Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 1934: Signal Life

Strangely speaking, Lin Sanjiu had never thought deeply about the paper crane before, nor had he guessed who pretended to be a subordinate of an adult puppeteer and attracted her to confuse the Grand Palace—after all, the dangers and conditions she encountered at the time were The crises came one after another, and there was no time to think about it—but when she saw these two people, the answer suddenly broke out of her mind, as if her subconsciousness had never given up on this mystery during this period of time.

According to the taxi driver, confuse the Grand Palace will obviously disturb the flying direction of the aircraft and the paper cranes; but all the paper cranes she has seen have only one flying direction, which is the "hesitation zone" behind the gate.

"From the beginning," Lin Sanjiu ordered, "explain the matter as it is."

She didn't say what would happen if she didn't explain, she didn't need a puppeteer on her side.

"I...our last world was called'Signal Life'."

As if realizing that she couldn't hide it anymore, the woman smiled bitterly, then spoke in a low voice. The man next to her suddenly tightened, as if he wanted to move for a moment, but was suppressed by the puppeteer's gaze.

"After getting to know, we have spent several worlds together. We were lucky. Not only did we get the visa all the time, the world we went to was not particularly dangerous..."Signal Life" is a new world that has not yet been classified, so the price It's not too expensive, but we have inquired that all the necessary conditions for survival in that world are closely linked to the'signal'. From the data, it does not seem to be particularly dangerous."

When she said that, she paused, as if pressing down something stuck in her chest, asking it to make way for words, and then continued: "...so I thought that all three of us would survive smoothly. "

"What are you talking about?" A **** color suddenly appeared on the man's face, and the anger from an unknown source made him temporarily forget the fear and fear of the puppeteer: "We are from the signal life 'I got an interception device and robbed your paper cranes. That's enough!"

"I asked her to say it from the beginning," Lin Sanjiu raised his chin and said, "If you don't have anything to add, just shut up."

The woman lowered her eyes and was not angry, as if her mind was no longer there, as if she was thinking about another thing in a trance deep in her mind.

"Yes...intercepting device. I don’t know if you have experienced human society before the end. Do you know mobile phones?" After receiving a positive answer, the woman continued: Your text messages, especially text messages like verification codes, have been for many years, but I can use this method to steal your information and property anyway."

"What you use is a similar interception device that can intercept paper cranes sent by others and pass them to your hands?" Lin Sanjiu asked.

She nodded. "Yes, in order to be able to trick people into the Great Palace of Confusion, we have prepared a whole set of things... The first is to intercept paper cranes. The objects of the interceptor are very random, but even so, we can receive dozens of them every day. Hundreds of paper cranes. After listening to the content one by one, we throw out the ones that are not needed, let them go where to go, and keep the ones that are needed..."

The woman smiled almost quietly and self-deprecatingly. "I still remember the day when we received your paper crane... We were all taken aback, because I didn't know before. It turns out that the man... the puppet master also has friends."

Even if his mind has been firmly occupied by other things, the puppeteer also showed the same look as if he was being put on a shelf and roasted as meat-but he did grow a lot, and he didn't even turn his face on the spot.

"We had a few quarrels, remember," the man suddenly sighed, and said: "I said that it involves people... Master puppet masters, it would be too dangerous. But what you said makes sense. Those who are friends with him must be very capable evolvers, who happen to be the type we need."

The puppeteer finally couldn't hold back his nature, and sneered from his nose.

Lin Sanjiu feels that she is quite okay-as far as the peak is concerned, there are always mountains outside the mountain; but on the whole, when she walks in the apocalyptic world, she is hovering in her head, which is dead or alive for her tomorrow. Most of his fears and anxiety have been resolved.

"What then? What do you find highly capable evolvers for?" she asked.

"It's so fast for you to borrow the donkey from Po," the puppeteer interjected, and she didn't hear it.

"We will find a way to fake paper cranes," the woman looked a little surprised, looked back and forth at the two of them, and then lowered her head again. "We have objects that simulate sound. Based on what we hear, we will create paper cranes with high credibility. Sometimes they are sent to the original owner, and sometimes to the original owner’s recipient. Generally speaking, we try to make it as much as possible. People are ready to purchase enough materials, and then come to confuse the big palace..."

