These white paper paintings had obviously all been drawn by children, and most of the pictures on them looked rather immature.
So frankly speaking, no two drawings were exactly alike.
The twisted, childish strokes of those children could take on countless different forms. Finding one "distinctive" sheet among these completely different drawings was still somewhat difficult.
The only difference on the drawing Doloth had found was a few extra strokes of capricious graffiti on the wall. It looked like a little person standing on a stool, leaning against the window and looking outside.
—Extremely abstract.
"And then? Let me think... Try using an eraser to erase the stool beneath the wall first."
After hearing Doloth's description over the Walkie-Talkie and looking at the scene before him, Bai Zhi pondered for a moment before speaking into the Walkie-Talkie.
A few seconds later, watching the stool before him revert from a two-dimensional flat surface back into a three-dimensional object, Bai Zhi stepped forward, kicked the stool aside, and nodded.
"Alright, you can erase that crude human figure on the wall now as well."
A moment later, accompanied by a cry of alarm, Temperance Gentleheart, having lost the stool supporting her, fell straight down from midair and let out a pained cry.
However, Bai Zhi had no intention of paying attention to Temperance Gentleheart. Facing Traveler's renewed questions over the Walkie-Talkie about what had happened earlier, he sat down on the stool and explained the events in the simplest terms possible.
"You entered a painting... I understand. Everyone, continue onward."
Traveler's thoughtful voice came from the other end of the Walkie-Talkie, and then the communication was cut off.
"...How did you figure it out?"
Casting a rather resentful glance at the stool beneath his butt, Temperance Gentleheart rubbed her shoulder and could not