Doomsday Wonderland Vol. 12: New Game Launch [Complete]

1449: One Problem After Another

The problem lay in how to thread a camel through the eye of a needle.

Lin Sanjiu's right hand had lost circulation after being squeezed for a while, and it began to feel numb. She glanced at the piece of air and the silver trash can hanging from her hand and started to worry.

To make the Southwind Goose enter, she needed to know how big it was and what it looked like. With the Artist watching in confusion, she had the Life Coach pour half of his paint into the trash can, hoping the paint would reveal the Southwind Goose. However, the paint turned into trash as it seeped into the seams of the Southwind Goose's body and disappeared into the landfill.

"You see, just as I said, there's now something strange there-paint," the Life Coach said with satisfaction, clearly enjoying being right.

"Is the Southwind Goose that slippery? Can't the paint stick?" Lin Sanjiu shook her hand in frustration. "So slippery, yet it can't squeeze through?"

It was both amusing and frustrating to think that a creature capable of penetrating different spaces was blocked by something as basic as size.

"But this isn't a typical physical problem," the Life Coach said. "It being blocked isn't like a hand not reaching a crevice in a car seat. The hand is blocked by the physical nature of the seat, but what's blocking the Southwind Goose isn't this trash can."

As Lin Sanjiu was about to ask for clarification, she stopped herself. She had picked up on the Life Coach's methods through their interactions.

The Life Coach glanced at her several times, but she pretended not to notice. She focused on shaking the trash can in her right hand, her lips sealed tighter than a clamshell. After a moment, the Life Coach couldn't hold back and asked, "Aren't you curious about what's blocking it?"

Well, he would probably charge her again if she asked, wouldn't he?

"Nope," Lin Sanjiu said calmly.

The human and the Special Item fell silent, enduring the quiet standoff. After a few minutes, the Life Coach grew restless, circling around her before finally asking, "Have you thought of a solution?"

"Yes," Lin Sanjiu replied, "I plan to give it a good knock. Maybe if I hit it hard enough, I can break the trash can."

The Life Coach was caught off guard by this answer, looking as though something was stuck in his throat, like a balloon about to burst. He held his frustration for a few seconds before letting out a deep sigh and saying, "How would you break through it? That's a Special Item."

Lin Sanjiu smiled and said, "So what? With sincerity, even a rock can be broken."

The Life Coach waved his hand, and she closed her mouth.

"There's a reason the Southwind Goose is stuck, and it's the same reason you can't break it," he said. "The material forming a Special Item isn't matter; it's energy. Can you break sunlight? Can you break gamma rays? The Southwind Goose can tunnel through matter, but it can't handle a barrel-shaped force field formed by energy, which is why it gets stuck."

'Oh, it's stuck because of energy.'

Lin Sanjiu chuckled inwardly and asked, "So, when you destroy a Special Item, you're destroying the energy that forms it? You can approach it from an energy perspective?"

"Yes," the Life Coach said with a nod, cutting her off. It seemed he anticipated her next question. "However, I can only destroy an item. I can't do anything else."

"Why?"

The Life Coach shrugged. "That's just how it is. Either I destroy all its abilities in one go, or I don't touch it at all. I can't make minor adjustments or enlarge it; I don't know how. It's completely outside my skill set."