I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today
Chapter 981: Sphinx 1

Chapter 981: Chapter 981: Sphinx 1

"Where should I stab?"

Bai Youwei held the sword, tapping on Willard’s chest.

"A fatal blow?" Her smile carried a sinister edge, cold and fierce, "How can the most important shield be wasted lightly? The look of shock on your face just now suggests you didn’t expect me to get the sword, so it’s highly likely the shield isn’t placed where you’d manipulate things - on the chest to protect the heart. So... how about I switch to the abdomen?"

The bright blade moved to Willard’s belly.

Willard stared at her with a vindictive glare.

"Hmm... But, you know the human body well, so the shield could also be in the abdomen." Bai Youwei pondered slowly, "If I hit the shield, you’d gain another shield, protecting both your abdomen and heart at once. Wouldn’t you then become invincible?"

Bai Youwei tilted her head to look at the Inspector beside her: "What to do in this case? If the two critical areas are always protected, how can the game proceed?"

The gentlemanly rabbit replied politely: "Each attack is considered a round, and each shield only protects effectively for three rounds."

Bai Youwei: "Oh... So, whether or not I hit the shield, it will consume a shield’s protection?"

The gentlemanly rabbit nodded: "That’s one way to put it."

Willard sneered, "After all that talk, where exactly do you plan to stab?"

Bai Youwei’s eyes turned cold as she raised her hand and pierced through his right arm!

A stifled scream of pain spilled from Willard’s throat; his breathing halted abruptly!

"How about this choice?" Bai Youwei smiled, "Once I’ve rendered both your arms useless, I want to see how you plan to draw the sword!"

Willard took a moment to recover, then lifted his head eerily, a grim smile on his face: "Maybe you won’t live long enough to see that happen... dying from... blood loss..."

Bai Youwei leaned back, her gaze slowly falling on the now empty scabbard.

"Then let’s wait and see..."

...

——The season, it was roughly summer.

On the barren land, a pyramid rose from the ground.

Pan Xiaoxin held the straps of his shoulder bag, anxiously looking towards three men not far off.

After entering the game, two pieces of information appeared in his mind:

[Quest: Retrieve the King’s sword.]

[Rule: No killing.]

Pan Xiaoxin was clear that this rule was greatly in his favor; otherwise, those three men could simply finish him off at the start and monopolize the chance to snatch the King’s sword.

But now, with the rule in place, they would at least hesitate to attack him carelessly.

Still, he couldn’t let his guard down...

Pan Xiaoxin cautiously moved a few steps to the side, keeping a certain distance from the adults.

They seemed to disdain the idea of laying hands on him, climbing up the pyramid to ascend.

Calling it a pyramid wasn’t quite precise; it only resembled one in outline, but the top was a flat square, and you could vaguely see some green shadows in the middle of the pyramid, like trees.

Since when do pyramids have trees growing on them?

So, this structure was like a mountain and also like a tower, indescribable, and most notably, there was a long staircase leading to the top in the middle.

The staircase was very tall, seemingly designed for Giants, with each step being over one meter high.

Pan Xiaoxin touched the "Lucky Stone" around his neck, shouldered his little backpack, and placed his hands on the stone steps, climbing up one level—

With his current physical ability, he could climb the steps quickly, but considering the grandeur of this "pyramid", it was better to conserve energy and go up slowly.

He saw the ancient text carved on the stone steps:

[How many celestial steps must thou climb to behold the divinities?]

Pan Xiaoxin looked up, the three men ahead had already climbed at least twenty layers.

This distance was safe, he thought to himself, silently continuing to ascend another step.

"Hey, there are inscriptions here!"

The man in the black tank top signalled his companions to stop, noticing the carvings on the stone steps:

[Build him a ladder to the sky that he may ascend to the heavens.]

"What does it mean?"

"Who cares... let’s keep climbing, the sword must be at the top of the pyramid."