Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 1941: Two News

When Lin Sanjiu really discovered the video left by Spartan from hundreds of messages that spanned several months, she even became a little dazed and suspicious.

Don’t talk about finding someone. In Lin Sanjiu’s experience, even sending a letter has to go through a lot of hardships and many twists and turns—the process of trying to get in touch with Mather is a perfect example. —Why did Spaan find her as soon as he looked for it?

On the still screen of the video at this moment, it is the face of Sbaan that cannot be mistaken for. Although half of it can’t be seen clearly; because of the reflections of the window-shaped pieces floating on the screen, a part of his appearance is lightened.

In the reflection, there was also half a fuzzy pig's face directly facing the screen.

Lin Sanjiu glanced back. The pig craned its neck, and its little black eyes stared at the screen without blinking; after it realized Lin Sanjiu's gaze, it didn't mean to avoid it at all. Instead, it was more assertive than her: "What are you looking at me for? You? Play it. If you don't finish it quickly, how can other people use the bulletin board?"

At that moment, Crow Feather shook slightly on the shoulder of the puppeteer. It seemed as if a jet of black wind was about to rush out in the next second, and tyrannically circled and swallowed the entire hall; the pig involuntarily shrank, two front hooves covered his head and face, and the sparse white hair stood up. After a few seconds, it found that the other party hadn't moved—the puppeteer didn't even turn his eyes towards it.

Lin Sanjiu blocked one arm in the air, and saw that he held it back again, and then retracted his arm. Regardless of whether the opponent is a degenerate species, in the Karma world, it is best not to stain the hands of the puppeteer with any more blood.

"You stand there," she said coldly to the pig.

The pig snorted and walked a few steps slowly, still in a position where he could see the screen by crane his neck.

Lin Sanjiu didn't know what this degenerate species was going to do, but she had already wasted half a minute for it, and she didn't want to take another second; she turned her head back, her eyes fell on the screen again.

At the moment that freezes before the start of the video, Spaan hasn't looked at the camera yet.

When you are not looking directly at those eyes, you can even breathe a sigh of relief. The moment he turned his head, it seemed as if people had accidentally caught a glimpse of the life on the side he didn't intend to be seen by outsiders; like while riding a train, he accidentally raised his head and glanced at the snow tops of the distant mountains and the lush green forest outside the window. Involuntarily, he stumbled out of the car and followed.

The square-faced man was right. Anyone who saw him would have to watch this video-this has little to do with gender; people always yearn for beauty, and the joy of being shocked by beauty and trembling with it.

"Whose time are you wasting here?" The puppeteer's voice was like an ice drill, giving Lin Sanjiu a spirit to wake up. "If you need to restart once to act normally, I have more ways to make you dying."

"No, no, I was a little surprised," she stammered and explained, "I, I think he is pretty good at..."

In the indifferent metallic light gleaming in the corner of the puppeteer's eyes, she didn't finish the second half of the sentence-Sbaan seems to be getting younger and younger, and even the skin seems to be better?

After the video started playing, she realized that the video was very short, less than ten seconds.

"I'm looking for someone," Spaan turned away from the camera. He looked directly at the camera and at everyone watching the video, and whispered: "Her name is Lin Sanjiu. I have been looking for her since the last time we were separated."

His voice had already been taken back...Lin Sanjiu thought to himself. When Sbaan disappeared last time, his voice was still in Brahma's hands; but think about it, it was at least ten months ago.

Spaan raised his head suddenly, as if his attention had been drawn to something other than the screen. He frowned slightly, he should have picked up the lens; because the picture suddenly shook, his face was magnified, and a few strands of blond hair seemed to be reflected in the sunset light in the water, undulating and flickering.

"I'm not safe now, so I can't say more, Xiaojiu, if you see this video," he said a lot more anxiously than before, "Go to the abandoned arsenal site and send me a reminder. I'll find you!"

In this way, the video playback is over, and it jumps back to the message interface again.

"Nothing?" Lin Sanjiu was taken aback, and couldn't help playing it again. "There are only two sentences in total... This is too vague. Where is the abandoned arsenal site? Doesn't he mean the one in the blue spring, right?"

