Doomsday Wonderland Vol. 10: Lava [Complete]

1267: On Why Eating Candy Is Not Good

Holding a pen in her hand, Lin Sanjiu stood dazedly on the wet ground, her clothes soaked and heavy, clinging to her skin. The house had mostly returned to its original state, with walls and doors rebuilt; however, the inside was still completely wet. Whether it was the sofa or the carpet, pressing down on them would squeeze out water.

"Hey," Bohemia suddenly called out to her. "What are you staring at? We're all waiting. What do you mean by 'reversed'? Do you think I'm really curious about what you upgraded? I'm just being polite, so hurry up and tell us."

Lin Sanjiu finally came to her senses, saying, "I might have been unconscious for too long... My mind is a bit fuzzy now."

She hesitated, feeling as if her mind was shrouded in thick fog and all her thoughts were unclear. Regarding the abnormality of her [Planar World], she felt like she was looking at shadows through mist, uncertain about the exact meaning of 'reversed'—it was almost an instinctive feeling, but she herself was unsure about the specifics of this 'reversed.'

In the past, she took material from the real world and turned it into a card. Now, maybe the things drawn on the card could become real objects in the real world?

With a thought, a card appeared in her palm.

Her card inventory had already been empty, so logically, she shouldn't be able to call out any cards other than functional cards like the Diary Card or the Nostradamus Card. But now... Lin Sanjiu looked down at the card in her hand.

The card was completely white as if it was waiting for her to add something on it.

With some hesitation, Lin Sanjiu slowly drew a curved black line on the white card. The black line remained motionless on the paper for a few seconds, and nothing happened—she tried several times to release the card back into its material form, but the card didn't respond.

"What's this?" Bohemia asked, leaning over. "What do you want to turn it into?"

"Maybe... hair?" Lin Sanjiu wasn't very confident herself as she raised the card for everyone to see. "Doesn't it look like hair?"

Yuan Xiangxi squinted and stared at the black line pretending to be hair for a while. "Do you not know how to draw?"

"What kind of drawing skills do you need for a single strand of hair?"

"It depends on whether you want to make it look realistic. A strand of hair is different from a line," Yuan Xiangxi said, crossing his arms. "The base of the hair is thicker, and the tip is thinner. It's not the same at the top and bottom and has its own shine. Your drawing is just a hasty black line."

Lin Sanjiu had no idea that hair required so much attention to detail.

"If you can draw better, why don't you do it?" Bohemia said, pushing his shoulder.

"Although I know a lot," Yuan Xiangxi said, raising his ever-bewildered face and showing no embarrassment as he spoke, "There are many things I'm not skilled in."

Puppeteer lowered his head silently, pressing his temples a few times.

Was it not working because it didn't look realistic?

"There's someone who can draw!" Lin Sanjiu said with a gasp. "I have a humanoid Special Item that is an artist. Let him try it... But where is he? Has anyone seen him?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"We were all standing outside the house in the rain," Bohemia grumbled. "Your stupid container smashed through the house. Who knows what happened inside? Hey, what's with that enlightened look on your face? Did you think we destroyed the house for fun?"