Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
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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