Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 2288

The straw mummy had been propped up on the wooden frame for more than 600 days. Unexpectedly, his life ended on the day he was just rescued.

"I'm not lying." After the gift bag filled him with half a bottle of nutritional medicine, he spoke more and more clearly: "Three or four years ago, I once passed the level of the dungeon and won the highest reward." The copy gave me an address, and I found a 'Human Salvation Project Center' according to the address of the copy..."

He talked so much that he had to stop to catch his breath.

"Actually, the 'Human Salvation Project Center' itself is also a dungeon. But the dungeon I cleared before gave me a mark on the back of my neck, so as soon as I saw my mark, what kind of rescue center was it? The reward was given to me... three to five years of 'rejection of teleportation'."

Hearing this, several people glanced at each other.

Probably because he was afraid that the savior who finally appeared would not believe it, the straw mummy added: "If you don't believe me, look at the back of my neck now, the pattern left by the copy is still there. That thing will not fade, because I will return it later. It can be relied upon for another 'teleportation denial'."

Qing Jiuliu had turned behind him just now; after saying this, he moved closer and looked carefully for a while.

When he reappeared from behind the straw mummy, Qing Jiuliu shook his head and said, "I didn't see it."

"No, take a closer look. My skin is different now... Maybe it's not easy to find." The straw mummy said anxiously, "As long as you save me, I will immediately tell you the copy address and customs clearance method." You, you can also get three to five years of 'transfer denial'..."

Seeing Qing Jiuliu winking at him, Lin Sanjiu stepped up and walked over, and stopped behind the straw mummy.

Looking from behind, he was even less like a living person, as if the patient had been made into a specimen, and his whole body was frozen at the moment when the muscles twitched and twisted and tightened.

Perhaps it was because the wooden frame just blocked part of the wind and sun for him, the skin on the back of his neck was relatively smooth, and still had the color of flesh—Lin Sanjiu stretched out his hand to uncover the collar, Didn't see any marks.

"Yes, take a closer look," the straw mummy said with fear and expectation. "This wooden shelf is a special item in an activated state. Do you have a way to remove it or destroy it?"

"I saw the mark," Lin Sanjiu and Qing Jiuliu exchanged a few glances, and then replied from behind the straw mummy. After thinking about it, she comforted: "It may not be possible to change someone else, but I have a humanoid object, which is specially designed to destroy special items. Even if it is activated, it can be destroyed..."

The straw mummy was obviously taken aback, unable to believe his good luck.

When Lin Sanjiu waved his hands and a pair of feet landed on the ground, the eyes of the straw mummy turned sideways vigorously.

"That's, it's this? Can you put it off the shelf for me?"

Lin Sanjiu paused, then calmed down and said, "Yes."

From that face that was dry and chapped and unable to move, there was a slight sob that was similar to crying.

"T-really? Thank you..." Every word he said seemed to be knocked out of his chest by something hard, and it was about to shatter when it came out. "Thank you...I have been here for more than 600 days...I am finally free..."

The snow-white and slender Renben walked up to the back of the straw mummy, stretched out his arms, and embraced him.

"Yeah," Lin Sanjiu looked at the straw mummy that was still whimpering, and suppressed his unknown emotions, and said softly, "Just wait, you will be free soon."

In the anticipation, hope and joy brought by redemption, the straw mummy ushered in the last minute of life.

Looking at the freshman who was struggling on the wooden shelf but unable to lift his limbs away even a little bit, several people were silent for a while, as if subconsciously saying goodbye.

They don't need to deal with this personal thing anymore; don't look at what Lin Sanjiu said, but the special item in the activated state cannot be destroyed even by the mentor-this body steward, no matter whether it is alive or after death, will never be destroyed again. Come down from the wooden shelf.

"It's really too simple for Occidentus to make some simple changes to the memory and cognition of the body steward." Qing Jiuliu was the first to speak. While talking, he walked to the back seat of the car, opened the car door for Lin Sanjiu and Ji Shanqing, and made a gesture of invitation. "He usually can't see the back of his neck, so it's hard to find that he hasn't got any dungeon marks at all."

"Certainly there is no 'Human Salvation Project Center,'"

After several people sat down again, Ji Shanqing sighed and said. "He just went to a certain place and received two shots of vaccine."

