Doomsday Wonderland

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"Congratulations, you have completed all the goals of 'Prison Storm'."

...When the long-lost voice of the copy host sounded again, even Bohemia, who had always been energetic and lively, couldn't help but feel a deep tiredness welling up in his bones. As soon as her mind relaxed, her whole body suddenly began to hurt, especially her back, which was so sore that it almost cracked. She kept saying "Hey" like an old lady, and slowly lay on the ground, with onions on her head. He also turned sideways tremblingly and fell down together.

"This game is good," Descartes didn't feel the same way at all. "It's quite fun. I think there should be other plot lines that can be further explored, such as the big shot who wants to cover up his dirty information... It wouldn't be a bad idea to try it again."

"But please spare me, I hate reasoning and analysis the most!" Bohemia lay on the concrete floor, looking at the blue sky where even the clouds had frozen after the game, and complained: "If anything happens, you can't hurt. Want to have a good fight?"

That being said, but in fact, after having the information about Snake Skin, it is not difficult to find out her true identity in the game: from the names on the four bank statements, she and Descartes quickly became friends. It was discovered that the birthday of one of the people named Emma Green was exactly the same as the password of the safe, both "1127".

The reason why the old leather shoes knew her safe password was also answered: because on the safe keyboard, only the three numeric keys "1, 2, and 7" had her fingerprints. Old Leather Shoes originally suspected that the warden in front of him seemed to be related to Emma Green, a well-known female criminal who had never been caught. By comparing Emma Green's information with the three digital keys with fingerprints, even a fool could find out. The password is her birthday.

"After all, it is a game, so the difficulty has been appropriately reduced," Descartes commented, "...otherwise who would do such a high-risk thing and still use their birthday as a password."

"Now we are about to perform an onion stripping." The copy host did not let them think about it for long. "Next, you can also exercise the right to interfere with the 'Final Examination' game - note that although you have completed all the 'Prison Storm' The target, but if you don’t successfully open the dipper for player Lin Sanjiu for a day, you can’t go out for a day.”

Bohemia sat up, feeling her mouth dry.

With a "chirp" sound, another layer of skin was peeled off the onion on her head - her heart skipped a beat, and she heard the copy host speak immediately: "One of the enemies you killed before The relatives and friends of the deceased are looking for you everywhere to seek revenge."

This is no big deal - you know, she can feed as many people as she wants in the Twelve Realms seeking revenge from her. Bohemia breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

The facts revealed when peeling an onion are all random... So how on earth should she find out about the "five lives"?

"Are you ready? You can now interfere with player Lin Sanjiu's game."

Although it was only one day since the game time, she felt as if she hadn't seen that guy for a long time - "Okay," Bohemia agreed, "Let me see how she is doing now?"

It’s not unexpected. When the “Final Examination” game appears again in front of everyone, whether it’s students in the distance, rows of desks and chairs, or the bright sky in the window...it can be said that, except Except for Lin Sanjiu himself, nothing had changed. Although two days had passed in Bohemia, Lin Sanjiu had not even finished half of the exam.

When her eyes fell on the picture, she held her breath involuntarily.

On the screen, Lin Sanjiu was still looking at the test paper with her head lowered. She just glanced slightly in the direction of Bohemia from the corner of her eyes. Compared with last time, her situation was very bad now.

"Are you...are you okay?" Bohemia moistened her throat several times, and wanted to make a few jokes, but she couldn't say it anymore: "Did you do the wrong question again?"

Invisibly, Lin Sanjiu shook her head slightly. Just such an action seemed to make her very uncomfortable - now she didn't have to worry about being scolded by the invigilator for raising her head: because from the back of her neck, a huge, trembling penis protruded out of nowhere. The translucent bulge; the pale white membrane seems to be breathing, and there is a vague shadow floating inside, as if the whole thing is a living thing.

The place where it grew out was just a little bit above the inside of Lin Sanjiu's collar; with its growth just now, it also squeezed the collar to the back - in this way, the front of the collar was tightly strangled. Lin Sanjiu's neck gripped her so hard that her face turned red; one glance revealed that she was now on the verge of barely being able to breathe a little air, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net and not suffocating to death.

"Wait a minute," Bohemia made up her mind, "I can see into your classroom over there. Write down the situation for me... Do you have extra paper? Don't write anything on the paper."

Lin Sanjiu blinked, seeming to confirm.

As the copy host responded, Bohemia felt her eyes drifting into the "final exam" again. Like a small camera that could be levitated at will, she landed on Lin Sanjiu's desk; the lines of the latter's handwriting, which were a little messy due to anxiety, became increasingly clear in her field of vision.

"I have completed four questions, and fortunately I got the first three questions correct. The question I am answering now gives traces of the activities of a certain creature, the death conditions of its victims, and a description of its living environment. ...Wait, there are ten clues in total. This is a timed question. I need to reversely deduce the appearance, habits and abilities of this creature within 20 minutes. This creature will be around my neck during the entire answering process. The bulge slowly grows... After 20 minutes, if I don't answer it, it will grow out of the bulge. Now I still have 9 minutes."

Why write in such detail when time is tight!

After Bohemia read this paragraph, she was even more anxious than Lin Sanjiu. She wished that the time she had used to write the explanation could be given back to her. Seeing that the bulge on the back of Lin Sanjiu's neck was getting bigger and bigger, she was also worried. There was nothing I could do but stare at it angrily.

Descartes slowly drifted into her field of vision, blurring the bulge into a blur.

"This bag is quite close to her head," a group of mosaics said after considering it. "If combined with the question you are about to give her...can we use the creature in this bulging bag?"