Doomsday Wonderland

In addition to the size of the system is not the same as the paper on the earth, there is nothing surprising about this light blue stationery that Montesquieu handed over.

Lin San was overwhelmed with doubts, closed the knife and opened the letter.

This is the benefit of facing the sages - even if the relationship between the enemy and the enemy is unknown, and never have to worry about the other party will sneak when they are not paying attention.

As she unfolded the letterhead and carefully looked at the words, Montesquieu and Aristotle each held four hands and waited quietly on the side, calming like a pool of deep water.

For a long while, Lin Sanjiu suddenly grabbed the letterhead in his hand and stabilized his breath. He finally calmed down and collected the letterhead. At this time, she looked up at the sages.

"I... I don't understand very well." The statement spit from her lips was hesitant. It was more like talking to two sages than to talking to herself. "What is the meaning of the son-in-law who said... 'Time is up'?"

This letter was sent by the son-in-law.

In the blazing sun in the midday, the son-in-law’s handwriting of the grass and the wildness seemed to be very light. After reading the wine three times, Lin San’s wine looked at it and found that he did not understand it at all. He had to read it again. once.

"Lin San wine, hello, see the word. The weather in recent days is very good. If you have a radiation meter nearby, you may find that the amount of radiation is low, it is a good sign. This time I made Meng. Dessie and the two went to send letters, because I heard that you have not had much communication with them. I hope that you can become friends."

"...all things are good lately? It must be said that you seem to have left many companions near the old site of Eden. It creates a lot of noise, sometimes it makes people think that they are back in the New Year Fighting Games. But of course, my friends This doesn't blame you. Time will always solve this little bit of unpleasantness."

"Today is a good day, I am very happy. St. Peter is also very happy. This is the first time since birth. They can walk freely on the earth. Although they can't get complete freedom now, they will be in the future. More and more, because - time is up."

"Although I don't want to sound like a savior, but my friend. You can still read this letter at the moment. It's thanks to me."

"This letter is to say goodbye to you. I am going to leave here now, and here will be the home of St. Peters. If you remember our conversation at the top of the tower, then you should know where I am going. I hope I can see you there one day."

There is nothing in this world that is more cloud-covered and unintelligible than this one.

However, it is a nostalgic question to ask Montesquieu two people - the letter is very clear, they are waiting to listen to Lin Sanjiu's words at this time -

"...something. Have you brought it?" she asked dryly.

Montesquieu nodded his movements. It looks so peaceful and supple. It carefully opens your own denim-style belt pocket. Take out a small piece of paper and hand it to Lin Sanjiu.

In the letter of the son-in-law, the last paragraph is written like this: "There will be separate. The days of reunion are far away. For the sake of your heart, please allow me to apply for a visa. Although I am not a visa officer, I am in the previous one. In the ten years of research, I have successfully obtained the skills of a visa officer, so don't be polite, please smile."

When taking the light piece of paper, Lin San’s fingers trembled slightly.

Seeing that she was staring at the visa for a long time, she finally collected it. At this time, Montesquieu’s talents, like gentlemen who finally waited for a suitable opportunity, took a small step forward. .

"Well? Why, what are you doing?" Lin San wine looked at them in front of their own, and the tall body almost prevented her from seeing anything. Montesquieu raised a hand first, clicked on his forehead, and gently touched the eyebrows of Lin Sanjiu, and then retreated to the side.

Next, Aristotle did the same thing.

After doing all this, they seem to feel that they can go, silently turn and leave.

"This... seems to be a farewell etiquette?" Lin Sanjiu touched the place that had just been touched by them, and there seemed to be a cool touch on his forehead. The skin of "newcomers" is far more slick than humans, soap, or sea water. With a little touch, you can feel the strange feeling that can't be described.

In such a ten-minute work, the amount of information received was too large. Lin Sanjiu took a while to reflect his situation. He was busy digging down the ground. Just as he raised his eyes, a heart immediately mentioned the throat.

The sages did not go fast, and they were still clearly presented in her vision. As they walked, they maintained a straight forward route, and a place on this line was dug by Lin Sanjiu, revealing a white, strange root.

It’s too late to shout, because Aristotle’s foot has already set foot on the surface of the white rhizome as she just opened her mouth.

"Beware!" Lin San wine suddenly whispered, and secretly regretted that he forgot to remind each other - even if the other party is not human, but she does not hate them - she is preparing to rush to save people, but the pace is because The next scene was stopped.

