bookpower Chapter 250: 166: Prison Break in Progress (Part 2)_2
Chapter 250: 166: Prison Break in Progress (Part 2)_2
Chapter 250: Chapter 166: Prison Break in Progress (Part 2)_2
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Glancing at the Goddess of Art, who was engrossed in her painting, Liuzi became further convinced that she definitely was not the Goddess of Art.
Otherwise, the dignity of this god was too low.
The Goddess of Art indulged in her painting for half an hour before coming back to her senses, then looked at Liuzi beside her and coughed awkwardly.
It seemed she also realized that her behavior had been too undignified, so now she puffed out her chest and deliberately struck a noble pose, “Envoy of the Outer God, you have gained my approval.”
“Hmm,” Liuzi said indifferently, then looked outside, pondering how to break out of jail.
“As a reward, I’m willing to make you my Priest, to assist me and find out what you like.”
“Wait a minute,” Liuzi waved his hand to interrupt, “Let’s not talk about whether I’m willing to be your Priest, even assuming you are the Goddess of Art, what’s your mission then?”
“To find something that makes you happy and then return to the Land of the Gods. When the time comes, you’ll be my chief Priest, and that old thing that can’t even recognize its own True God can roll away.”
“You want to find a way to make me happy, and then have me assist you? And the reward you’re giving me is to become your Priest?”
“Yes, that’s the idea. You as an Envoy seem to be not very bright, do you really need to repeat that?”
“...Forget it, as long as you’re happy.”
Not wanting to engage with this mad hedgehog, Liuzi continued to think about the jailbreak.
But while he wanted some peace, the other party didn’t seem to want the same.
After drooling over the painting for a long time, the spineless hedgehog carefully approached with the painting in hand and suggested, “I want more, do you have any?”
“Yes.”
“Where!”
“In my head.”
“Sss~ Envoy of the Outer God, your creativity is truly astonishing. So, when can you draw another one for me? I have a small request, do you think the colors here would be better if they were a bit softer?”
“...You don’t want a portrait but a Dirty Picture, right?”
“This is art!”
“I’m not in the mood for that right now, I want to leave this place. I’ve finally saved up enough startup capital, and I need to make money quickly.”
“Making money, huh... I see, then you’re in luck for running into an incarnation of a great god. So, I will take you out of here, and all you need to do, is to paint another picture for me.”
Contrary to her sloppy appearance, her voice was somewhat clear and even sounded a bit cute.
Sitting in the cockpit, Liuzi let out a breath and then saw a swarm of guards from the White Tower rushing in behind him.
These guards belonged to the Art Goddess Sect, it seemed that the old rat had sent them after discovering their escape.
Seeing that they were beginning to charge up, Liuzi didn’t have time to think and immediately said, “Escape from here, the faster the better! The destination can be random, just do whatever you see fit.”
“Understood.”
With the command given, Delta began piloting the ship in a rapid escape.
It initiated jump after jump, leaving ripples in its wake — the inevitable traces of spatial leaping that also served as tracks for the guards to follow.
The escaping squirrel and hedgehog were prime targets for the Priest, and if they weren’t retrieved, the pursuers might as well not return either.
To elude their pursuers, Delta continuously jumped the spaceship, but they couldn’t shake the followers and instead allowed them to get closer and closer.
Noticing that the pursuers were now close enough to attack, Delta’s voice rang out mercilessly, “Captain, our chances of escape are continuously decreasing, with an estimated probability now down to 6%. Unless a miracle happens, we will certainly be taken or die.”
“What happens to my faith if I die?” Liuzi asked.
“No problem at all, your faith will be saved as currency in your account.”
“And the ship?”
“You bought insurance, so it’s fine.”
“Then it’s no big deal, let them blow us up.”
Seeing Liuzi issue the order so casually, the Goddess of Art became anxious.
She grabbed Liuzi, screaming desperately, “Don’t give up so easily! What will I do if you give up? I don’t even know what will happen to me when I die! I was thinking you could still try something.”
“6%, that’s practically a small probability event. Let’s die earlier and reincarnate sooner. I’m glad to have met you, the one who claims to be the Goddess of Art but is terrible at drawing.”
“I’m not claiming! Never mind, we still have a chance, draw now, draw right now! A hundred drawings in one second, I have a method!”
“Who do you think I am? Wait, I remember there’s a feature that came with the latest update of the haptic gloves... Ah, found it. Hold on a second.”
After the last update, the haptic gloves were equipped with an external scan function, allowing for rapid replication of scanned items in the game.
This feature was designed to fulfill drawing functions but was perfect for their current situation.
After scanning the first volume of his comic, Liuzi adjusted the settings, activated automatic drawing mode, and watched as his hands began drawing his comic in the game at an extremely fast rate.
Though he couldn’t achieve a hundred drawings in one second, one every ten seconds was still possible.
The text in the comic was automatically translated by the game system into the local language, and as soon as the Goddess of Art finished the first page, she couldn’t help exclaiming, “Wow.”
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