Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 1956 Mimic Gift Pack Is More Organized Than Lin Sanjiu

This chapter was really written for almost two days. I didn’t exaggerate. I didn’t do anything on weekends. I wrote this chapter except eating and sleeping... It's going to be over soon, I will never write this kind of broken copy again.

It turns out that the puppeteer is not a person who can quickly adapt to new things.

When Lin Sanjiu hurriedly avoided the attack of a jellyfish leaping on her head, she finally fell on her feet and fell to the ground; she looked up again, and suddenly her heartbeat missed a beat—with the doll With the movements of the teacher, a dense cluster of "jellyfish" floated into the air one after another.

"Wait a minute! Listen to me!" She raised her hand in an air vortex, and was rushing out to hit another approaching jellyfish; the jellyfish swayed in the air for a few seconds and then slowly disappeared. However, Lin Sanjiu knew that this thing was missing one or two, and it had no effect on the situation.

"What else are you talking about?" The puppetist stared at her gloomily, raised his foot, and the leather squeaked.

Following his steps, the countless jellyfish swayed leisurely, and the long, translucent whiskers swayed in the air, like tree vines hanging down in a forest-once they were touched by them. Above, there is a heart-wrenching, dizzying pain.

Lin Sanjiu took a breath, waved his hand, and stood up on the ground: "Listen, listen to me, I didn't set a trap for you, I am also a victim..."

The puppeteer sneered and snapped his fingers. She cursed inwardly, turned around and ran away.

…In the blink of an eye just now, Lin Sanjiu’s body returned; however, she found herself not only thrown onto a piece of concrete ground, but also not far from the other side, in the vast gray mist of the sky. , And there was a man wearing black leather standing.

The puppeteer was at a loss for a few seconds in the fog, and soon became angry.

In the process of running and defending, Lin Sanjiu tried his best to explain, but it had little effect—

"Data body, anything can be written--" The man on the opposite side kept a cold face, and slowly followed behind the large swaths of jellyfish, his voice clearly reaching Lin Sanjiu's ears. "Do you think I'm stupid?"

This concrete clearing was originally small, and it was densely covered with jellyfish; Lin Sanjiu was stung several times despite his quick movements, and the pain made her head cold and sweaty—the puppeteer did not intend to kill her, but he had no intention of killing her. Let her live better; the only function of these jellyfish seems to be to cause pain to people without leaving any real harm.

"I know, this kind of thing is really hard to imagine," Lin Sanjiu endured persuadingly, "When faced with such a situation, you are like a gorilla, you can't understand it for a while..."

"Who do you say is the orangutan?"

How did this word blurt out? Lin Sanjiu almost wanted to beat himself. But the other party was obviously irritated even more. She could already feel the jellyfish speed up suddenly, and a shadow fell from her head; although it was only a pain for a while, when Lin Sanjiu looked up and saw At the densely packed number, I still couldn't help being shuddered.

At this moment, her eyes passed through the group of jellyfish, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "Look! I didn't lie to you!"

The puppeteer looked in the direction she was pointing, and the group of jellyfish stopped in midair.

Before not knowing it, the thick gray mist between the sky and the earth gradually receded, revealing a larger and larger concrete floor. Just now, the eyes of the two of them were restricted by the thick fog. It was only then that they realized that the concrete floor was a parking lot—on the ground, thick white lines were quickly appearing, marking one after another. Parking grids; even some grids are very realistically drawn to prohibit parking and wheelchair signs.

After the dense fog had not completely dissipated, there seemed to be a door to some building, but it was vaguely unclear.

"What does this mean?" The puppeteer swept his eyes and snorted, but after all, he didn't move.

"It means that those data bodies were compiled!" Lin Sanjiu was anxious. "Look, they have compiled more and more realities, and we can see more and more..."

As we spoke, the fog had faded at an extremely fast speed, finally revealing the true content of the building behind it-it was a bungalow with a brown roof. A sign with "Kwik-E-Mart" written in bright fonts hung on the house, and underneath was a bright glass door. Looking in through the door, inside is a corner of a cash register and a few shelves, which seems to be a convenience store.

When this store appeared, the environment seemed to be completely written. In a blink of an eye, the gray mist dissipated without a trace, the blue sky hung cleanly above the head, and the sun shone beautifully through the translucent body of the jellyfish.

It's so realistic, Lin Sanjiu stared at everything in front of him blankly. Had she not known in advance that there was such a thing as "writing technology", she would have thought that this was reality. She touched it with pure touch, and she could even feel the slight wind passing by—it was completely different from the simple wooden house used for demonstration.

"Do you believe me now?"

The puppeteer turned half of his face slightly, the corners of his eyes flashed with gray-green glitter, and did not answer; it seemed that he was also in doubt.

"Since you put a special item for tracking and surveillance on me, you should have seen everything I saw... Why would you think it was a trap set by me?"

"After you break the wall, although the objects are still in use, you can't see or hear anything." The puppeteer replied lowly.

So, he can see everything before breaking the wall?

Lin Sanjiu couldn't help fighting—fortunately, she chose to stay and take care of the soul queen's affairs, neither looking for the gift bag nor reacting to the towel.

Thinking of the gift package, she couldn't help but sigh, and even wanted to leave here quickly. Lin Sanjiu stared at the convenience store in front of him, frowning: "Their goal is to force us to open ourselves and get all our data... but I can't figure out why they would write a store? Can this store be able to do it for you? Do they get all the data?"

