He abruptly turned his head, scanned the "artworks" on the counters, and suddenly froze.
The artworks inside wore terrified faces, each with a similar expression, with nothing original to be seen.
These works were all alike, seemingly capable of expressing only terror.
Over the years, Gyokko had devoted himself to figure sketching, painting, and sculpting, but he really had not given much thought to ideas.
Gyokko looked at Su Chen skeptically. "You know about art, too?"
Su Chen knew his chance had come. "A little."
Gyokko pointed at his counters. "Then tell me, what do you think of my artworks?"
"All alike, with almost nothing distinctive beyond inspiring fear," Su Chen blurted out almost immediately.
Every word criticized Gyokko's works, without a single word of praise.
Yet Gyokko grew uncertain instead.
Because what Su Chen said was almost exactly what he had just been thinking...
Gyokko narrowed his eyes and asked again, "Then how do you think works should be created?"
"I wouldn't call it creating works." Although Su Chen was no artist, learning a little art was simple enough with his heaven-defying comprehension.
Su Chen tried putting his brain and body to work.
He found that his mind was fairly clear now, but there was still rather a lot of poison in his body, and he was a little hungry...
Su Chen had initially felt a little pleased, but once he remembered that his mind was clear because he had been imprisoned here for so many days, he could no longer feel happy.
If I get the chance later, I have to slash Gyokko a few extra times!
Su Chen blinked, then activated Bullet Domain.
``` [You activated Bullet Domain. You began examining his pot!]
[You examined the patterns on his pot and discovered that this seemed like... the