Lin Sanjiu frowned. "Pretending to be his subordinate," she pointed to the puppeteer, "Sure enough, you?"

With a cold face, the puppeteer pierced her finger back with the corner of his eye.

"We are not familiar with the puppet master... the adult's way of speaking, he is too special. If you pretend to be him, you may find it wrong." The woman smiled bitterly again and said, "but we know, the puppet master People have subordinates."

"No," Lin Sanjiu said, "I asked the old man at the door. He clearly said that no one had entered the palace that day—"

The couple glanced at each other.

"No," said the man. "We have been here long ago and we usually live here."

"According to the person we lied to, we will make preparations one step ahead of time." The woman said, "I know you will definitely inquire about the'subordinate'... after all, it is not the person who is not enough to dispel all doubts, so we Just let a humanoid object come into the palace in advance."

The combat power of these two people is not high, but they are better than one, and there is no shortage of humanoid items. Also, I don't know how many people they have cheated in before they can make such a thorough preparation?

Lin Sanjiu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why? Why do you want to trick people into coming in? Why do you ask me to buy supplies and make preparations? Isn't it out of good intentions?"

The woman's face was a little pale, and she subconsciously wrung her fingers a few times.

"The first signal we intercepted... wasn't Paper Crane." Her first sentence had almost nothing to do with Lin Sanjiu's question, but no one rushed her. "We didn't know that we could use it to stop paper cranes... At that time, we were sitting on a rental spacecraft, and from a distance we could only see a little shadow that confuses the big palace. The message we intercepted for the first time sounded very Weird, after listening for a long time, we realized that it came from... the king's NPC who bewildered the depths of the big palace."

The man also fell into the memory and whispered: "Until the moment we received the signal, we realized that the king NPC was always talking even when there was no one. He kept saying,'Evolution, come Try your luck, get the regret medicine in my hand, change your life'...again, we can also hear the magic."

"But we know that we can't complete the confusing palace alive."

At this time, they almost didn't seem to be confessing everything to Lin Sanjiu, but instead seemed to be telling each other about the past.

"We were going to part ways, but we didn’t break up for a few days... We got together, discussed how many hours, and didn’t know how many things we said, and finally tried to use our signal device to confuse the grand palace. A signal." The woman murmured.

"...Is there a way to get regret medicine without completing the dungeon?" the man said in a dream.

Lin Sanjiu understood.

"You deceived the evolutionists into the Great Palace of Confusion, and you want them to prepare supplies such as [Weaving Loving Mother], one is to ensure that they can complete the dungeon as much as possible, and the other is to walk past your eyes after getting the regret medicine? At that time, you will start with the victor." She said, "But how do you know that the victor will not use regret medicine on the spot?"

"We made an agreement with the king NPC." The woman said softly, "We are responsible for sending people to the Confusion Palace. He only needs to say one thing, suggesting that the evolvers should use regret medicine after they leave. People, almost never finished the dungeon... some came out halfway through, some never came out again."

"Why do you regret the medicine?" the puppet master asked abruptly.

The woman raised her eyes. She didn't have any tears, as if there was no moisture between the eyeballs and eyelids, and the perennial dry friction made her eyes glow forever.

"You see, it is like this. In'Signal Life', we must always pay attention to the signal strength. Only in a grid full of signals can all of us live together. When the signal in a grid is not full At that time, the number of survivors in the grid can only be equal to the number of grids of the signal."

She almost numbly said: "For example, this desert is a grid; if the signal is full or four grids, then all four of us will survive. But if the signal becomes three grids, one of us will Die. One of the ways to determine a candidate is that whoever is voted on will die. The signal strength will change at any time... On that day, in the grid where the three of us were located, the signal strength became two bars.

"Obviously we have been paying attention to the signal change notification, obviously shouldn't happen..." she murmured, "Anyway, she died. She was less than two years old at that time. When she evolved, I remember I was so happy. I thought to myself that I could take her away."

This time really squeezed out the last bit of the outline of the transition plot. I wondered if it would be okay to write the story of signal life in depth, but it would deviate from the main line for a while, I was very reluctant... There may also be a few fragmentary doubts that have not been answered. I don't know if I can make up a chapter. Anyway, I’m not a cow anymore, it’s an empty milk bag...