The puppet master did not make a sound. After a while, he suddenly asked softly: "Those data bodies, can you really write anything?"

"After being analyzed by them, it is enough to know how the data is composed," Lin Sanjiu wiped his face: "At least they told me that."

Before, her consciousness enveloped two sets of data, each of which has a length of time. Fortunately, it seems that it has not been analyzed; it seems that it may take a long time to analyze a thing? Or is it some other reason?

"What they wrote has been there all the time?"

"It should be...unless they deleted it." Lin Sanjiu thought of the wooden house and hurriedly added.

The puppeteer turned his head and stared at the store for a while, then suddenly turned back and said to her: "You go in and take a look."

"why me?"

"Because I don't want to take risks." He said coldly.

This is really an irrefutable reason. Lin Sanjiu glanced at the jellyfish floating in the sky, nodded, and looked into the Kwik-E-Mart convenience store through the glass door.

In this way, this is just an ordinary store. Opposite the front door is a row of freezers lined up with drinks and boxes of ice cream. On the right is the cash register and small shelves, which seem to be placed. It's all magazine gum and condoms.

This is the environment where the data body is compiled, so they are likely to be monitoring the fluctuations of each set of data in this environment somewhere. Once Lin Sanjiu uses the power of consciousness, then the information about the power of consciousness will probably be leaked; for this only trump card, she still intends to hide as much as possible for a while.

Not only is she better not to use it, even the puppeteer can't use it; Lin Sanjiu asked a few words, but only in exchange for the latter's gloomy look. She didn't know if he had listened to it, so she didn't think about it, and walked towards the convenience store.

"Welcome to Kwik-E-Mart!"

Obviously, he hadn't approached the glass door, but suddenly there was a greeting with an Indian accent, which scared Lin Sanjiu; she looked up and found that there was a horn installed beside the camera outside the store.

"There is a dedicated parking space at the Cleveland house at your feet. You must be Mrs. Cleveland!"

She lowered her head blankly, and found that she had indeed stepped into a parking space.

"Keep going," came the puppet master's cold voice behind him, "Anyway, you guys who think that they are righteous and brave like to open the way in front."

Such remarks simply made Lin Sanjiu too lazy to get angry. She cursed secretly in her heart, and saw that the horn had died down again, and then she walked towards the glass door step by step-until she stood at the door, there was no more sound from the horn.

After thinking about it, she took off her vest and wrapped her hands, slowly opened the door and walked in.

The convenience store is still the same as before. Although it looks not very clean, it is still decent; the store is not small, full of rows of shelves.

Lin Sanjiu stood still at the door, and there was no sound in the convenience store. She put on her vest and was about to turn around and go out to say something. As soon as she put her hand on the door, the Indian accent just now rang from behind: "You can't go if you don't buy things, Mrs. Cleveland!"

She twisted her body abruptly, and the shop was still empty, with no half of a person visible.

What kind of mess is written here? Are those data bodies crazy?

Lin Sanjiu was puzzled, and tried to push the door, only to find that the glass door that had just been opened didn't move.

After thinking about it, she didn't rush to use force to destroy the door. Instead, she beckoned to the puppeteer not far from the door and shouted through the glass: "No problem, come in! I have something to show you. !"

The man wrapped in black leather waved away the countless jellyfish in the air. After looking at her for a few seconds, the puppeteer finally walked over with a suspicious look-he avoided the parking space that Lin Sanjiu had stepped on just now, but he didn't expect a sound from the horn: "Mr. Griffin! Today! Did the work go well?"

The puppeteer paused for a few seconds, obviously with some doubts. He looked at Lin Sanjiu for a while and found that she looked intact. After Lin Sanjiu's constant greetings, he finally pushed open the glass door.

"What are you going to show me—" He didn't finish a word, and saw Lin Sanjiu immediately squeezed the door, lowered his head to squeeze out of him; however, accompanied by a sound of "You can't go if you don't buy things," Mrs. Cleveland!" The glass door suddenly increased in strength, and with one blow, both of them were slammed onto the store floor.

Before Lin Sanjiu stood up, he rolled out in a hurry; as soon as she left, a jellyfish shot out of the place where she was just now.

The face of the puppeteer is almost blacker than the leather on his body, and the stray bird seems to be able to squeeze out water: "I can't get out when I come in?"

"It seems that you need to buy something to get out," Lin Sanjiu rubbed his temples, trying to make a joke: "I think you probably didn't bring any money..."

A dozen jellyfish suddenly emerged from the air and flew straight towards her; the puppeteer hurried to her with a low anger and rushed ahead of the jellyfish: "Are you stupid! Shit writing technology, you can't see it here." Is it a copy?"

Lin Sanjiu was taken aback for a moment, and he didn't even avoid the jellyfish in front of him.

Copy?

She opened her mouth slightly, and suddenly understood what Tudou Brothers did in the serial killer copy—these data bodies were analyzing the copy of God's Love!

The current "Kwik-E-Mart" must be one of the copies they have already resolved; now it has been compiled to trap the two.

No, it's nothing if it's just a copy... Lin Sanjiu's gaze rolled around in the shop.

I'm afraid that those data bodies have written new things in the copy.