Zhang Meng has obviously been here for a long time. This girl must have some purpose, but it must be difficult to handle. If it were easy to handle, she would have accomplished it long ago.
Because Zhang Meng cannot be trapped here.
She can obviously leave at will, but if she doesn't leave, it only means that what she wants to do has not been achieved.
It was because he saw this that Lin Mo didn't want to get involved.
You can tell with your toes that this matter is not easy to handle.
He didn't want to be caught as a prostitute.
But the problem is that the words about loving each other as a family just now were also said by him. Moreover, this is also the rule of Luyuan Community, and he made this rule himself.
That is, if one side is in trouble, all sides will support it.
As the first district mayor of Luyuan Community, if he breaks his promise and gets fat, who will listen to what he says in the future?
Prestige must be established.
Thinking of this, Lin Mo sighed and sat down on the bed next to him.
"If you want to say that... okay, tell me, what's going on?"
Zhang Meng immediately sat next to Lin Mo obediently.
"It's simple. There's a hole here, and I have to patch it up."
"Where's the hole?"
Lin Mo felt that it was definitely not as simple as a hole in his clothes.
"It's right here!" Zhang Meng opened his hand.
Later, Lin Mo learned that the ‘here’ Zhang Meng mentioned referred to the ‘world of painting’.
"Is there a hole in this world?" Lin Mo finally figured out what was going on.
"Yes, yes, you see, this matter is very urgent. Since we are neighbors and you are the district chief, who will help me if you don't help me." Zhang Meng winked at Lin Mo.
"Stop doing this!" Lin Mo looked at Zhang Meng, wondering why this female student's temperament was so similar to Maomao's: "Were you always this lively before?"
"Not before!" Zhang Meng shook his head: "I used to be too honest and too simple. It was because of this that they bullied me. So after I awakened, I killed the cowardly me and was reborn!"
If other people heard this, they would definitely think that they were talking nonsense.
But when Lin Mo heard it, he was a little frightened.
He knew that what Zhang Meng was talking about must have happened before, and that she killed herself must have really happened.
Now Lin Mo became more and more curious about Zhang Meng.
"Are you hiding in the closet because other people bullied you?" Lin Mo asked.
Zhang Meng nodded: "Yes, they thought I came from the countryside, so they discriminated against me; they saw that I was good at studying, but they targeted me everywhere. I remember one time, we were going to participate in a competition, but before the competition, they sprayed me with ink bottles.
It hit me all over, so I hid in the closet and cried all afternoon, and the game was ruined."
Perhaps because it brought back memories of the past, Zhang Meng gradually started talking more and more.
"Then they got even worse and even beat me and did some very extreme things to me. Whenever I was sad, I would hide in the closet."
Lin Mo suddenly realized that in this world, the wardrobe is a very special place and a safe refuge.
And those who have bullied Zhang Meng cannot see the wardrobe.
Only outsiders can hide in.
"What special meaning does the spider have to you?" Since he wanted to ask, Lin Mo simply asked everything he wanted to know.
Lin Mo already understood the secret of the wardrobe, because in Zhang Meng's heart, the wardrobe is a safe refuge.
What about spiders!
"I once had a pet spider, and later, it was killed by those people. So I thought, let the people I hate turn into spiders, and I want them to feel the pain."
Zhang Meng smiled and said at this time: "You saw it just now, look at them, how ugly they are!"
Lin Mo figured it out now, one was a shelter and the other was a pet.
No wonder the wardrobe and spiders are so special here.
Lin Mo has one last question.
"To be honest, you are acting so weak. You are hiding everywhere while being chased by those spiders. You don't look like the person who created this world of paintings at all."
"What do you know!" Zhang Meng was a little unhappy: "That's because there is a hole in this world."
"Does the hole in it have anything to do with your strength?"
Zhang Meng nodded.
Lin Mo thought for a moment and said, "Is the source of your strength the world of paintings?"
Obviously for this reason, Zhang Meng told Lin Mo that her own power did come from the world of paintings. If the hole in the world of paintings continued to grow, she would continue to weaken.
Finally, there is death.
Of course, if she was killed before that, she would die as well.
This time Lin Mo completely understood.
"That's why those students will try their best to kill you while you are weak!"
Zhang Meng nodded.
The entire world of painting was created by Zhang Meng, and here, she is equal to the Creator.
But precisely because of this, the world of paintings has a great impact on Zhang Meng. It is as if there is a hole in this world, and Zhang Meng is already as weak as an ordinary person. If the hole continues to expand, she will be even weaker.
until death.
Therefore, Zhang Meng must repair the world of painting, which is her main purpose.
But because this goal was not achieved, she could not leave.
Because if you leave, you will die sooner or later.
From this point of view, this is not a good thing, because if there is a problem in this world, Zhang Meng will also be unlucky.
"This matter is very difficult to handle!"
Lin Mo showed a troubled expression.
Zhang Meng immediately said: "Currently there is only one exit here, which is Room 409 of Green Garden Community. If the world of painting collapses, it doesn't matter if I die. All the monsters here will leave through that exit. By then..."
"Helping others is the foundation of happiness. Besides, I am still the mayor of your community. As the saying goes, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. Tell me, how can I help you?"
This time Lin Mo acted very resolutely.
…
To repair the world of painting, we need to enter the origin of the world of painting.
The origin is in Room 511 on the top floor of Dormitory Building No. 2.
"That's the practice studio in the dormitory. I often go there to practice." Zhang Meng told Lin Mo.
She is also collecting some useful things.
For example, brushes, paints, and lots of paper.
"I have a question. How are you going to fix that hole?"
Lin Mo asked a rather technical question.
Mainly because he doesn't know how to do it himself.
So after a while, it was quite troublesome how he could help.
"I'll fix it. Just hold the door for me and don't let those spiders come in." Zhang Meng obviously had a plan.
She has been waiting for a helper.
Because she can't do this alone.
When the hole is repaired, a unique wave and movement will be produced, which will attract students from the entire Huangli Academy of Fine Arts.
Once the patching process is destroyed, the end result will be death.
That's why Zhang Meng kept waiting.
This must be done to ensure that nothing goes wrong.
"How long does it take to repair?" Lin Mo asked.
This matter is very important. If it takes too long, Lin Mo alone will definitely not be able to stop the siege of dozens of human spiders.
"I've gone to see it, it will take at least half an hour." Zhang Meng glanced at Lin Mo: "Half an hour, can you do it?"