Chapter 58: I Really Thank You So Much!
When Lu Xingzhou unwrapped the painting, the viewers in the livestreaming room were struck with astonishment!
<Wow! This painting is so gorgeous! Is this an oil painting? It feels like a scene straight out of a fantasy movie.>
<This is a classic masterpiece of the Hudson River School, carrying an intensely literary sense of aesthetic beauty!>
<Just how many colors are there in total? Both of those iron shelves are packed with them! There must be close to a thousand kinds! The host is going to spend at least a week on this; this is an absolute behemoth of a project!>
<As an oil painting major, let alone attempting to copy this painting, just seeing this size already fills me with a sense of despair! And the host is actually going to copy it? Whoever ranked first in the donations yesterday is too diabolical!>
<Haha, I bought a folding cot and had a delivery guy send it over to the host! I guess the host will be roughing it outdoors this week!>
<I really don't care whether the host finishes painting this or not; I only care whether the host is going to run into any cases today!>
<Probably not. After all, this is right inside the residential complex where the host lives, and he's determined not to go out today. How could a case possibly happen? Even a rabbit doesn't eat the grass near its burrow. The host definitely has his own safety zone. The safest place in Detective Conan is Kogoro Mouri's detective agency, after all.>
<Understood! I'm going right now to buy the apartment directly across from the host's.>
<Old fan of Conan here, just a reminder: someone died in Mouri's bathroom!>
Lu Xingzhou blocked the livestream's chat and threw himself wholeheartedly into coloring.
Because the enhancement of his relative color sense was of immense help to Lu Xingzhou.
Those colors that seemed extremely subtle and nearly indistinguishable to ordinary people were now, in Lu Xingzhou's eyes, as obvious as traffic lights at an intersection.
When outlining and filling in, although Lu Xingzhou had never undergone professional brushwork training for art students, his ultimate control over muscle strength, his powerful dynamic visual capture capabilities, and his physical fitness in terms of athletic balance allowed him to write like the wind and stop like a mountain.
Every single stroke precisely filled an entire color block, and it was done with extreme swiftness.
In the eyes of ordinary people, one had to be extremely careful not to let the color cross the boundary lines and bleed from one color block into another.
However, in Lu Xingzhou's hands, it was merely a simple sweep and smear, a stroke and a flick, and the color block was perfectly and evenly filled.
The speed was astonishing, the brushwork exquisite, without a single flaw.
It was just like a mature sculptor—once the blade touched the material, no modifications were ever needed.
Only an hour had passed, yet the clouds and mist atop the mountain peak had already been entirely painted by Lu Xingzhou, with a speed that left people in awe.
<My god, only an hour has passed, and the host has already finished one-sixth of it. He might actually complete the whole thing today!>
<The host is truly an all-rounder. I'm just curious, is there anything the host cannot do?>
<I know, I know how to answer this question—giving birth to a baby!>
<The case is about to appear, right? Every time the host gets into the groove, a case always happens.>
<It couldn't be that much of a coincidence...>
"Boom!"
Sure enough, the unexpected happened as expected!
A sudden explosion sounded, and Lu Xingzhou felt the ground tremble. The jelly-like tubes of paint placed on the shelves tumbled down to the floor one by one.
Lu Xingzhou turned back in a daze: "What happened? What just blew up?"
Before long, a plume of black smoke billowed out from between the buildings.
Residents ran out of their homes one after another, crowding onto the pathways of the residential complex.
Some people were still shouting at the top of their lungs:
"This is bad, there's an explosion in someone's apartment! Call the police quickly!"
"To prevent the fire from spreading, the property management has already shut off the main circuit breakers for both the building and the complex! Everyone don't worry, no further explosions will happen!"
"There's still a child trapped upstairs!"
Hearing that a child was trapped upstairs, Lu Xingzhou put down his paintbrush and sprinted toward the scene of the incident.
Standing beneath the tall building to look up, he saw that indeed, an eight-or-nine-year-old boy was trapped on a balcony, while the fire had already sealed off the living room.
Among the crowd, people began to inquire anxiously:
"Where are the child's parents?"
"They both went to work and aren't home. They just got the call and are rushing back now. Only the child's grandmother is at home."
"Has the fire truck arrived yet?"
"I just called them, but even the fastest ones can't teleport here!"
"Kid, don't jump, absolutely don't jump, that's the eighth floor!"
The residents at the scene instantly descended into chaos.
Lu Xingzhou was merely an ordinary person; he didn't have any grand ideals, and he had always practiced the philosophy of: why shouldn't doing good deeds be profitable?
Climbing a building with his bare hands to save a child—the viewers in the livestream would be thrilled, the child would be saved and a family rescued, and Lu Xingzhou would receive massive rewards. A triple win!
