Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 1883

Lin Sanjiu didn't know that when she treated the puppeteer, her attitude and tone were indeed different.

In her eyes, he always had a melancholy, cold and gloomy appearance, and the only vitality all over his body came from the glitter in the corners of his eyes. How does it look like a living person? He closed his eyes and lay down wherever he could become a cemetery.

However, the words and sentences formed by the human voice seem to make people angry. Lin Sanjiu felt that even if she had nothing to look for or just talk nonsense, as long as she said enough, she could rub some blood on his pale or even blue skin with words-of course, was hardened. The person who wipes may not be very happy.

The question is, why does this man lose his temper regardless of occasion?

She doesn't even know which one to scold first-the puppeteer or the copy?

The reason for her dissatisfaction with the puppeteer is very good: Is it the time for nonsense in the copy? What if you happen to be beaten into the arms of the "Lin Sanjiu" doll? Yes, short-term contact will not be replaced by a doll, but she can't always be so generous to her life.

It's just that compared to the copy, the puppeteer's swipe that was not too heavy just now is really nothing: because the moment she was hit and flew out, the doll house was dark again.

She lost her eyesight. Although she had curled up in mid-air and found her center of gravity, she could land gently and cleverly, but she still snapped and patted the coffee table like a fish—mainly all the sense of detection. The inspection methods were cut off by the instance, and when she was about to land, she tripped on the footstool on the ground.

But the most important question, Lin Sanjiu realized before he even landed: What the dungeon did was just turn off the lights, even if they didn’t do anything, the identity of the two of them became doubtful again in the darkness. .

The door of the kitchen was directly facing the coffee table in the living room, and the sofa had been kicked a long time ago; she got up from the coffee table, fumbled a bit, and found her long stick nearby. She was beaten back to the living room again, and she didn't know whether the two dolls were nearby in the dark, and she felt relieved until the long stick started.

When Lin Sanjiu finally swept the stick and walked to the kitchen again, the light turned on again.

This time, no doll was seen.

The mind of the dollhouse copy is too clear, just to make them suspicious of each other; but this point cannot be used as proof that the other party is a real person.

"Do you really want to switch to another mode?"

Lin Sanjiu's thoughts turned to the doll house, and he spoke when he didn't think of the boy. "The current time has passed more than a half, any one of you, as long as you want to change the mode, you can immediately change from ‘live and die’ to ‘live and die’ right away?"

I see…

When the dolls are most needed to prove their identity, the two dolls are as if they have never existed; this should be because when people are under the pressure of "don’t know if their companion is alive", time is still a little bit. A little bit of time elapses, and it is inevitable that you will be stretched when you decide to change the mode.

The copy didn't know that the people who came in this time were different.

From another point of view, this may be good news: in the "Life and Death" mode, only one doll can be obtained from the dungeon; but the doll house still wants them to choose the "Life and Death" mode, probably because, if they choose " Life and death", then the possibility of going out together smoothly is not small?

Lin Sanjiu opened the double doors of the kitchen while thinking about how to verify his identity.

"...Oh, is it you?"

The puppeteer who was still standing behind the kitchen island seemed to be a narrow black abyss split in the snow-white light. He sneered and said somberly what she had just said: "After all, the lights went out just now. It's possible that Lin Sanjiu's doll teleported back, right?"

If it weren't for the fact that it was impossible, Lin Sanjiu would suspect that he had negotiated with the dungeon to toss himself. "Don't raise your hand anymore," she said quickly, "you think, can the doll talk?"

In fact, the puppeteer in front of her may not be real, but she thinks it's better not to say it, and observe first.

"The Dungeon tells you that the doll can't talk?" The corner of the puppeteer's eyes flashed. "You and Dungeon are a toilet graduated flies. Have a good relationship? If you didn't talk before, can't it be to mislead you?"

…If this is a doll, the mouth will look like a true master.

