Doomsday Wonderland

With a soft "chi", the passenger door on the bus slowly opened towards Pan Cui.

She stared blankly at the bus, her lips half parted.

"Pan Cui!"

Lin Sanjiu let out a cry, raised his foot, and ran towards the passenger door of the bus. She subconsciously wanted to see what was waiting for Pan Cui in the bus, and whether there was a chance for them to meet; but when she rushed to the door of the bus, Pan Cui seemed to be summoned by some sort of call, and stepped on the When he got into the car, he just blocked Lin Sanjiu's eyes.

"Wait," Lin Sanjiu glanced back at the bus. Every pane of glass on the car was pitch-black, and she couldn't see what was inside at all; however, at this glance, she suddenly realized another thing.

Lin Sanjiu hurriedly took two steps back, looked back and forth at the bus again, and a thought entered his mind like a light.

This bus looks like it should be 7-8 meters in length; if you cut the front and rear of the bus, isn't it just 6 meters between the pick-up door and the drop-off door?

But she could see it, but not Pan Cui; Pan Cui just got into the car, and it might be hard to tell the length of the car from her point of view—Lin Sanjiu thought of this, and hurriedly turned around to face Pan Cui's back in the passenger door. He shouted, "Pan Cui, it's almost 6 meters from here to the drop-off gate! That is to say, our task is to get off the bus successfully!"

Pan Cui's back was startled, she turned her head, and a light flashed in Lin Sanjiu's eyes.

"I understand, I try to get off the bus at the first stop," she nodded gratefully to Lin Sanjiu and said, "If it's a bus, there should always be a stop. We'll see you then."

Lin Sanjiu nodded vigorously. Pan Cui hurriedly said "I should go", then turned around and walked towards the bus - revealing a vague silhouette on the driver's seat, which should be the driver.

Is it a copy creature?

Lin Sanjiu narrowed her eyes, wanting to see more details before the bus door closed; but she didn't expect that when the bus door began to close again, she could only hear a few heavy footsteps. Back to the door again.

"What's wrong?" Teacher Yi was taken aback, "How does she look—"

At that moment, in the half-open car door, Pan Cui's expression was in a panic, as if trying to escape from something extremely incomprehensible; but after the two people's eyes met in mid-air, all Pan Cui's expression was different from that of Pan Cui. The expression, however, suddenly seemed to have been diluted, faded, and fell off her face.

Pan Cui glanced at her lightly, turned around again, walked back, and disappeared into the bus. Just when Lin Sanjiu was about to open his mouth to call her, the bus door was completely closed.

She stood there in a daze, watching the dark-glass bus carrying her new friend and driving out of the station without a sound; I don't know which time she blinked, the tail of the bus lit up with "103" "The digital bus disappeared from the road in the distance.

What's in the car?

Lin Sanjiu couldn't react for a while, and walked slowly to the bus stop. I don't know what kind of difficulty it is, so that the evolutionary person can't even walk 6 meters from the pick-up door to the drop-off gate... No, she and Pan Cui will definitely be able to walk there.

There was only one route for the No. 103 bus on the bus stop, which made her relieved; otherwise, if the bus to pick her up was not the same route, it would be difficult for them to meet again.

However, the length of the bus stop sign surprised Lin Sanjiu.

"How come there are so many stops?" She stared at the sign that was twice the size of the usual bus stop sign, counted it carefully, and found that there were 48 stops written on the sign. Doesn't this mean that they have 48 chances to try to get off the bus?

"The road is short," Mr. Yi murmured, "there are many opportunities to get off the bus, on average once every 30 minutes... Under such a relaxed exit condition, the difficulty is still very high, I really can't think of it. What happens when you get in the car."

"Whatever it is, I'll be ready now."

Lin Sanjiu was rarely restrained and suppressed at this time, so he simply armed himself: [Protection Field] wrapped her tightly from head to toe; the chain of consciousness was wrapped around her wrist, she had already planned to Well, as soon as you get in the car, let it fly away and grab the grab bar next to the drop-off door for her.

Considering the danger in this dungeon, it was impossible to guard against it, and she swallowed two more sips of coffee carefully to avoid being tired and lethargic like she did on the first road—don't people often fall asleep on the bus?

When she really couldn't think of any other preparations to do, Lin Sanjiu put down her bargaining chips and [teaching according to aptitude].

"You must go home," Teacher Yi actually instructed [Teaching in accordance with aptitude].

When the bus that came to pick her up came slowly, Lin Sanjiu exhaled nervously and stood on the yellow arrow.

It was exactly the same as the car that took Pan Cui away just now, and even the driver who was revealed after the passenger door was opened was also a vague shadow.

Although she was not far away, she couldn't see clearly when she looked at the driver, as if she was highly short-sighted without glasses; Lin Sanjiu narrowed her eyes and probed forward, the driver's outline seemed a little clearer, but still hazy I don't know why, but she spontaneously gave birth to a perseverance that must see the driver clearly, and involuntarily, she stepped into the bus step by step.

Lin Sanjiu suddenly understood why Pan Cui was standing at the door just now.

There is no card or coin-operated machine in this bus. She can meet the driver as soon as she raises her hand; at such a close distance, the details of the clothes, steering wheel, armrests, etc. are all very clear - however, in the driver's uniform Below the hat and above the collar of the uniform, there is still only a vague, flesh-colored outline of a human figure, like a rough color block painted with a watercolor pen.