He hated the theory that a good person must be flawless.
Why should good people always have guns pointed at them?
Under extremely harsh conditions, Lu Xingzhou had once free-soloed Mount Jiujia.
Not to mention scaling the exterior walls of a residential building now, after being repeatedly enhanced by the system—it was an effortless feat for Lu Xingzhou.
Lu Xingzhou pushed through the crowd of onlookers, took a flying leap, grabbed the anti-theft bars of the first floor, and with a single bound, hoisted himself up to the second floor.
Blessed by a suite of rewards including muscle strength, rock-climbing proficiency, dynamic vision, and athletic balance, Lu Xingzhou moved across the vertical wall as if walking on flat ground, his body rocketing upward at incredible speed.
<I knew it, the host was going to make a move!>
<I seriously suspect the host didn't bring us along when he was secretly evolving. Is this kind of physical fitness human?! I can't even run as fast as he climbs buildings!>
<The host definitely has a KPI in the underworld. People who are supposed to die will die, but even if someone isn't supposed to die and is trapped on the 8th floor, he'll rescue them anyway. His motto is: I don't care what King Yama thinks, I care what I think!>
The residents in the complex were dazed at first, seeing only a blur—they didn't know what kind of creature had just darted up, and only later realized it was a human being.
"Young man, be careful!"
"Young man, awesome!"
The residents shouted loudly, cheering Lu Xingzhou on.
An eight-story building was a piece of cake for Lu Xingzhou. In just a few short minutes, he had already arrived outside the eighth-floor window sill.
The little boy wasn't crying; he looked in astonishment at Lu Xingzhou, who had climbed all the way to the eighth floor: "Are you Ultraman?"
Lu Xingzhou smiled: "I believe in the light!"
Then he patted the diamond mesh screen with his hand, took off his tank top, and wrapped it around his right hand.
He looked up and said to the little boy inside the room: "Step back a bit so you don't get hurt!"
The little boy obediently took a step back. Lu Xingzhou swung his fist and smashed straight through the diamond mesh with a loud "bang."
Using his clothes-wrapped right hand, he ripped a large hole in the mesh and squeezed himself inside.
Lu Xingzhou pulled down the curtains in one motion, tore them into strips of cloth, and then squatted down.
"Get on, I'll carry you down on my back."
The little boy obediently climbed onto Lu Xingzhou's back, and Lu Xingzhou used the cloth strips to secure the boy tightly to his body, terrified that the child might not hold on securely and fall from the building.
He glanced around the room, picked up a black backpack from the desk, clenched the strap in his teeth, and prepared to climb down.
"Hey, handsome, can you save me too? The hallway is on fire! I'm trapped in my apartment too, and I can pay you."
Lu Xingzhou looked in the direction of the voice. It was the neighbor of the family where the fire had broken out—truly an undeserved disaster.
With the backpack gripped in his teeth, Lu Xingzhou nodded heavily, intending to deliver the boy to safety first.
A few minutes later, Lu Xingzhou's feet touched the ground. He had successfully brought the boy down to safety, eliciting a wave of cheers.
At this moment, the little boy's mother also rushed back, tightly hugging her son before pulling him over to stand in front of Lu Xingzhou a moment later.
"Hurry up and say thank you to big brother!"
The little boy looked up at Lu Xingzhou: "Big Brother, you're just like the superheroes in cartoons!"
Lu Xingzhou the corners of his mouth twitched upward: "You're welcome. As the saying goes, with greater power comes... greater power. Oh, right!"
Lu Xingzhou suddenly remembered something and handed the black backpack he had bitten down and carried with him back to the little boy.
"There's also this. This is your schoolbag, and inside it are all your summer homework assignments. I checked, and not a single word has been written.
When I carried you down from the eighth floor on my back, I casually brought your schoolbag down along with you.
Even though your house caught on fire, that's all the more reason to study hard. Come on, I believe in you!"
The little boy blankly took the schoolbag from Lu Xingzhou's hands, pulled open the zipper, and gazed at the bag completely stuffed with summer homework...
The little boy, who hadn't cried even when facing a fire, let out a loud wail of despair. The tears gushed out so heavily they could practically put out a fire...
The little boy's mother slapped him on the head: "Why are you being so rude? Hurry up and thank big brother!"
The little boy cried even louder: "Big Brother! I really, really thank you so much!"
"It's no problem, you're welcome, just doing my job!"
Lu Xingzhou stroked his chin with his finger and said to the livestreaming room:
"This kid is crying so sincerely; he must have been deeply moved by my selfless dedication!"
The viewers in the livestream: ......
Lu Xingzhou looked back up toward the eighth floor. There was still one more person he hadn't rescued yet.