Doomsday Wonderland

With insufficient consciousness, Lin Sanjiu could not imitate Ji Shanqing to confirm whether her idea was correct. She could only try and make mistakes like everyone else - after thinking about it, she turned around and prepared Go back to your office.

If her guess is correct, then it doesn't matter how long she wanders around. It's better to go back and discuss it with her mentor first... Lin Sanjiu walked lightly, thinking about which special item to pay him this time. That's good.

"Feed him [Time Backward]." Teacher Yi, the spokesperson of her subconscious mind, immediately said in the back of her mind.

Lin Sanjiu smiled bitterly. She subconsciously felt that this method was really tempting: if Gong Dao found out that she would not cooperate with him at all and all his arrangements would fall through, it was painful to think about the expression on his face - but She also knew that she couldn't afford to take the risk.

She was still half a minute away from the office when she saw the figure on the glass.

At the corner of the corridor in Lin Sanjiu's office, there is a long and narrow window, half facing the wall and half facing the corridor behind the corner. When she stopped hastily, the shadow of a person was faintly shaking on the glass of the window - the shadow was not complete, just a few faint fragments of light and shadow, and followed the sound of the coming person. The footsteps undulated slightly on the reflective glass.

... Could it be a customer?

Lin Sanjiu held her breath. If that was a customer, now would be the perfect time to test her guess - even if she guessed wrong, it wouldn't be too late for her to rush out and catch the customer.

She looked around, then quickly took a few steps back to the corner of another wall and squatted down. Even if the visitor is not a customer, it only takes half a minute to rush back to the office from here. Besides, there is a level 4 defense employee in her office... No, if the visitor is another player, then she shouldn't rush back to the office, she should Try to lure the person away so they don't discover where her office is.

As soon as the card appeared from the palm of his hand, it transformed into a goddess. The latter suddenly returned to the human world, and his reaction was very quick. He only glanced at Lin Sanjiu, who was squatting on the ground with his whole body on guard, and quickly closed the mouth he had just opened.

Lin Sanjiu pointed at the goddess and gestured to the corridor outside the corner, gesturing for her to take a look.

The Goddess understood what she meant, and her shoulders dropped; these humanoid objects are always very enthusiastic about using their objects, and are often a little disappointed when they are called out but "do not do anything". She held down the gold pieces hanging down from the cloth around her head with both hands to prevent them from making noise when they collided. She quietly moved to Lin Sanjiu and stretched her neck out.

"Is there anyone there?" Lin Sanjiu poked her and asked.

The goddess looked at her and nodded. At this time, the visitor should have turned the corner and entered the same corridor.

Lin Sanjiu listened carefully and could only catch the very light footsteps of a person. She mouthed again and asked, "Are you a customer?"

The lip shapes of these words may be difficult to understand. The goddess pressed her head with her hands, and at this moment she was even more confused than the painter. Lin Sanjiu slowed down and said it again silently; the goddess was also very focused on trying to solve this problem. She narrowed her eyes and almost came to her face - the goddess had not yet come up with any results, and that one was too light. The fast footsteps were approaching the center of the corridor, only a dozen steps away from her.

What an unreliable guy, Lin Sanjiu complained in his stomach, and quickly called out a small mirror from the card library. Since she got the small mirror, it has not been used for dressing and organizing; she placed the mirror very low, a few centimeters above the ground, and slowly extended it a little.

The small mirror only reflected a small part of the ground at a skewed angle. Lin Sanjiu held her breath and adjusted the angle, and finally saw clearly - there were two pairs of feet on the ground; although she put them away a moment later. When she looked in the mirror, those two pairs of feet still left a male impression on her.

Two pairs of feet, but only one footsteps...

She suddenly stood up behind the wall. The visitors are not customers, and customers do not wander the hallways in droves. What's more, at a glance just now, she saw a pair of black leather shoes that looked quite familiar. If she remembered correctly, the two employees she hired were wearing the same black leather shoes.

The person coming must be a player and an employee.

Only one kind of employee needs to appear outside the office with the player - the person coming is carrying a level five attack employee who is searching for nearby attack targets.

Lin Sanjiu held back her heartbeat and closed her eyes to think.

Now Lily and Bai Cong don't have much money. He Baihe only has twenty left and can be completely removed from consideration; Bai Cong has rented two offices and a first-level employee in a row, and now has only fifty at most, and it is unlikely that he will spend all his money on Level 5 attacks on employees - after all, everyone can now form two defensive powers. The attack power he turned into with the last bit of money is likely to be offset without even being able to cause a splash. By then, the funds will be 0, and customers will be found. It can no longer afford to hire employees, and in the end the only option is bankruptcy.

So, there are only a thousand paths left?

It is impossible for Qiandao not to hire defense personnel. If he still has enough funds to hire level 5 attack staff after this, then Bai Cong is obviously lying - he has not killed Qiandao's level 3 search staff at all. But what's the point of lying in a place like this? Do you want to paralyze Lin Sanjiu and make her think Qiandao has no money?

Even if she had this misunderstanding, just looking at the fifth-level employee behind Qian Dao, she should know that Bai Cong is making up lies. This lie did no good to Bai Cong himself, but could easily expose him. What's more, the element of "third-level employee" coincided with Lin Sanjiu's conjecture about customers. No matter what she thought, Bai Cong felt that I'm afraid Cong did kill a third-level employee of Qian Dao.

There were only four people in total, but the other three people were excluded. Could the person here be a ghost?

No matter who the person is, they need to be lured away quickly - that person is about to reach the corner of her.

Lin Sanjiu glanced at Grandma and jumped up to the ceiling; her boots hit the wall, causing her to bend in mid-air, and then she grabbed the blade of the ventilation fan with a soft "bang" sound. She rolled up her body so that she was hanging flat on the ceiling, and suddenly paused when she heard the footsteps in the corridor - the person obviously heard the movement here.

The goddess looked up at her blankly, reading a book www. uukanshu． net's mouth opened.

Lin Sanjiu grabbed a pen from the card library and threw it deep into the corridor; when it hit the ground with a "snap", she turned her head and gestured to the goddess: "Run!"

This word is simple and easy to understand, and the goddess immediately began to run forward in a panic; as soon as her footsteps sounded, the people behind the corridor immediately moved - the person coming was not He Baihe anyway, no matter the remaining two Anyone who sees the goddess's back from a distance will think that she is a customer and chase after her.

As long as the goddess leads him a certain distance away, with Lin Sanjiu's speed, she is confident that she can overtake him and snatch the goddess back - after all, all she needs to do is touch a corner of her clothes.

The next plan has been turned over in my mind, but the footsteps of the person stopped at the entrance of the corridor. At this time, Lin Sanjiu had already used the [power of description] to turn her clothes, skin, and hair into the color of the ceiling, like a big chameleon hanging on the ceiling by the ventilation fan; she waited for two days Seconds later, I finally heard the footsteps of someone coming again.

... He was not chasing the goddess, but heading towards her office.