The fragile great artist was reduced to tears.
The director thought he would refuse the offer and wanted to give him some compensation to make him move on quickly to the next opportunity.
Wiping away his tears, the great artist murmured, "Fine, I will try to produce the perfect flaw."
The director was surprised, "You choose to compromise?"
The great artist nodded, feeling aggrieved, "I still have a mortgage to pay."
Director: "..."
Well, even great artists are mortals who need to cater to their basic needs.
After the great artist's "reprocessing," the perfect piece now bore flaws and was no longer as flawless.
The bloody scene turned into something akin to an abstract painting. Although it still had a sense of horror, most people do not find abstract paintings terrifying compared to realistic ones, which feel more frightening.
The "corpse's" face, which was originally wide-eyed with traces of blood and dry, cracked lips, had turned a bluish hue...