The driver, who could only be called a "fuzzy color block", didn't seem to care about Lin Sanjiu; as the color block shook dimly, the passenger door behind him slammed shut.

"Don't look at him," Teacher Yi hurriedly reminded, "Hurry up and find the drop-off door."

Lin Sanjiu came back to his senses, turned his head and cast his eyes on the bus—unexpectedly, from the outside, it was a dark glass window, but from the inside, it looked clean and transparent. Bright sky light.

Under the sky, she saw a car full of people.

...If it weren't for the bizarre circumstances, Lin Sanjiu would have mistakenly thought that she had boarded an ordinary bus.

In the seat closest to her, there was a person sleeping with a large bunch of flowers, which was so big that it completely covered his head and face; the person sitting next to the person, pulled up his sweater and hat, was turning his head to look. looking out the window.

A woman wears headphones, looking down at a book in her hands; an elderly lady, with bags full of vegetables at her feet, holds the bag handles tightly to keep them from tipping over; They were wearing school uniforms and looked like middle school students. They refused to sit apart. They were gathered in a group in the middle of the bus, as if they were talking and laughing silently.

Across the middle school students, another man in a suit carrying a briefcase stood beside the drop-off door, holding the handle in one hand; on the caring seat beside the office worker was a pregnant woman with a big belly.

In the last row, someone held a phone in one hand, as if his voice had been muffled while talking; a couple who looked like a couple, one leaned their head on the other's shoulder.

Everything looked normal, as a bus passenger should be—except for one thing.

Everyone is Lin Sanjiu.

The little girl sitting obediently beside her mother is Lin Sanjiu, who has a younger face; the mother in her thirties and forties sitting beside her is also Lin Sanjiu. Lin Sanjiu, who is wearing a maintenance worker's jumpsuit, is a slightly darker complexion; wearing a men's white shirt and playing with his mobile phone is Lin Sanjiu, who seems to have just gone to work...

She knew that when Pan Cui turned around and rushed back to the car door, she was trying to escape.

At that time, the bus must be full of Pan Cui.

Now there is one last question left: Why did Pan Cui suddenly look pale, as if she suddenly didn't recognize Lin Sanjiu, and walked back to the car.

No, no matter what, this is all a blindfold for the copy. She knows who she is. Even if the car is full, she can tell at a glance that it was Lin Sanjiu who was "modified" by others. Lin Sanjiu herself Nor will you be fooled by this.

The priority is to grab the handle next to the drop-off door first.

The consciousness rope broke through the air smoothly, hit the handrail on the face, and after turning around it, she firmly grasped the handrail, and she was relieved. The next stop should be about 30 minutes. I used my consciousness to drag myself, and I dragged back a little bit, but I could finally drag it over. In order not to trigger any dungeon effects, Lin Sanjiu looked at the page in his hand, thinking that he was still getting more and more The less movement the better.

wait...books?

She looked at the book in her hand and blinked.

She raised her hand, reached to her ear, and touched an earphone.

When she slowly raised her head, she saw an evolutionary version of Lin Sanjiu standing beside the guest door.

…what?

Why is she sitting here? Why does she feel that she has read books for a long time? Who is that person next to the guest door? What about the original consciousness?

"Please note to passengers who get off the bus, have arrived, Ann Pu Road, have arrived, Ann Pu Road."

The female voice that suddenly sounded in the bus startled Lin Sanjiu - could it be that thirty minutes have passed so quickly? Or is it that thirty minutes have passed since she got in the car, but she has been reading, so she didn't realize it?

She couldn't even verify the accuracy of her guess; since she got in the car, she seemed to have done two things—one, wrapped her consciousness around the handrail; two, read a book.

Moreover, it seemed that they were divided into two bodies to do two things. Before Lin Sanjiu even had a chance to look back at the time on the bus display, it seemed that thirty minutes had passed.

"Teacher Yi? Has it really been thirty minutes?" she murmured, but she heard no response from the empty daze.

When the bus finally came to a complete stop at a stop, Lin Sanjiu, the evolutionary beside the pick-up gate, walked towards the drop-off gate. car.

When the wind outside the door hit her face, she was shocked, remembering that she was going to get out of the car, and immediately jumped up from her seat. Reading Lin Sanjiu's position is very close to the drop-off door. As long as he jumps up and turns around, he can throw himself out of the door—

There was a muffled sound, and her forehead hit something hard.

The pain on her forehead immediately made Lin Sanjiu feel a sense of grievance, wanting to kick her legs and cry; she immediately felt a hand beside her, and then she heard her own voice and asked: "What are you doing? Why are you hitting your head on the chair yourself?"

She raised her head and saw a slightly tired face in her thirties or forties.

She lowered her head and saw a small hand and short legs in a pink dress, dangling from the edge of the chair.

Lin Sanjiu suddenly turned around, and found that Lin Sanjiu, who was wearing earphones, had already sat back in the seat at the back of the bus, facing the drop-off door, and was about to continue reading.

"Get out of the car," she said in a young, vague voice, "I'm going to get out of the car..."

"What car do you get off?" Mother Lin Sanjiu held her body down and said, "Don't make a fuss, I didn't arrive at the station."