The puppeteer lowered his head, sorted out the feather cloak on his body as if inaudible, and took a little extra effort to wipe and clean up the place Lin Sanjiu had just encountered.

"He can leave a video at the Karma Museum, which shows that he was at least here at the time." Lin Sanjiu frowned, thinking and saying: "Others are here, but they want me to go to Biluohuangquan...? Can he know that he is here? Where does a world go? It's not right, how did he know that I would come to the Karma Museum?"

Also, what's the matter with "posting reminders"?

The puppeteer still didn't say a word, and didn't even know where he took out an antique silver comb.

Even if Lin Sanjiu was completely puzzled now, he couldn't help but be attracted by his comb: she had never seen such a comb with such a magnificent shape and complicated carvings. Picking off the gems would be enough to decorate a crown, right?

The puppeteer didn't feel any strangeness at all, and slowly combed the strands of black hair that had fallen off his head.

"You, what do you think?" Lin Sanjiu felt that he had something but didn't say it. He bit the bullet and asked, but only in exchange for a sneer.

After asking twice, she gave up, turned her head and stretched out a finger on the screen. When she watched the video two or three times, the puppeteer finally couldn't bear it, and asked coldly: "You are too young to turn your head and you can knock yourself into a concussion, so you have to Can't remember any words?"

Lin Sanjiu was frowning, staring at the screen in deep thought; she was shocked by his words, turned her head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The reason why he set the abandoned arsenal site is because there are several arsenal abandoned sites in the Twelve Realms." The puppet master said almost reservedly. "Including the Karma Museum, there are several arsenal bases. , Now they are all abandoned sites."

It turned out to be like this... Lin Sanjiu exhaled. She glanced at Spartan's video one last time, finally turned off the message, and turned away from the screen. When she arrives at the abandoned arsenal site, perhaps she will understand what the "reminder" is about.

When the two were about to leave the hall, Lin Sanjiu looked up and caught a glimpse of the pig.

Although this degenerate species is quite annoying, it at least provided her with much-needed news, and it didn't look like it had been in any bad form; she had originally planned to ignore it and just walk away, but she glanced at it. , But couldn't help but stop.

She had never tried to describe the facial expression of a pig before, but at this moment, when the pig looked at the counter and glass screen in the distance, she could only call the look on its face... regret and longing.

"What's the matter with you?" Lin Sanjiu asked, staring at it. "What are you doing here?"

"Ah, I'm used to it." Pig sighed, "I will come back from time to time...maybe it's me who is quite nostalgic."

Nostalgic? A layer of goose bumps appeared on Lin Sanjiu's arms. "What do you mean?"

The pig slowly walked up to the counter and pressed the pig's nose against the glass, blowing a hot white mist. Those little eyes kept looking at the table behind the glass window.

"After all, the'City Hall' is the doomsday world where I was born..." Its tone was almost dripping with thick nostalgia, "The bricks and stones here are all too familiar to me. Since leaving my hometown, I have always wanted to go back and have a look... There are quite a few of my kind around here. They are different from the Dahong flood service provider. The reason why we like to gather here is because we want to see our hometown."

Lin Sanjiu was stunned and didn't know how to digest the news for a while. The pig suddenly became human. He turned his head, shook his feet at them, and said: "You don't need to worry about me, I, just come around for a while. It makes no difference to me whether you are there or not. Go ahead."

The puppeteer didn’t even have the interest to look at the pig. When Lin Sanjiu spoke, he had already left the door and turned into a temple at the door; Lin Sanjiu frowned, as he pushed open the glass door , And finally turned around and swept around.

Her gaze moved from the screen where the video had just been played, to the pig, and then to the sign at the door.

"What do you mean by welcoming you today..." she asked in a low voice.

"It represents a safe day to enter the city hall." Zhutou said without looking back, regret floating up again. "In this world, every day is Peace Day, and there are no signs that are not welcome today..."

Lin Sanjiu endured a wave of anger, and turned his head to go out.

As she stepped out of the door, the last words of the pig floated into her ears. "I don't know if that rumor is true," it said eagerly. "The small worlds in the Karma Museum will come alive one day..."

It’s been too long, my mom... I don’t want to be stuck at 12 o’clock in the next chapter.