Chapter 4 SpongeBob's Portrait...

Chapter 5 Squidward's Portrait...

Chapter 6 Shen Wei's Blank Canvas...

"Hurry up, kid! Only 20 seconds left. Even for stick figures, time's running out..."

Shen Wei's eerie right hand urged him, sounding anxious.

Shen Wei didn't respond. His hand holding the brush trembled, as if he were struggling with a painful decision.

"The picture book doesn't have Patrick or the little boy. The black guy Steve drew that creepy little boy and got killed for it, so drawing the little boy is wrong. Does drawing Patrick make it right? No, something's not right. What is it?"

Shen Wei flipped through the picture book, but the pages were blank. There was nothing there.

"Could this be the truth? Is this the way out?"

A strange look crossed Shen Wei's face.

"Only 15 seconds left, kid. Did you figure something out?"

Seeing Shen Wei's unusual behavior, his eerie right hand finally sensed something was amiss.

"10... 9... 8... 7... 6..."

Time was running out! The sinister little boy slowly reached out his pale hands towards Shen Wei's neck. With each tick of the timer, his deathly pale hands drew closer!

Shen Wei's forehead was covered in sweat, but a look of relief appeared on his face. He gently placed the brush on the table.

"I know the answer. None of the pages in the picture book have the little boy, so the little boy is what's missing. But we don't need to draw him on the paper. The three-minute countdown isn't for us; it's for the little boy. It's his free time."

"After three minutes, he'll be sucked back into this picture book and sealed away again. The dead end is drawing on the designated page, even just a single stroke, because that would occupy the seal page and prevent the little boy from being sealed. That's why the onmyoji Fujiwara Chiba was killed. The black guy Steve made a mistake. Drawing the little boy in the picture book won't seal him!"

"The creepy little boy's intimidation is just putting pressure on us, making us think we'll die if we don't finish the drawing in time. To reinforce that idea, he killed Fujiwara Chiba and Steve after they finished their drawings, creating the illusion that they drew the wrong thing and putting pressure on me. The way out is... we just need to do nothing and wait for the three minutes to pass..."

The countdown on the timer reached one. The dead Fujiwara Chiba and the black guy Steve roared furiously at Shen Wei, their faces twisted and terrifying.

Not only that, but the creepy little boy's hands were closing in, now gripping Shen Wei's neck. His pale, icy hands were bone-chilling, making him feel like he was falling into an ice cave.

"Damn it! Looks like you guessed wrong..."

The eerie right hand cursed.

"I'm not wrong..."

Shen Wei's voice was full of confidence.

"You're so damn confident. I'm cursed to be stuck with you..."

The terrifying little boy looked at Shen Wei's calm eyes and gave a sinister smile. He tightened his grip, and a strong feeling of suffocation washed over Shen Wei. In an instant, he lost control of his body.

Just at that critical moment, the number on the timer suddenly turned to zero.

A gust of wind swept through the drawing room. The picture books on Fujiwara Chiba's and Steve's desks began to flip through the pages on their own.

Then, Fujiwara Chiba and Steve, who had been chattering in Shen Wei's ear and had transformed into eerie creatures, were sucked into the blank pages of the picture books. Then, the picture books slammed shut.

Not only that, but the picture book beside Shen Wei suddenly burst out with a strong black light, which seemed to contain terrifying suction and decomposition abilities. The eerie little boy, still gripping Shen Wei's neck, instantly turned into black light particles and was quickly sucked into the picture book, appearing on the page that had been opened at the beginning.

"You can't escape, no matter where you go..."

The terrifying little boy looked at Shen Wei with resentment, letting out an angry roar.

"Sorry, kid! You're not the first person to say that to me, and you certainly won't be the last..."

Having regained control of his body, Shen Wei waved goodbye to the little boy. The picture book flipped through the pages and automatically closed.

"Damn it, he actually pulled that off. Makes me look useless..."

The eerie right hand's tone was mixed with a hint of frustration.

Having escaped death, Shen Wei's lips curled into a smug smile. Then, everything around him vanished like a dream.

Shen Wei appeared in front of the first display case in the second row on the right.

"That was close, but it was worth it. I've deduced another hidden rule: exhibits that have had their illusions broken won't harm visitors again..."

Shen Wei muttered to himself.

Just as Shen Wei was pondering the rules, invisible ripples suddenly appeared in the air.

"Someone has broken the illusion world of the second exhibit and is about to come out! Could it be that twin-tail who ambushed me? Never mind, I have to be sneaky and get revenge for that stab last time. As soon as she comes out, I'll stab her first and let her experience the treachery of the human heart. Hehehe..."

"Kid, you're teachable! You stab her first, and I'll take the opportunity to give her a 'fishing the moon from the sea' followed by a 'dragon claw hand' combo, inflicting a double blow to her body and soul. This is perfect teamwork, hehehe..."

Shen Wei and his dark, eerie right hand were perfectly in sync, letting out perverted and evil laughter almost simultaneously!

In the rippling air, a tall, voluptuous, and innocent-yet-seductive blonde nun suddenly appeared!

"Taoist 15, dog, 1 stab 999..."

Shen Wei went up and delivered a fast, accurate, and ruthless stab!

"It's you shameless people again, always ambushing. You have no chivalry. Sinful person, today I represent God to punish you..."

"Crap! It's not that twin-tail girl. I stabbed the wrong person..."

Shen Wei was shocked, but the move had already been made. It was impossible to take it back, so he could only change the direction and reduce the force to avoid accidental injury.

The blonde nun who suddenly appeared in the air had a frosty expression, but her combat skills were not to be underestimated.

She lifted the hem of her nun's habit, and her fair, dazzlingly long legs kicked three times in a row, causing Shen Wei to retreat repeatedly, almost knocking the knife out of his hand.

"Damn, this woman's legs are longer than my life..."

Shen Wei sighed with lingering interest.