NOVEL NEXT Chapter 143: Chapter 138: This Friend, I, Sampo, Have Decided To Make
"Emmm, doesn't this expressionless one look a bit like Dan Heng?" Fu Lin pointed at the poster of a figure holding a spear, feeling some resemblance.
"Then this pink-haired one must be March 7th, and this one… Stelle? They've actually been put on wanted posters!" Fu Shi sweat dropped as she looked at another poster.
"Who even drew these wanted posters? Do they really want to catch these people? Even if they showed up in person, no one would recognize them!" Fu Lin covered his face, unable to stop himself from complaining.
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"Indeed, let me adjust this a bit for them." Fu Shi conjured a paintbrush and began drawing on the wanted poster on the wall.
Before long, a lifelike and vivid image of March 7th appeared on the poster, perfectly capturing her unique aura. One glance, and it was evident this girl looked silly and naive.
"Your drawing skills are this good?" Fu Lin asked incredulously as he admired Fu Shi's masterpiece.
"Well, as an ancient antique, I'm skilled in both literary and martial arts, proficient in everything from music to painting." Fu Shi cast a sidelong glance at Fu Lin and then started modifying Dan Heng's wanted poster.
"Don't you think drawing them so vividly might make the Silvermane Guards recognize them instantly when they might not have otherwise?" Fu Lin asked thoughtfully as he watched Fu Shi busy at work.
"...Oh, you're right! Then I won't touch this last one." Fu Shi looked at the already finished Sampo wanted poster, put away her brush, and turned to the last wanted poster of Stelle.
Fu Lin glanced at Stelle's poster and then at the others, wondering if Stelle might feel left out when she saw it.
"Hey, friends, I'm over here!" Sampo, who had been missing, reappeared at a corner, waving to Fu Lin and Fu Shi.
"Why is this guy showing up again?" Fu Shi asked, puzzled, as she looked at the distant, waving Sampo.
"It seems like he's trying to lure us over," Fu Lin said, leaning against the wall and watching Sampo with great interest, who looked like a member of a circus troupe.
"Why aren't they coming over? Are they... No way, even I, Sampo, have become someone else's amusement," Sampo muttered.
"Truly kindred spirits. I've decided, old Sampo is making this friendship official." Seeing the two still rooted in place and watching him like spectators, Sampo burst into laughter.
Sampo shouted at the top of his lungs, "Hey, friends! Come over here. I think we should have a proper chat."
"Hey! There's a wanted criminal here!" Fu Lin called out, waving to the distant Silvermane Guards.
"The suspect is over there!" The Silvermane Guards, weapons raised, looked in the direction Fu Lin indicated. Upon seeing the blue-haired Sampo, they compared him to the wanted poster and immediately swarmed toward him, determined to capture him.
"Friend, that's just not fair! But Sampo doesn't give up so easily!" Seeing this, Sampo turned and darted into the Fragmentum zone, not forgetting to shout back at Fu Lin as he left.
"Let's head somewhere else for now." Watching Sampo vanish once again, Fu Lin pulled Fu Shi toward the bustling crowd.
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After Fu Lin left, a little purple-haired girl arrived at the wall covered with wanted posters. Seeing the modified images, she muttered, puzzled, "Did someone alter Captain Gepard's poster? Not bad artwork."
"Why is there one left? What does this person look like again?"
"Never mind, it'll do." Pela posted her own wanted poster and stared at Stelle's poster in thought.
Unable to recall Stelle's appearance, she turned and left.
"It's freezing outside, but it's so warm in here." Fu Shi stretched lazily as she observed the lively crowd.
Looking at the heating equipment scattered everywhere, Fu Lin said thoughtfully, "It might have something to do with these heaters left outside."
"Are you outsiders too?" A strikingly dressed woman approached Fu Lin, scrutinizing the pair.
Outsiders? Is she talking about March 7th and the others?
Crossing his arms, Fu Lin replied, "Oh? Have you seen other outsiders?"
"I'm Serval. Three outsiders came to Belobog yesterday, but they caused some trouble and were ordered captured by Cocolia this morning. They fled into the Fragmentum afterward."
Serval, one hand on her hip, recounted the events of the previous day and morning to Fu Lin.
"Cocolia..." Fu Lin exchanged a speechless look with Fu Shi, surprised to hear yet another familiar name, one that brought little joy.
Don't tell me the Cocolia of this world is also a lunatic.
Fu Shi leaned close to Fu Lin's ear and whispered, "Should we go find March 7th and the others?"