I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 755 - 514 Painting

Just then, Xia Liang suddenly stood up and said calmly, "I have a method. Perhaps there's still time."

Following that, he had everyone clear a large space. He then took a brush from his clothes and began to draw on the ground.

The people around him who didn't know what was happening looked on with puzzled expressions.

What is he doing? Is he going to perform magic again? But Zhan Le is tens of kilometers away. Could this God Xia truly have the ability to teleport, or open a portal that would send everyone directly to Zhan Le's house?

However, those familiar with Xia Liang's past deeds guessed he must have thought of a solution. Given his history of rescues, who was to say he couldn't create another miracle?

The fire captain stared intently at Xia Liang, who was drawing quickly on the ground, and murmured to himself.

Is he really going to draw a rainbow bridge, or a space-time portal? I hope he can work a miracle, but this seems so unrealistic. Whether it's a rainbow bridge or a portal, if something like that really appeared, he wouldn't be a mortal anymore. He'd be an immortal.

Nevertheless, he suppressed his intense curiosity and refrained from asking questions. Instead, he and the other firefighters worked to push the crowd back, giving Xia Liang more space while telling everyone to remain quiet.

Liu Tongtong's eyes brightened. She gripped her selfie stick tightly, livestreaming Xia Liang's every move. She knew he was about to create another miracle.

In the livestream, the chat exploded with comments. Whether they had seen Xia Liang's magic before or were witnessing it for the first time, everyone was filled with curiosity and excitement, eager to see him work his wonders.

[What is God Xia drawing? It doesn't look like a rainbow bridge?]

[Maybe it's a space-time portal. Once he's done drawing, he'll push the door open and we'll be at Zhan Le's house.]

[Doesn't look like it. The lines are too complex for a door.]

[It could also be a wormhole!]

[Whatever he's drawing, let's just spam '666'!]

As Xia Liang began to draw, the crowd's despair gave way to a renewed sense of hope. They all believed God Xia could once again create a miracle!

Soon, the outline of Xia Liang's drawing on the ground began to emerge. It was a bird, one five to six meters in size.

"So the young man is drawing a bird!"

"He must have studied art, right? This is so realistic! It's better than anything I, an art school graduate, could draw!"

"It's so lifelike and vivid, but why doesn't it have eyes?"

A short time later, Xia Liang finished the drawing. It was an Immortal Crane, but without its eyes dotted, it lacked Spiritual Energy. Even so, everyone was captivated by Xia Liang's artistry.

However, the Immortal Crane on the ground didn't come to life as everyone had hoped. It remained just a drawing on the marble floor.

Xia Liang paid no mind to their silent questions, instead turning to ask, "Does anyone have a cloth that could cover this drawing?"

Everyone shook their heads. After all, they had come to the park to relax; who would carry such a large piece of cloth with them?

"I know a place that sells them! It's on the street just over a hundred meters from here. I'll go buy one now," said a man from the crowd, before hurrying off towards the park exit.

The park was just over a hundred meters from the road, which was lined with shops. The man was a local and familiar with the area. Before long, he returned, gasping for breath and holding a floral cloth, which he handed to Xia Liang with a smile.

"I wasn't sure what kind of cloth you needed, so I just bought this patterned one. The quality isn't great, I don't know if it will do?"

Xia Liang took the cloth, shook it a few times, and smiled. "This is fine. How much was it? I'll pay you."

The man quickly shook his head. "Haha, God Xia, you're too kind! I'm just thrilled to be a part of your magic. What's a little money? Besides, you're saving a life—that's a deed of immeasurable merit. If I can share a little of that good karma, it's more than worth it!"

The man was sincere. The small amount of money was nothing compared to being involved in Xia Liang's rescue operation. Moreover, it allowed him to stand out in the crowd, making the expense feel entirely worthwhile.

Seeing this, Xia Liang didn't insist on paying and turned to the fire captain and the others. "Could you help me with something? Please use this cloth to cover the Immortal Crane on the ground. Remember, not a single part of it can be exposed. It has to be covered completely."

Although the fire captain and the others were puzzled, they immediately came forward to help. Fortunately, the cloth the man bought was not only thick but also quite large—nearly ten meters long and seven or eight meters wide. Xia Liang's drawing of the Immortal Crane was about six or seven meters long and less than three meters wide, so the cloth was more than large enough to cover it.

Soon, the Immortal Crane was completely hidden beneath the cloth. Xia Liang then instructed the fire captain and the others to squat down and each hold a corner of the cloth, while he held the fourth.