The piece of "white radish" that was slammed by Aristotle immediately opened a big seam like a living - but this time, even before the fine whiskers came out, it even had a dull coincidence. Got a hole.

This process seems to be just a tremor, but it falls in the eyes of Lin San, who has been dealing with it all day, and it is tantamount to a blue sky.

Looking at the two sages who gradually drifted away, Lin Sanjiu slammed and fell to the ground. The "white radish" around her has simply not been able to take a little interest in her. This time, the trembling did not tremble, like a piece of dead.

Lin San wine fingers trembled, and the letter from the trouser pocket to the niece was just too much; perhaps it was too much impact, she even smashed it several times before finally taking it out and flattening it.

Now I read it again, she only understood seven seven eight eight.

Although the son-in-law did not say so. But it is clear that "white radish", as she suspects, is something that drags creatures in - people, birds, and worms, all of which are not missed. However, from the situation just now, it seems that only the "newcomers" created by the son-in-law have not been able to coexist peacefully with this "white radish" for whatever reason.

The son-in-law said that "the time has come", "they are finally free to walk", probably referring to this matter undoubtedly - how much you are an evolutionary person, as long as you walk on the ground, you will encounter unexpected events. It is equal to saying that the entire world of Eden has become the world of "new people" and "white radishes", of course, no need to cover up. I can live freely!

Nüwa herself is a human being. It is also dangerous to live here, so I plan to leave the world and go to the place where she once mentioned Lin Sanjiu.

So why did she enjoy the same treatment as the sages?

In the letter. Nvwa said that all this is to thank her - what kind of hands and feet did she move on herself?

Lin San wine is more and more chilling. The hair on the neck stood up.

……not to mention. In such a big world, why does Montesquieu know where she is? When I saw the animal world before, she had seen some animals that could be positioned to the companion through the system in the body...

She didn't dare to think deeply.

Although the sun is warm and warm. However, Lin Sanjiu was in a cold at this time, and he could not wait to open himself. He carefully checked it from inside to outside.

Sitting in the same place for a long time, Lin Sanjiu barely stabilized his mind. Rescuing her from fear is a sudden thought: no matter what the woman’s hands and feet are, she still has a heart that belongs to human beings – at this time she is so afraid of her own similarities with the “newcomers”. Is the iron card!

As long as the brain is still your own, the rest can be said later.

With the support of this idea, Lin Sanjiu did not know how to stand up, pick up the board for excavation, and start digging his head again.

Before the start, she even used paper cranes to send a message to Gongdao: "Don't look for a visa officer. Please stay at the height until your delivery time arrives, don't touch the ground."

This time, when she digs the land again, her mood is very different.

Even the unfathomable people of the son-in-law are reluctant to retreat; from yesterday, the rabbits who were swept away by the "white radish" have no hope of survival.

"Live to see people," she murmured, her voice screaming, as if she was demonstrating to whom. "Death to see the dead!"

Even the direction of the excavation is not sure. The rabbits are not involved in where they are involved. Even if this is the case, Lin Sanjiu is not willing to give up - it feels like she gave up, the rabbits really re- No luck, just the same.

She is even ready to dig until she is sent away.

It’s too slow to dig by hand—every time after digging out a piece of “white radish”, I’ve confirmed that there’s no one inside, and Lin San’s wine will start [a smash of the painting style], with the roots and soil layers. They all smashed into scum that was flying all over the sky. Mucus, thin whiskers, clods, and soon she was covered with her, she still continued to squat like a little unconscious.

White rhizomes are not only covering a wide area, but also very deep. Lin San wine went down all the way. When the sky was hanging in the sky, she had already laid a tens of meters deep pit on the ground - but the "white radish" was still spreading down.

During this period, she saw many strange animals from the white radish, and even two fallen species that had been dead for a long time, but did not see humans.

When she saw another deadly fall, the feeling of hunger and thirst finally forced Lin Sanjiu to stop, take out food and water, sit on the side and eat.

It is not a pleasing thing to eat against the fallen face of the fallen face; however, she does not care at all.

Just eating and eating, the fallen seeds in the "white radish" suddenly swayed. (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

Ps: Thank you for the peace of the city of light rain, the pink of the maple night star, the pink of the touch lly, the peace of the mad brave B!

It’s obviously not full of work, and it’s still a must to say that it’s a must.

I can envy you if I can meet an author like me.

But... want to take time off...

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