Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll - Chapter 31

The surrounding stone walls are full of sloppy mud, pouring down.

    There were countless holes in the mud pit at the feet of everyone.

    – The golden ball was in one of the holes.

    No one spoke.

    No one moved either.

    The color gold often gave the feeling of extravagance, but it is also easy to overlook that it is, in fact, a hard metal. What would happen if you were hit by a piece of metal as big as a large washbasin and moving at high speeds?

    The ‘light’ hit would break the bones.

    The heavy hits could kill someone directly!

    The middle-aged fat man in the serving position stood frozen, his face as white as chalk, the muddy water around his legs sending out big bubbles after the shock.  In a snap, the man regained consciousness and couldn’t help shivering, and the smell of urine emanating.

    The cave was dull, humid, and silent.

    But no one cared enough to ridicule.

    Everyone just stared at the holes, in case the golden ball would bounce out again.

    ——It is clearly a very hard ball, but the way it bounced was just like a rubber ball! During the high-speed movements just now, the golden ball had almost collided with people several times, and the muddy water hurled from the impact had soaked everyone! It was simply unpredictable, now everyone was sitting or standing like clay sculptures, dumbfounded, pitiful, and ridiculous!

    Still looking for a ball?

    Even the legs were weak.

    Bai Youwei roughly counted, there are more than 30 holes in the line of sight alone, and there are still many unclear places, which means that the number of times the golden ball bounces is at least 60 times.

    She also finally understood why the game time was 20 seconds.

    One of the properties of mud is that it is soft. When a puddle of mud is smashed into a hole, the silt around the hole will sink into it due to gravity until the hole is refilled.

    So, if you want to find the golden ball that was hidden in a hole, you must act before the hole is filled.

    Bai Youwei barely had any time to think, and the 20 seconds passed by in a flash.

    At this point, most of the mud holes had collapsed into themselves and were mixed with the surrounding silt, leaving only a few faint dents.

    No one knew where the Golden Ball was.

    Everyone was shocked by the speed and strength that was just displayed, the mud and water which splashed high into the air, obscuring their vision, and no one knew where the golden ball finally landed.

    After 20 seconds, an area in the mud suddenly bulged, and the golden ball burst out of the mud!

    It shook up and down, spinning left and right, tossing the mud off of itself, returning it to its golden appearance.

    “What are you doing—” The complaining tone dragged on, in an unusually dissatisfied tone, before the Golden Ball asked, “Why don’t you come find me? I just said that there is only one demonstration! For a full 20 seconds, You actually didn’t find a hole?!”

    Everyone looked at it with ugly expressions.

    Look for a ball?

    If you were not careful, your brain would be hit into a patty! Nobody even had anywhere to hide, how did anyone have time to find it?!

    The Golden Ball glanced at everyone angrily (although it had no eyes at all), and said angrily: “Forget it, anyway, the demonstration is over, Let’s start the game now! –

    The name of the game is The Frog’s Golden Ball, the inspector would serve the ball at any position, at any angle, and at any strength, and players can clear the level within 20 seconds by finding the ball.

    The criteria for finding the ball are: one, a hand must touch the ball, and two, the ball is at rest.

    Are you ready? Let’s drive…”

    “Please wait.”

    A soft voice came from the crowd.

    Everyone heard the news and found that it was Bai Youwei.

    She was sitting on a snail shell with her arms propped up, her messy long hair clumping into wet strands, and her wide skirt soaked in muddy water.  She clinging to the snail shell, like a stranded mermaid, quiet and weak.

    It was just that her gloomy gaze and the sneer her lips were drawn into formed a strange sense of incongruity with her embarrassing state.

    Bai Youwei raised a hand and asked, “The rules of the game, isn’t there something missing?”