An Eternal Stroke II

Lin Xin rummaged through the piled-up picture frames for a while.

The Painter did not interfere, letting him search freely through the stacks of paintings and sheets of paper.

At first, they were all landscapes, from mountains and rivers to planets, universes, black holes, suns, and supernova explosions.

There was everything.

Further down, the scope grew smaller and smaller.

After flipping through more than a dozen paintings, Lin Xin finally found the so-called Human-headed Snake Body painting among the few at the very bottom.

Calling it a painting was somewhat generous. It was merely a line drawing, a sketch of black-and-white strokes.

He held the picture in his hand. It was not even mounted, just a simple sheet of drawing paper.

Then Lin Xin did nothing, merely waited quietly.

He had a premonition that woman would come looking for him again. And she definitely would.

Standing quietly within the windmill, Lin Xin began devouring the surrounding air. The density of the gas here far exceeded any place he had ever seen.

It was even denser than the rocks of the Great Universe.

"Wait!!" A flash of insight suddenly crossed Lin Xin's mind.

"Could it be that I'm actually inside an enormous mass of matter with an unimaginably terrifying density? It's just that the lighter substances within it appear as air and gas to me.

"And the heavier, relatively denser things appear as soil, grass, and windmills to me."

Lin Xin's heart jolted.

"Taking it a step further, perhaps I am inside an incomparably massive black-hole celestial body. To ordinary outsiders, what they would see is a terrifying planet so dense that it has become a black hole.

"But in my eyes, my own density has also reached an extremely high level. Relative to me, the matter within this planet is