Although I don't know why he was hung on the wooden shelf by whom, but that is not important anymore. If the steward of the body is telling the truth, then a "Human Salvation Project Center" that allows people to stay may have already been known to everyone.

"Let's go," Qing Jiuliu patted the steering wheel, signaling Yuan to drive westward. "Let's find the next body steward."

Sure enough, as they expected, the next few body stewards they found never teleported. Those people came to the Karma Museum for different lengths of time, the shortest was a few months, and the longest was more than a year, but they had something in common—not only did they never teleport after they came, but they also thought that they had never met Karma. any major flood.

As the frequency of finding body stewards became less and less frequent, and the intervals became longer and longer, Lin Sanjiu also knew that it was time for them to consider going to another world. When passing through the world of "City Hall", she was the first to make up her mind and took her companions to find the "Great Flood Service Provider" who had been waiting for business in the square all year round.

"You want to do a flood jump?"

The square-faced man who had dealt with Lin Sanjiu once was actually still soliciting business in the "City Hall"; the only difference from last time was that he now had a faint worry on his face—probably because he Like most people in the world, they are all covered by the power of Karma.

"Yes," Lin Sanjiu replied. The last time she was here, there was only one temple with a puppeteer beside her; this time besides him, there were three more companions—although she kept everyone else outside out of concern for Karma's power . "My companions and I need to go for a cloud walk."

"This..." The square-faced man gritted his teeth, as if he felt something was very difficult.

"What's wrong?"

"I seem to have explained to you before... Where a person can go, half of it depends on that person. And since our Great Flood service provider was hit by the power of Karma, the ability of the Great Flood to jump began to emerge Change..." He said here, sighing. "I need to know the history of a person's life in order to know what destinations this person can go to. Among the many places that people can go to, there is not even a Twelve Worlds, which is not like before."

As if he was afraid that Lin Sanjiu would misunderstand, he hurriedly added: "Just know a general idea! Some sensitive information, you don't need to tell me... I have a few questions here, just answer them, but you must tell the truth .”

This new request, which was only recently produced, is really a bit weird—Lin Sanjiu was worried for a while, and asked Yuan Xiangxi to find other flood service providers to inquire about it, but he also got the same answer. Even Wan Lin, who ran errands for her last time and got the vaccine, also sent back Zhihe to confirm this statement.

What does a person's past experience have to do with where he can go in the future?

Lin Sanjiu thought about it for a while, but still couldn't figure out how this got entangled with Karma, so he put it down temporarily. Even Ji Shanqing didn't know the answer, and it was useless for her to think about it.

"It's probably impossible for us ordinary people to understand fate," the square-faced man said sadly, as if feeling his pulse, he pressed his hand on Lin Sanjiu's arm. "I've heard so many stories about karma and karma during this period of time, and I don't know if it's true...Oh, there are results."

"How is it?" Lin Sanjiu asked hastily. "Can I walk on the clouds?"

The square-faced man didn't speak for a while, but pressed his hand up again; after a while, he finally pursed his mouth and shook his head.

"You can't go anywhere," his expression almost suspected that he had made a mistake, "This is the first time I've seen someone who can't go anywhere, but can only stay in the Karma Museum... Could it be that you have committed some crimes ah?"

Lin Sanjiu was angry and funny—of course she didn't have clean hands and no blood; but compared with other evolutionaries, if she is also guilty of serious crimes, then there will be no good people in the world.

"Where's your companion?" The square-faced man asked, "You can't go, but you can see other people."

It was originally a parting that had been prepared for a long time... Lin Sanjiu sighed. There is always no difference between walking by yourself and walking with others.

Although she was mentally prepared, she did not expect that the next destination Qing Jiuliu could go to would not include walking in the clouds—not to mention Ji Shanqing and Yuan Xiangxi, they are not human beings in the first place, so they don’t need to travel. Flood jump—the only one who can go to walk in the clouds in the end is the puppeteer.

I started to stay up late again... I can't catch up with the progress.

PS: It is not because the puppeteer is not good at writing that he has to go offline! It's a plot requirement, and he has to go (thankfully) for this one.

Again PS: Actually, I have always wanted to say that there are no male characters in the doomsday in real life (and you can’t meet them). For some younger readers, please don’t create gender filters for men in real life. …I feel really guilty sometimes thinking about it.