Chapter 6 - 6: 6: The Surefire Winning Method
I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âLittle white rabbit, white as can beâ ââ what does it mean?
As my brain was processing the question, my feet didnât stop running.
The first person ran headlong, crossing the finish line on the left without thinking twice.
The second person arrived beneath the signboard, hesitated as he looked at the first person, then back at the approaching rabbit. Not willing to waste time, he also went to the left.
The third person paused, hesitated for two seconds, then sprinted towards the right finish lineâ¦
One by one, each person reached the finish line.
Later on, the time pressure ramped up. There was no time to think: some went left; some went right.
âItâs the right side.â Bai Youwei said, leaning on Shen Moâs back, âLittle white rabbit, white as can be, both its ears are sticking up! âTwoâ as in â2â. The answer is the second lane, the right!â
Shen Mo sprinted past the finish line on the right!
The last few people staggered across the finish line.
The people on the left snapped out of it, realizing their mistake. But they found an invisible barrier separating the two lanes. They couldnât cross!
Simultaneously, the rabbit charged into the first lane! It surged like a roaring white wave, accompanied by a sharp, salty and gutsy cold wind!
Screams, curses, desperation.
Then, a gruelling dash for survival!
The track was a circle blocked on both sides. To evade the rabid rabbits, those who missed the finish line had no choice but to keep running!
The girl with glasses sat crying on the ground, unable to bear the sight of the carnage. She screamed at the participants hoarsely, âHurry upâ¦run⦠run!â
But it was too lateâ¦
Sprinting 200 meters was already pushing their physical limit. Continuing meant slowing down, while the rabbits showed no signs of tiring. They caught upâjumped, bit, and tore! Pitiful screams reverberated across the field.
The people on the ground struggled and rolled, ending up bloodied and skinless. From their flesh, white hairs grow one by one!
The white hairs kept increasing, growing denser! Eventually, they turned into raging giant rabbits, their eyes dyed red with fresh blood!
At the beautiful stadium, every person felt as if they had fallen into an icy hole, their bodies freezing!
They had just witnessed their companions horrifically transforming into rabbits!
In the distance, the Rabbithead was waving at them, his voice ringing clearly:
âPlayers, please return to the start line for the second round.â
Second roundâ¦
The crowd was deathly pale.
Unable to refuse, fearing retaliation, and devoid of any time to calm their terror-stricken hearts, they walked back like lifeless puppets.
Yes.
At this moment, they were mere puppets in Rabbitheadâs hands, devoid of freedom and will.
Bai Youwei lay on Shen Moâs back, her heart sinking heavily.
Initially there were 17 of them. After the first round, only 9 remainedâ¦
Could she and Shen Mo really survive three rounds?
âYou should walk a little slower.â Bai Youwei whispered to Shen Mo, âSlow down, stall a bit more.â
âI have that much stamina,â Shen Mo replied in a low voice, âItâs just the problem thatâs a bit tricky.â
Difficulty was one thing, but the hardest issue was the timer.
The panicked people running for their lives likely didnât even have the time to comprehend the question. How could they make the correct choice with a clear mind?
From seeing the question to crossing the finish line, they only had two or three seconds at the very most! Any longer than that, they would have been caught by the rabbits. Thus the challenge here was not just knowledge, but lightning-fast reflexes!
Bai Youwei muttered, âA track lap is 400 meters. If we chose the wrong finish line and couldnât go back, weâd have to run another 400 meters to reach the right lane. Thatâs essentially running 600 meters at top speed. Unless youâre a professional athlete, you couldnât possibly manage.â
Moreover, Shen Mo was carrying her. If they missed the 200-meter finish line, the fate of Bai Youwei and Shen Mo would be to undoubtedly become rabbitsâ¦
Shen Mo: âI donât know which question will be in the next round.â
Bai Youwei shook her head slowly: âActually, the question itself doesnât matter. Itâs the order thatâs important. There is a way to win the game with one hundred percent guarantee.â
Shen Moâs steps faltered slightly. âWin the game with a one hundred percent guarantee?â
âYes.â Bai Youwei subtly observed the expressions of the others and murmured quietly, âAnd it is likely⦠someone has already thought of that method.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
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