
When he was at the Lecturer Lam's house, Zian always felt anxious. It was all thanks to a portrait of the mysterious painting given by his father the mayor of Anis. Somehow Zian could feel a strange response from the painting in his house, a strange vibration.
Zian quickly finished his meal and immediately parted. It is not good to rush home, but there are important things to be done.
"I'm sorry, I can't linger here. There is an urgent need, "sorry Zian bowed to lecturer Lam and mayor Anis.
"Hm, yeah. No need to be forced. Thank you for coming and for this delicious vegetable" said lecturer Lam smiling. He continued to stand, intending to escort Zian to the front door.
"I'm very pleased, lecturer Lam."
The grandfather nodded and smiled, waving at Zian. "Be careful on the road."
Zian drives his pick-up car faster than the ride goes. It was 15 minutes faster. Arriving to put his car in the garage, he rushed to the room to check the scroll of his family's relics. He also locked the doors and windows tightly.
"Why you, painting?" Zian monologue. Well, talk to yourself, like a person with a mental disorder. But, it was indeed as if it was connected to the painting.
Zian slowly placed the portrait painting from lecturer Lam right next to his painting.
"What feeling is this?" muttered Zian, he did feel that he had a connection with the painting of his ancestor. He could feel that the painting was really looking forward to the portrait he was carrying.
"It's really weird, but I feel like I can understand this painting?! It was as if he was a living being." Zian watched the scrolls of the painting.
He then glanced at the portrait painting continuing to hold it. "Hmm, what's with this? Why do you want it?" The man watched every inch of his portrait.
"Is there anything magical about this thing?" terka Zian who scratched his head.
The painting was like sending a signal to Zian, the man had his point. It was crazy, but he understood at a glance, his brain was capable of translating.
"I have to bring this portrait into the painting? I see, 'do you?"
Zian placed his portrait painting on the painting, and unexpectedly the portrait painting given by lecturer Lam instantly disappeared.
"Huh?" startled by Zian, he hurriedly took the blood stock to enter the painting dimension.
Something unexpected happened again, Zian's room environment slowly changed. No more beds, cabinets, or the like, he had entered into the dimension of the painting. Zian could see his vegetable garden and orchid collection. It was strange, but he had not shed his blood.
However, there is a very noticeable difference. The size of the painting's dimensions increased one-fold from the beginning.
"What's going on? I can get in without using blood?" Zian was confused, looking around. The man's eyes suddenly widened when he saw that there were new flower petals growing.
Zian then went near the pool. There were nameless plants and the number of petals paused by four. Now the flower has red, blue, yellow, and most recently green petals.
"Looky! The flower petals are growing. This is so good!"
Zian came out of there for a while to pick up the unique object of storing the petals of the flower. He continued to very soulfully keep his petals in a small box.
Because already in that dimension, Zian continued his work to take care of the plants he had. All to find the differences that exist, before and after the portrait painting given by lecturer Lam in.
"The extent increases automatically, is this really the effect of the portrait painting?"
The portrait was absorbed into the painting, he was sure of it. But, Zian did not find it anywhere.
"Oh, this scroll devouring him continues to be used as a food source or what is it? Hmm, well I guess like that?!" The man guessed, holding on seriously.
Sleep time has passed an hour. There wasn't much Zian could do in there, his work had been done before. He decided to get out, and as he checked the clock on his phone.
"Huh? Is it midnight?" startled Zian. That's five hours faster. The time difference should have been 1:10, but now it has increased to 1:15. An hour in the painting dimension is 15 hours in the real world.
"It turns out this is a lot more powerful, I could actually save time or speed up vegetable production faster."
Moreover, Zian could feel his connection to the painting scrolls becoming stronger. As he thought about the real world, the ex-soldier could see himself there. And vice versa. Even more amazing, Zian could imagine touching the objects that were there. Getting in and out is easier.
Zian had already purposely left the box which was the storage of the flower petals. He imagines himself in the dimension of the painting and practices the box. Zian strengthened his resolve.
"Take it!"
Magically the flower petal storage box had been on top of his palm.
"can really? After this I don't need to go in and out to pick up anything, ahahaha." Zian was very pleased with this development.
The ex-soldier thought of adding food to the painting. So, Zian thought of including portrait paintings or other objects that were of interest to the painting.
"Ah, I have to find things that interest this painting." Zian rushed to get ready to go out. He plans to buy something similar. Well, even though it'll drain his pockets. Costly.
However, it will not mean anything compared to the benefits that Zian will get. Well, everything takes sacrifice for multiple benefits.
Provided from information from Anastasia. The woman was the one who bought the portrait painting of lecturer Lam. He gave a good recommendation to Zian.
"OK, Anastasia. Thanks for the information."
Zian quickly slid to the location. The shop that is a subscription for Lecturer Lam. The shop is really antique. The things inside were like decades old.
Zian saw some portrait paintings. There was one that caught his attention. He also touched the portrait.
"Ah, this one?" Zian smiled. He could feel the scrolls of paintings in his house shaking.
Zian directly chose the portrait painting.
"I want to buy this!?"