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
The drawings had clearly been made by childish hands, so all of them showed signs of naivety.
In other words, they were all wildly different. The twisting, naive strokes made by children invariably made each drawing unique to the child who made it, so trying to find one that "stood out" was quite a challenge.
However, the artwork Daoloth had identified featured some wild scribbles on the wall that resembled a small figure standing on a stool and leaning slightly on the windowsill, looking out the window.
It was all quite abstract.
"Now what?" As he listened to Daoloth describe the drawing in her hand, Bai Zhi contemplated the scene before him and said into the walkie-talkie, after some thought, "Hmm, I think... Try erasing the stool at the wall."
In a few seconds, he watched as the 2-dimensional stool returned to a 3-dimensional state, then nodded to himself as he casually kicked it aside.
"Okay, go ahead and erase the human figure on the wall now."
Moments later, Temperance Gentleheart found herself without any footing, and with a yelp of surprise, crashed onto the ground, where she groaned painfully.
Bai Zhi paid her no heed, and proceeded to respond to Traveler, who was asking about what just happened over the walkie-talkie. He picked up the stool and sat down as he recounted the recent events as simply as he could.
"So you guys somehow walked into a drawing? ...Understood. Please carry on. Over," said Traveler over the walkie-talkie, sounding thoughtful as he ended the communication.
"...How did you figure it out?"
Temperance Gentleheart vengefully eyed the stool currently occupied by Bai Zhi's boorish ass as she massaged her shoulder.
"I can see how you worked out that we were in a picture, but how did you know specifically that it would be one of the children's artworks on the first floor, and not some photograph, or some skilled artist's painting?"
"Easy." Bai Zhi turned to look at Temperance Gentleheart like it was only too obvious. "I only looked away from you for a few seconds, which was all it took to tu
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