THE MY GREAT PAINTER SYSTEM
'Pseudo'

[Daily Mission]

[Create a contemporary painting]

[Theme: Silent Happiness]

As Sean sat doing nothing in his studio, the window reappeared and soon disappeared. Sean stared at the screen with a little thought. 

“Silent Happiness?” muttered.

I don't know what demon is possessing Sean. As soon as he saw the mission of the system, the young man got up and looked for a canvas measuring 90x90 and freely painted it with oil paint.

Sean channeled his imagination on canvas, a geometric face of a woman with striking colors and expressions that fit the theme.

Unlike usual, Sean was used to painting at full speed and hurriedly, at this moment he seemed to be enjoying his work. Apparently the effect of the painting ‘Cotton Candy’ has a positive influence on him.

Five hours passed, the painting was successfully completed and Sean gave the initials 'SS' at the end of the canvas. After everything was done, Sean left the thing on the table to dry the wet paint. Simultaneously the system window reappears.

[Congratulations! You have successfully completed the mission]

[You get 'Micro Spaces' type 1]

Sean was a little stunned by the reward the system gave him. Previously Sean had obtained the brush set 'Broom Sweeper' and currently he also got 'Micro Spaces' type 1. Does it when used together produce a good painting?

Sean planned to immediately try out the two items together after the reward was delivered.

['Micro Spaces' type 1 is a watercolor set with high quality]

[You can use 'Micro Spaces' type 1 with no usage limit]

[Sets will be sent immediately at your place]

Sean's eyes shifted elsewhere. Kenzo Karrin's black sedan was parked outside the studio.

From the glass door of his studio, Sean can see the box of goods coming to a stop behind the sedan. Two workers got out and pulled some things out of the car.

Kenzo Karrin seemed to know that, he was watching as the item that was neatly sealed with a wooden crate was being lifted down.

“What do you bring?” sean asked to come over to Kenzo.

Kenzo Karrin turned his head for a while, then went back to watch over the crates, “This is a consignment from Najwa Wong.”

“Do you know what it is?” Sean asked back.

“Entah, he just said ‘Pseudo’ and didn't say anything more.” Kenzo Karrin's words made Sean think again. ‘Pseudo’ is a word that has pseudo meaning. From the item that Najwa Wong sent, it can be known that it was a painting. However, the painting numbered three pieces of the same size.

Just guessing doesn't make Sean get the answer. After the two workers put the three items into the studio, Sean immediately opened the wooden crate and was so shocked by what Sean saw.

“This is called ‘Pseudo’? Sean was stunned and began to rave about the admiration of the painting. However, it did not only happen to Sean, Kenzo Karrin who also saw it could only glare with his mouth agape.

“Antracious!” Kenzo Karrin has little to say.

The sight of the two men could not be separated staring at the painting by Najwa Wong. Seeing this, Sean realized the value of Najwa Wong that was worth pursuing Ellinden Gallery, he was not a painter.

Painting that even its shape cannot be explained by the understanding of others actually has a deep meaning. It's worth the painting from Najwa Wong really needed for the exhibition ‘Unsense’. His work makes no sense!

“How many billion can you estimate for these three paintings?” Sean is still amazed to ask questions for Kenzo Karrin.

The man did not change his expression, Both of his eyes were attached to ‘Pseudo’. “I think 2.5 billion.”

“No, this painting could be worth more when the exhibition from ‘Unsense’ skyrocketed its name. I guarantee bosa more than 3 billion.” Sean's serious response to Kenzo Karrin's response.

After being satisfied to see ‘Pseudo’, Sean put the three paintings in the storage room. When he came back, Kenzo Karrin was looking at the painting Sean had just created.

“Do not touch it, the paint is still wet.” Sean gave the man a warning.

Kenzo Karrin just turned his head lightly on her and went back to paying attention to the painting. “Did you make it? Just give it to me, I'll sell it for you.”

The offer was not tempting for Sean, he was very uninterested in money because he felt he had earned 3 billion from Najwa Wong's paintings. The young man really knew how to sell expensively.

“Take it, I didn't expect much from the painting,” replied Sean.

“True, the value will not be as much as the paintings of Elizabeth Chang or Najwa Wong, but at least you should immediately find a name for yourself. As you said, no matter how high the value of the painting, it would be worthless if the painter had no name.” The scolding from Kenzo Karrin only made Sean flinch.

In the end, Kenzo Karrin won his wish. He managed to persuade Sean to bring the painting and offer it to someone else.

***

Sean returned home in a taxi. After his destination arrived, he immediately got off and picked up the phone. While walking, Sean starts a call on Najwa Wong's number.

On the phone, Sean thanked Najwa Wong for the painting and when the call was closed … how shocked it was when Sean arrived at the room and saw two men already in his room.

"Fe-Felix?" Sean's gaze turned to the other person behind Felix. "French?"

How the two men got into his room. There was obviously help from Zavier as the hostel's in charge.

"See who just came?" Zavier smiled cunningly with a look that humbled Sean. "Don't worry, there won't be anyone to bother. Your roommate is busy in class."

Felix is talking about Luis. It looks like he did enter the room after confirming that Luis would not come.

"Why just stay there?" Frans started talking. He sat down on Sean's desk and held up his picture book.

'Deg!' 

Something pressed down on Sean's chest, his breathing felt narrowed and would die of oxygen deprivation. But that's not going to happen. Sean is still alive and can feel the fear in him.

How can Sean's picture book be in Frans' hands? This is not a good thing. From here Sean realized that Frans had known the painting in the book.

"Hey, loser! Did you really not listen to Frans?" Felix took over the conversation. "Hurry here!"

Sean had no choice but to be a loser anymore. He had to obey whatever Frans or Felix ordered.

With a force, the young man approached. However, that was when a fist floated on Sean's cheek.

'Shelf!'