Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 1877

Finally almost finished

No matter what the profession of "receptionist" is, Lin Sanjiu can be sure that it is definitely not the same thing as "missionary".

The receptionist in front of him was talking, faintly excited, and his words became more and more acute. It seems that he has been holding back for a long time-if you change someone else, don't talk about taking refuge, I'm afraid you can't help getting angry first, right?

"...You, you pretend to be in control of nature, you really think you are the spirit of all things. To make you understand the natural symbiosis of equality and mutual benefit is like asking you to hit your head against the wall. I have seen many arrogances. The guy who keeps saying that we are slaves of mushrooms, as if bees **** pollen, it means that flowers are pure vassals and victims... You guys, just like your brain is a cube poured out of cement, without a trace of outside wind. Blow it in. Anything that is different from you, you feel that it contains evil intentions-"It's not my race, its hearts must be different", right? This is really the narrowest sentence I have ever heard. The first time I heard it, I I don’t even know what expression to put on. I can quickly understand the structure and history of your society, as well as your mental framework, but it’s very strange. Often when you try to understand our mental framework, you can’t do it. Here we are. The universe is so big, but you think that there should be only one form of human society...that is, a society where humans are supreme and exploit other species. How arrogant."

When he said this, he seemed to feel a little agitated, and he paused and took a sigh of relief.

"Sorry, it’s been a long time since I met an outsider with a mentality like yours. To do my job, I must either face unrealistic fantasies, or face the aggressiveness of my stomach, and I can say something from the bottom of my heart. Really feel that it is really great."

Bohemia was obviously not thinking about it at all-even if she didn't understand what libido was, she could still understand that the receptionist complained that it was not a post-apocalyptic human like her.

"That," she looked at Lin Sanjiu-the latter's forehead was sweaty at this moment: "You chose to give up...giving up the child? All the choices you make are yours. ?"

The receptionist was stunned, as if he had heard something incredible.

"Of course," he couldn't suppress the surprise for a while, and he only said slowly: "If it is really like the outsiders think, we just follow the orders of the mushroom, then why the mushroom wants to order us not to reproduce The number of servants has been reduced. What are the benefits for mushrooms?"

It seems that he does have a lot of experience in dealing with outsiders-he chose these words probably because the spirit and philosophy are difficult to be understood by others, but the refutation from the perspective of interests is always easier to make old people like Lin Sanjiu. Accepted by human beings.

As soon as his voice fell, the scene fell silent. After several seconds, only the faint, faint purring sound of Doctor Cat echoed in the air.

"Well," Bohemia hugged her arms and finally said the first thing. "Actually, I don't care about your social form, I just like this sense of tranquility... As for the relationship between you and the mushroom, I don't care much."

She is a child who grew up after the collapse of human society. Compared with the old humans, she did not have the fixed thinking of "what should be like" in her mind from the beginning. She does not think that human beings are superior to other species-there are as many species as the bottom creatures in the apocalyptic world; nor does it seem strange that humans give up fertility-the troubles and pains caused by reproduction and reproduction, she has actually seen a lot NS.

"But I may not contribute much to your society." She frowned and scratched her face, unexpectedly a little embarrassed: "...My life is divided into five segments, this is the last one. I don't know. How many years can I live..."

The receptionist took a low breath: "Five paragraphs?"

"I don't know who did it."

Bohemia's expression gradually stiffened: "It is said that every segment has to be reincarnated, and there is no connection between each life... I have no memory of the past, and no clue to who I was in my previous life. No matter who I was in my previous life. Which **** did this to me, the fact is that I can only accept reality—"

She stopped her voice abruptly, like a chopped recording. Lin Sanjiu looked up and saw that she stared at the ground blankly, her expression blank, as if she didn't know what she should say next.

After a while, Bohemia said softly: "...I don't know how I spent the previous four lives. I must have wasted it like this. Since this is my last few years, I also want to calm down and think about it... Since I can remember, there hasn’t been a day without trying to survive by unscrupulous means. But now when I look back, I tried my best to save this short life, but I didn’t know how to use it. What does it do well."

She turned her head and smiled, her eyes hung under her long eyelashes, together with the long golden brown curly hair, in the morning sun that was gradually shining brightly, flashing into a dazzling light and shadow: "...after I stayed, you owe me The debt is written off all at once, are you unhappy?"

Lin Sanjiu looked at her steadily, his hands slowly clenched into fists, making the joints white. She knew that Bohemia’s words were indeed true: if it weren’t a coincidence that the "five stages of life" was discovered by the copy, Bohemia would probably not realize until death that she was only one fifth of a life—because All the memories, associations, and clues all disappeared with death after death.

…She would only think before death that she unfortunately happened to be short-lived. But now, Bohemia doesn't even have this luxury.

In other words, she is like a terminally ill patient who can only wait helplessly for that dark day.

Thinking of this, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help being angry with the puppet master. The broken copy is clearly under his control, and he still doesn’t know what to say and what not to say—

Eh?

Suddenly she was shocked, and suddenly remembered the words the copy had said when she was stripping her onion. For fear of accidentally letting the slippery thoughts slip away, she thought about it for a long time with full concentration; when she came back to her senses, she found that Bohemia had already started asking the receptionist about technical details—such as teleportation. What to do when the date is up, how to integrate into society and so on. Doctor Cat woke up at some point, and a pair of jewel-green eyes were staring at her.

…Although it is asleep, it does not prevent it from paying attention to the patient's condition at any time.

She signaled to Hu Miaomiao that she was okay, and then she focused on the opportunity and interrupted Bohemia's steady stream of problems.

"Don't you just want to stay, I know." Lin Sanjiu clutched her sleeve, as if worried that an accidental Bohemia would follow the receptionist into the experience hall and never again. The same appeared-"Don't worry, I won't stop you forcibly. What you want to do is your freedom. But can you wait?"

"What are you waiting for?" Bohemia looked at her suspiciously: "If you are worried about the great witch, you don't have to, I will still take you into the starry sky of consciousness..."

"No—not just the great witch. If I guess correctly, I have a very important friend coming soon." When Lin Sanjiu said it, he still felt his heart tight, and it seemed a little bit painful: " …I hope you can see him first before choosing to stay."