Arcanum: Chaos Path

Chapter 178 Knowledge Passes Through Leonard's Brain
"Correct answer, one point for Group One." "Jack Jones" applauded the seal next to him.

This undoubtedly greatly encouraged Klein and Azik. Although Azik's painting skills remained abstract in the following questions, Klein still guessed many correctly thanks to the tacit understanding between the two.

Compared with Group 1, whose paintings were abstract but had a high level of mutual understanding, Group 2 was in a more disastrous situation.

The first word of Group 2 was "Tudor". After seeing the name, the little crow Amon raised his wings, dipped them in ink, and sketched a few strokes on the white paper.

Maybe it was because he spent more time with the Angel of Fate Ouroboros when he was a child, Amon's painting skills were unexpectedly good, and the faces he drew had the charm of Arista Tudor.

But here comes the crux of the matter. Don't be fooled by the fact that there is an old man living in Leonard's mind. At first glance, he looks like a protagonist template and seems to know a lot of secrets. In fact, he is a serious student and has no idea what Tudor looks like. Looking at the face drawn by Amon, he has no idea who it is.

"Unfortunately, the time is up and Group 2 will not score any points." "Jack Jones" said with a smile.

And this was just the beginning. In the next few questions, Rabbit Leonard proved with facts what knowledge means: it will just slide smoothly through his brain.

After getting another question wrong, the little crow Amon finally couldn't help but lift his wings and touch the white circle on his face. He looked at Pales dimly and said, "Pales, is this how you teach your students?"

It can be seen that Amon was very resentful about being defeated by an illiterate person.

Upon hearing this, Pales chuckled and said, "He can't be considered my student."

Little Crow Amon glanced at Pales, then turned to Jack Jones and protested, "I protest. This is unfair. The questions you gave our group are all beyond someone's comprehension. In this case, we can't possibly score any points. This is a shady deal."

"The protest is invalid. In theory, the questions I gave are all knowledge points that Leonard knows. As for why he doesn't know them, I don't understand. Maybe there's something wrong with the way you express yourself." "Jack Jones" said with a smile.

This is the truth. Although it is a bit vague, Leonard should theoretically know all this knowledge - for example, Tudor in the first question. Although the Blood Emperor certainly doesn't know him, Leonard should still know the Tudor family emblem.

So the way Amon looked at Leonard was more like looking at a mentally retarded person.

The atmosphere in Group 3 was much more harmonious. Perhaps because Ouroboros could draw, the first word they received was not a name: [Aurora Club].

Ouroboros looked at the word and thought for about half a second, then dipped the tip of his snake's tail in ink and drew a man hanging upside down on a cross.

"The true creator?" Sharon asked tentatively.

Ouroboros shook his head quietly.

"Aurora Club?" Sharon continued to speculate.

"The answer is correct, and Group No. 3 gets one point." "Jack Jones" announced at the right time.

In the following questions, thanks to Ouroboros's superb drawing skills and Sharon's fairly good knowledge, the two of them scored quite a lot of points, forming a sharp contrast with the groups next door.

The last group, number four, which is the brainless and unhappy group, got the first word: [Spiritual Cult]

It wasn't a difficult question, but it wasn't easy either. Medici the lion let out a soft "tsk" after seeing the question, then used his paw to dip some paint and began scratching at the white paper. "Jack Jones" watched silently from the side, a question mark rising from his head after a moment.

Because as the person who set the question, he couldn't really understand what Medici was drawing, he only saw a bunch of blurred lines.

Since even "Jack Jones" couldn't understand it, Mr. Big A naturally couldn't understand it either, so Group 4 naturally didn't get any points for the first question.

At this time, "Jack Jones" asked a soul-searching question: "What are you painting?"

"Skeleton, can't you see it?" Medici, who didn't get any points, looked a little unhappy.

"I really can't tell." "Jack Jones" shook his head quite honestly, raised his hand and patted Medici's shoulder, saying, "Xiaohong, if you become unemployed in the future, don't become a painter. I'm afraid you'll starve to death."

Lion Medici's expression suddenly became even more sour.

With such a naturally gifted abstract painter around, and Mr. A not being very bright, Group 4's score naturally followed the same path as Group 2.

After the round was over, "Jack Jones" tallied everyone's scores and then said to the animals in front of him, "In the game of 'You Draw, I Guess,' Group One scored 7 points, Group Two scored 0 points, Group Three scored 9 points, and Group Four scored 1 point. Let's congratulate Group Three on their victory."

For a moment, everyone looked at the lazy white snake Ouroboros and the ragdoll cat Sharon beside him. The expressions of the little crow Amon and the lion Medici were particularly grim. After all, not only did they both desire victory, but this time one of them only got a pitiful 1 point.

"Ah, me?" Ouroboros blinked. He had only joined the game for fun and obviously hadn't expected to be the ultimate winner. After several seconds, he said, "So, can I make a request?"

"Strictly speaking, you two can each make a request. Of course, the premise is that it does not violate my principles and wishes and is within my ability." Rowling, wearing a Lucifer vest, spoke with a smile, in a very good mood.

After all, watching a group of people turn into small animals and play games there is really a very interesting experience, which greatly satisfies Rowling's bad taste, so he doesn't mind paying for this fun.

Anyway, the restrictions are there, so Rowling is not afraid that the people who make the demands will ask for exorbitant amounts - and he believes that these people know their limits.

Ouroboros looked thoughtful when he heard this. Sharon was a little surprised. She probably didn't expect that she would get a share of the reward. She then subconsciously looked at Renette Tinicole, probably wanting to seek her advice.

“No need…” “Consider me…” “This is your…” “Chance.”

The four heads held in Renette Tinicole's hands spoke one after another.

Sharon pursed her lips after hearing this, as if she had made up her mind. She looked at Lucifer and said, "I hope to get your help when I become a demigod. It doesn't need to be too much, just one favor will be fine."

Although they had an angel teacher, Renette Tinicole was in a special state now and spent most of her time in the spirit world, making it inconvenient for her to come to Backlund. Therefore, Sharon and Maric could only fend for themselves in Backlund.

In this situation, it would naturally be difficult for Sharon to be promoted to demigod. If she could get help from Lucifer, she would have a lot less trouble.

As for saving this request for later - Sharon is not a greedy person, she knows very well that greed will bring disaster.

(End of this chapter)