Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Bai Zhi's cutting remark plunged the entire Riddle Room fell into an unprecedented silence.
"Dear me, do you thumb your nose at my riddles, sir?"
The ragdoll dropped its pretense of courtesy and flew back to its throne.
"This is but the first riddle!" The plastic eye that was missing a half seemed to radiate cold malice. "For your own sake, don't underestimate the brilliance of my brain-teasers, or you'll be joining the two hundred souls who did, sooner than you can say 'Chuck'!"
"Am I wrong? I was expecting way trickier questions, but these are just simple lateral thinking exercises... If anything, I overestimated you."
Bai Zhi frowned and choked down the chocolate in his mouth, pulling the corners of his mouth down in contempt as he did.
"Tsk tsk tsk, a ragdoll is no more than a ragdoll, after all. When what you have for brains is cotton wool, to make something of it is the errand of a fool..."
"My dear guest! Rest assured, indeed, that when I make the doll of you, I'll bless you with an extra spike or two. In the cabinet you'll go, under lock and key, to drown in agony for all eternity!"
Bai Zhi seemed to have struck a sore spot, as the ragdoll's voice became shrill and piercing.
"Once the game begins, it can't end until one of us wins, so you have nowhere to run!"
Bai Zhi snickered, then said languidly, "Run? Why would I? The answer to your riddle earlier is simple. The corpse in the desert did drown to death, but when it drowned, the area was a lake, or perhaps an ocean. But the ravages of time took its toll and the lake eventually turned into a desert. Isn't that right?"
"Correct!" The doll wore an enigmatic expression as it flapped its stubby arms in front of it, by way of clapping. Now you, dear guest. Remember, a tie is a win for me. And, since you were so hellbent on angering me, I'll let you know something that's sure to send you spiraling into despair!"
"Oh? Soz, I've never felt 'despair' in my life. If you actually succeed at making me feel it, I should be so grateful to your whole family—a
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* Reference to a comedic movie starring Stephen Chow, presumably a comment on the way the ragdoll uses their opponents' knowledge against them. A less literal translation might be "choking me with my own tie".
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