Chapter Eleven: Wanted

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Chen Mu suddenly understood. The insights gained while grinding for proficiency do not come from nowhere; they are all knowledge that already exists in the world today. The gray wall was like a huge database, and Chen Mu continuously acquired information from it as his proficiency increased. It might even contain knowledge from a previous life. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to develop his skills in 3D realistic painting. It's pretty amazing to think about. ... At the entrance of the county government office, Chen Mu followed Constable Lu inside. An old man with a bruised and swollen face walked towards us. "Painter Yan," Constable Lu greeted with a cupped hand. The old man's eyes were swollen shut, his chin held high, and he gave an arrogant "hmm" before strutting out of

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