In the painting, Van Gogh was so scared that he quickly broke it into pieces and slipped into the painting again.

hateful!

How could he find out?

It frantically shuttled between the works and instantly ran to the top studio warehouse.

This place is relatively hidden, and it is a place where art museums store high-quality imitations. Various abandoned semi-finished products accumulate into hills, making it extremely difficult to detect.

Feeling the heavy paintings on your body, it feels much more at ease.

“Huh~

"He probably can't find it this time..."

Hurry~

A sound came from above, and in the painting Van Gogh sensed that the weight above was being reduced.

Before it could come back to its senses, the scraps were moved away by a pair of hands, exposing them directly outside.

No!

Musashino's soul split body lifts it up:

"Where do you... want to go?"

Van Gogh's fear in the painting reached its peak:

When he caught me on the third floor, he chased me again in just a few seconds!

How did he chase after him!

BOOM~

It split itself into five parts without hesitation, jumped in the gallery's paintings, and fled to the exit along different paths.

This is a very powerful way to save your life.

The division it now casts is irreversible.

In other words, only one of the five neurons can survive in the end, and all the rest will die.

But as long as there is a successful escape...

It can live!

Van Gogh's thoughts are very beautiful in the painting:

"Since you run fast, I will divide the troops into five groups. You can't catch them all, right?"

Hey hey ~

Being a wasteland creature is good.

Our noble form of life has unparalleled flexibility and survival ability, where are those humans able to compare?

Ah hahahaha—

What a stupid carbon-based life...

Click!

The escape of all neurons came to an abrupt end.

Because together they heard the sound of the frame being removed.

Five "Musashino" took off the picture frames at the same time at different locations, blocking their way.

They showed a kind smile as always:

"you......

"Where else do you want to go?"

The escape plan failed, and four of the neurons quickly died, leaving only the last one left. Van Gogh suddenly fell into an extremely weak state in the painting;

"I, I, I haven't failed yet."

It has a last resort:

Decompose neurons into single cells and disperse them into different paintings. When the time is right, they can split and proliferate and regain their vitality.

But if you do this, it will completely lose your thinking ability.

The probability of recovery is also very low.

But... nothing can be done.

Just as Van Gogh was about to take action in the painting, a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

With the help of contact with works in the art gallery, it saw that in all the exhibition halls, there was a "Musashino" appearing, a total of nearly a hundred.

The eyes of the "Musashino" gathered on it through the painting:

"you.......

"Where do you want to go?"

ah--

Van Gogh screamed in horror in the painting, and it completely fell into madness:

"I!

"I'm going to fight you!"

At this time, Musashino's soul body was still standing next to Hattori Maki.

"Forehead."

Hattori Maki scratched his head.

Didn’t Musashi Sang say that Van Gogh is still alive in the painting?

Why didn't he take advantage of the victory and stand still?

Hmm...

Could it be that I was too hasty in my operation and put both of them in danger, so he got angry.

"Musashi Sang, why not let's go find it first."

This powerful wasteland creature cannot indulge it to endanger the survival area.

Musashino came back to his senses:

“Ah, no need.

"It came here on its own initiative."

Whoosh-

Hattori Maki heard the sound of air flowing, and it seemed that something was approaching.

She raised her head.

It is a thin piece of paper that floats down slowly.

She almost didn't recognize it:

"This is?"

After careful identification, she found that there was a little residual pigment on the sheet of paper, but the color was already very dull, and she looked like she had been destroyed.

It's Van Gogh in the painting.

It roared at Musashino with its last voice:

"Stinky dog-

"I've fought with you!"

It seems to contain endless resentment.

Bang ~

Musashino bounced his finger and nailed it to the wall behind him.

Then he raised his hand, and the soft white energy condensed in his palm:

"Rest in peace."

In the painting, Van Gogh was lying flat, perhaps because he knew that he had no chance of survival.

But it suddenly struggled with the remaining strength and struggled.

"Um?"

Musashino frowned in confusion.

Its paper sheets cracked two on the side, then folded up and shaking violently, as if waving his hand and saying no.

I just had to fight with me, but now I beg for mercy again?
To be continued...