"Don't lose your temper. It's been more than half of our time," Lin Sanjiu was really anxious. "You can't be careful if you have strong combat power. Have you ever heard of a ship turning over in the gutter?"

"More than that, I'm looking at a gutter."

Lin Sanjiu decided not to do this; the key to dealing with the puppeteer is that if something goes wrong, he doesn't hear what he says.

"In order to prove my identity, I asked for a card," she thought for a while, and suggested: "You also take a prop, take one I know, isn't that enough?"

The puppeteer's eyelids turned slightly, but at last he said nothing, he was tacitly acquiesced in this method.

At this moment, the dungeon boy seemed to be unable to hold back, and suddenly he heard a low voice from his throat, which seemed to be squeezed out, and then quickly covered it.

What's the meaning?

Lin Sanjiu got a little hairy; the two looked at each other.

"Get something," the puppeteer frowned and raised his hand.

At the same time that Lin Sanjiu's card emerged from the palm of her hand, it was dark in front of her eyes; she even saw the puppeteer's fingers on the chain of the other hand.

"It's really shameless," Lin Sanjiu cursed in a low voice, "but you can still be black until the end of the copy? You always have to turn on the lights. We wait for the lights to turn on and then confirm, isn't it the same?"

The puppeteer snorted coldly; however, the copy boy didn't make a sound.

Lin Sanjiu fumbled and walked to the wall, leaning his back against the wall again, swiping the long stick around him.

After seeing the puppeteer, even if she doesn’t know if it’s the righteous master, she feels a lot of peace in her heart; once her heart is stable, her mind becomes more active, and she also sweeps her head from time to time to prevent the doll from crawling off the ceiling. .

Even if the doll comes in the dark, it will still be beaten to fly. She just needs to wait patiently until the light comes on and confirm the identity of the puppeteer-no matter how much the puppeteer on the other side sounds like him, she doesn't see rabbits or scatter eagles anyway.

The lights came on suddenly.

Lin Sanjiu's eyes were dazzling, but she still saw clearly, and the puppetist had a familiar gray soft cloth in her hand. Only then did one of her heart fall back into her belly, and her palm flashed at him, feeling that she had truly smiled for the first time since entering the Great Palace of Confusion. "Sure enough, it's you."

It is true that ordinary people can't grow that mouth, so she added something in her heart.

The puppeteer looked cold and refused to look at her, as if only crickets had sounded in the kitchen just now.

Lin Sanjiu wanted to wipe his words again.

"Don't come to me." The puppeteer glanced at her and warned: "Don't touch me until the last minute. It's better not to talk."

The last sentence of the left ear came in and the right ear came out. Lin Sanjiu thought for a while and retorted: "But we still need to walk to the wall of the living room together. If you lighten and darken it several times in the middle—" she promptly said, "What should I do if you are replaced? "This sentence was changed to: "What should I do if I am replaced?"

An annoyance flashed over half of the puppeteer's face.

"Does the stick in your hand pretend to be disabled?" He lifted his chin toward Lin Sanjiu and said, "Just hold it and walk alone."

"Do you really don't want to change the mode? There are only more than two minutes left." The copy boy interjected abruptly, "When you go out hand in hand, if you get a doll, you will all be left behind. You are actually not completely sure that the opposite is a real person now? As long as you change the mode, you can immediately save your life..."

As the puppeteer listened, he suddenly smiled slowly and gently.

Lin Sanjiu is quite clear about his personality and habits. You don't need to look down to know that his fingers are probably trembling slightly in the slow varicose. She hurriedly passed the long stick and said, "Don't be angry, let's go. I think at this last moment, we'd better try to walk the inside of the copy as much as possible and look for the two dolls."

The story of the dungeon boy may be because they found each other and are eager to patch it; it may also be because she found a doll and said this deliberately to let her relax her vigilance.

Thinking in this direction, one after another is endless; she felt that it was time to make a little action.

*

Lin Sanjiu's voice was entirely a piece of sandpaper, and she was going to give him a thin layer of skin when she said a word.

