child, and only by joining CANC in the future will he not be too world-weary.

Later, CANC each had their own identities in society, and many famous paintings were probably the fun of him.

Those who could understand this kind of work in the first place were probably members of the CANC and were spread and collected by each other.

Only after the establishment of the Eye of Truth Foundation and the World Environmental Protection Foundation, CANC's inadvertent influence became increasingly greater, and those paintings were truly loved by people.

"Fortunately, his containment was taken away when he was so young, otherwise he might become a guy who secretly killed countless people in the future."

Lan Mu thought, his eyes shifted to the pigment.

I saw Odonis handing the pigment to Lan Mu, which was a crucial containment for Victor.

"Hold it, this timeline doesn't need it anymore."

Lan Mu took it and looked at a can of pigment.

This pigment doesn't seem to be much, but in fact it is inexhaustible and it is constantly "growing" itself, using some and recovering some.

It is the medium that enters the two-dimensional world.

"Is this thing creating a two-dimensional world or simply entering the two-dimensional world of existence?"

Odonis said: "Creation, but although the creator is you, you just use pigments to make it exist, and the manager is still 001. In other words, this pigment uses the ability of 001. 001 has to create a two-dimensional world for this containment, which is an adaptation."

Lan Mu could understand that Odonis had told him that many containment items were in this situation, such as fantasy right hand and fantasy figures. Rather than Saitama created by the figure, it was better to say that the figure required creation, 001 to be executed.

Although 001 is both the executor of the containment and the enemy of the containment, it may be because of the forced service that it is hostile to the containment.

Lan Mu thought again, since it was creation, was everything in the two-dimensional world described by outsiders?

"If I draw a series of long scrolls, through plot and narration, can I make rules for that second dimension?"

Odonis was stunned. He had never thought about such a thing at all, but he quickly replied: "It's OK, what are you going to do?"

"Hiss...it's really possible? In other words, you can draw comics?" Lan Mu said in surprise.

"Comics? What is that?" Odonis didn't know what a comic was, but after instinctively asked, he immediately realized it.

"Oh! That kind of... well, it's OK, but you can't take into account all the settings. The place you didn't expect is the place where 001 plays on its own. He will make up for the rules of that dimension. Well, what you said is very important. I haven't seen a comic, so I didn't expect... If you just draw a cosmic background or a planet background, then the rest of the entire 2D will be constructed at will. If He really wants to target you, it may become a link to deal with you... You have to be careful of this."

Lan Mu nodded. There is also an analogy among Lan Mu's abilities in this so-called two-dimensional world.

For example, the eternal dream, where he can set everything, and he can even create a timeline that contains all the universe and all dimensions. Everything he can think of can be made according to his understanding.

Unlike it, the 2D is under the jurisdiction of 001. Lan Mu uses pigments to make it out. Only when painting can he be qualified to interfere, and then he is unable to make rules.

"Odonis, relying on your characteristics investigation alone, you cannot have a deeper understanding of this containment. I suggest you try it first..."

Before Lan Mu could finish speaking, he felt a sharp pain.

It was at this moment that an iron hook appeared on Lan Mu in an instant and penetrated deeply into the flesh.

Lan Mu also felt that the hook had penetrated into the depths of his soul.

Just as he was pulling him backwards, the iron hook pulled him into the distance, and the landing point was a big fat man more than a hundred meters away.

"Ghost Iron Hook!" Lan Mu reacted immediately, trying to break free, but found that his body was pulled over completely irresistible, and there was no possibility of getting rid of it.

The whole process is the speed of light. As it gets closer and closer to the end of the hook, Lan Mu can feel his soul melting.

If it is an ordinary person, this kind of soul damage must have been dead.

Fortunately, it was not Odonis, but Lan Mu.

"Don't struggle, you can't escape!" It was obviously not the first time the fat man did this. He pulled Lan Mu in front of him and immediately reached out to get the paint on Lan Mu's hand.

Lan Mu knew that the other party suddenly killed the enemy because they had shelter.

"Get it! Hum?" The fat man grabbed the paint jar, but found that he could not pull it, and the jar was firmly pinched in Lan Mu's hand.

"You are not dead!"

The fat man looked at Lan Mu in surprise, and saw Lan Mu looking at him indifferently, a little absent-minded.

Lan Mu was thinking about things, but he was a little unhappy when he was interrupted. He was just talking about big things with Odonis! It was about the critical moment!

"Ga!" Lan Mu broke the fat man's hand directly, took off the hook, and put it in the ring.

The fat man screamed, and then realized that he was trying to die.

He wanted to escape, but his broken hand was already pinched by Lan Mu and could not move.

At this time, Odonis had already chased after him, and Lan Mu dragged the fat man to meet him and said.

"What do you think? Let's take some people to experiment first! Let's see what the world in the painting looks like, and what level can we do."

Odonis glanced at the fat man and then said, "Human test? This..."

Lan Mu said: "Didn't I say it? CANC has done a lot of such things in the future. That's not the test you think, but the use of death row prisoners to conduct containment tests."

"We call it...D-class personnel, that is, Die-class. All those who commit crimes with confinement are killed with great crimes and are included in the inclusion of those with transformation value. But in fact, it is a bit wasteful to kill them. I suggest that you set the D-class personnel system now, which means those who have died in society. The only value of their survival is to make unconditional contributions to humanity."

After hearing Lan Mu's words, Odonis nodded and said, "Yes, we haven't..."

"Catch it! Isn't this time when confinement crimes are the most rampant?"

The two of them said, crossing the shuttle door and coming to the Atlantic base.

The fat man was held in Lan Mu's hand, like a child of more than 200 kilograms.

He was in tears. Are these two people monsters? What are they talking about?

Many of them cannot understand, but what they understand is too scary for him. It turns out that the earth is so complicated.

Let’s go through the past and the future.

What Victoria's Secret, the mixed supernatural objects in the army, various nobles who possess confinement crimes...

And, the mysterious organization that the person who easily crushed him belonged to, CANC, which claims to limit the containment of all supernatural things.

He felt that he was just a fool who came to his door. Both of them ignored him when they said something, and they thought he was like air...

Especially the white-haired young man, who had never even looked at himself in front of him, was always talking to another person excitedly.

"We need a large number of people... to sacrifice ourselves for the second dimension!"
Chapter completed!