"Sure enough, it's you"—When you were walking on the road, a sewer suddenly lifted the lid and greeted you "have you eaten today?"

To be honest, the puppeteer was a little disappointed when she saw that she did have a card in her hand; is she really the person? What if there is a possibility that she is a doll?

"Let's wait for the light to turn on and then confirm it, isn't it the same" Those few sentences are too long, it is not the skin that has been polished, it is simply his nerve endings. When the light came on, he almost breathed a sigh of relief: After verifying his identity with an item, at least he didn't need to listen to her opening her mouth and shutting up forever.

If it was just talking, he could hardly bear those amber eyes. The more translucent and clear, sometimes the more he wanted to dig out those eyes and stain them with blood so that they would never fall on him again.

The puppet master actually knew why he couldn't stand Lin Sanjiu.

When the two walked out, the lights in the doll house went out again. In the darkness, he gently held one end of the wooden stick, followed her quietly, walked out of the kitchen and into the living room.

When the light is on, Lin Sanjiu's back is in front of him, with his arms facing back, holding a long stick; not to mention when the light is off. No one can see him.

The eyesight is constantly disturbed, the detection method disappears, the terrain of the dungeon is very large, and their time is running out, it is not realistic to want to walk every inch of the place. The two of them went around the living room as much as possible to look at the rooms one by one, and they also found a dining room and a bedroom that had not been discovered before; the first bedroom where the puppeteer was placed, compared with the latter, it can only be regarded as the first bedroom. It is a second bedroom.

Everywhere was empty, as if since he met Lin Sanjiu, the other himself had completely melted away.

Behind the sofa in the living room is a large open space. Because the house was too big, no amount of furniture was enough; after the two decided to return to the entrance, Lin Sanjiu circled the clearing for a half circle, and continued to hold the long stick to lead him forward.

I couldn't see the other "Lin Sanjiu" doll, and naturally I couldn't confirm that the one in front must be him.

The puppeteer thought of a few ways to confirm, but in the end he didn't do it—it seemed that the chance of being the person was higher than the chance of not being the person.

"The copy is over in less than a minute," the copy boy said. "You are so sure, must the people around you be real people?"

It is difficult to judge from the tone, what kind of intention the copy holds. The doll can be put away by the dungeon at any time. When entering the dungeon, the two of them have already seen it once, so it is not difficult to separate the two.

However, so far, the only thing the dungeon has done is to let the doll approach them again and again... If "approaching" is just a superficial means, does it actually hide something else?

When they stood at the entrance in front of the living room wall, the puppeteer turned his head and looked around—the lights went dark.

Did he miss something?

Lin Sanjiu suddenly became quiet, and did not ask for physical contact with him. Is it because of this that he feels something wrong?

"Ten." In the darkness, the copy boy began to count down, neither joy nor disappointment could be heard.

"Wait, wait a minute," Lin Sanjiu, who was not far away, suddenly spoke with a trembling voice. The boy in the copy turned a deaf ear and continued the countdown; in the boy's countdown, her voice seemed to contain almost desperate panic and choking, light and urgent.

"...I, I'm going to switch to the "Life and Death" mode."

The puppeteer suddenly understood.

I also didn't expect that after I managed to solve the storyline problem, this chapter would be so long. The two-day weight was written in one day, and it was issued after four o'clock. Presumably you are all asleep, right?

*Recently, the puppeteer appeared on the stage. It’s not nonsense that the popularity is the first. There used to be dozens of comments a day, but now hundreds of comments a day. Standing outside and sweeping away, there are basically two voices: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Haha", if someone who doesn't know it reads this, they think it is a large mental hospital (no).

*Speaking of it, after Miledy sent it out, I received a private message from enthusiastic players saying that my setting was wrong (in fact, the background setting of such a large project, the author can’t change it casually), and also advised me to learn more about Western society …I struggled for a while in the pain of which I should defend first, and I simply deleted the private message.