Doomsday Wonderland

Lin Sanjiu knew very well that he was not crazy.

She knew that she almost subconsciously opened the "seed" and almost swallowed the gift package; she also knew that she had fallen into a state of extreme urgency and thirst in the past day—but she didn't go crazy, and her thinking was still clear.

Even at this moment, when the roar was still lingering in the depths of her mind, she was still able to resist the trembling all over her body, and looked back at the gift bag.

"Yes, the data body is very limited, but its real advantage lies in 'knowledge', that is, data..."

Libao didn't notice the strangeness deep in Lin Sanjiu's mind, and was still chatting with Yuan Xiangxi. Looking carefully, whether it is the companions around him or the evolutionists in the distance in the office, they all look as usual; conversations, things at hand, the sound of heels walking towards them... nothing is disturbed .

"Come with me, please," a female evolutionist approached and glanced at the form in her hand. "The quantity you want is very large, we need to go to the warehouse... Well, yes, we can sample and test first."

Lin Sanjiu stood up along with his companions. Ji Shanqing knew that she was not feeling very well, so she naturally took over all procedures such as negotiation and handover; she only needed to follow her friends, nod occasionally, and agree with her, and no one could see what was wrong with her. Something is wrong.

…although no one but her heard the howl, it wasn't a hallucination.

Lin Sanjiu's consciousness storage is like a small thick, upside-down lake, located far away in the depths of the world in her mind; in the past, whenever she called Teacher Yi, from the surface of the lake, she would see It will sway with twists and turns, forming the voice and outline of Mr. Yi.

It is said to be a "voice", but it is actually just an exchange of ideas; no one can hear Teacher Yi's words except herself.

At this time, the lake and the sea were still there, but under her repeated calls, it was not Teacher Yi who floated up. It was as if the waves had suddenly been cut apart by some furious force, revealing a howl from the other side of the universe—again, no one could hear it but herself.

Perhaps the source of the anomaly comes from consciousness?

Lin Sanjiu checked his consciousness, but he still didn't find anything wrong. If she is really mentally unstable like when she crossed the space, then her consciousness will also be broken and intermittent; but except for the disappearing Teacher Yi, everything is fine.

"So according to what you told me, in essence, a unit of 'gift package energy' is exchanged for the 'spaceship fuel' formed by writing a unit of 'gift package energy' without the 'currency' written by a unit of 'gift package energy'. The 'ship fuel' is much..."

I don't know what they were discussing just now. Yuan Xiangxi's words were so confusing; Unable to simply ignore it—Ji Shanqing said almost angrily: "What kind of conclusion are you talking about?"

"A unit of 'gift package energy' is not as valuable as an equivalent amount of Twelve Realm currencies," Yuan Xiangxi said with a look of reason, "This is the result of logical deduction, you can't be angry with logic."

"If you are dead, is your logic dead too?"

The large sum of money needed to buy fuel naturally had to be squeezed out of the gift bag; at this time, the donor was very unhappy, but Yuan Xiangxi didn't seem to notice it, and added: "Ah, that's why you have to write so many Twelve Realm currencies, when they all flow into the market, the Twelve Realm inflation will increase, and the value of your 'gift package energy' will go up."

The ghost with one living leg patted Ji Shanqing's shoulder very familiarly, showing his white teeth almost innocently: "Libao, you are so cunning."

When a conclusion is both true and absurd, even Ji Shanqing, who is as smart as Ji Shanqing, was so angry that he didn't know where to refute it, so he just stomped his feet and said, "...Don't call me a gift bag!"

Lin Sanjiu hopes that he can become a paperweight, stand in this moment forever, hold down this scene forever, and prevent time from washing it away.

Maybe she can put the gift bag and her companions into the "seed" and into her body.

But at this moment, the crowd on the aisle not far from Heishiji was crowded, the voices, the heat and the cool night blended together, and somewhere someone was playing the piano and singing.

Groups of lanterns floating in the night sky cast circles of halo around them; Yuan Xiangxi's eyes lit up when he slapped his hands, Ji Shanqing's cheeks were slightly flushed from anger, and the female Yue Han Suiping opened her mouth wide when she heard that the gift package could be used to write currency, and Han Suiping touched her nose when she pretended to understand... Everything like this, she couldn't reproduce, couldn't reproduce, she had no choice but to hold on tightly.

There was an energy dealer by my side just now, and this discussion seems to have been held back until now. It was not until they walked under the night sky again that you and I talked endlessly.

Although evolutionists have various methods, when such a large amount of fuel is involved, there is no better way to transfer it than arranging time and transporting it by truck—but within 20 minutes, Ji Shanqing and the woman evolved The author negotiated all the details; but he also seemed to know that Lin Sanjiu probably didn't listen much just now.

"Their earliest delivery date is the day after tomorrow,"

When everyone left the black crystal cube and walked out, Li Bao whispered to Lin Sanjiu: "Sister, I know you don't want to wait for an extra day or two...but it will be over in the blink of an eye, I promise."

The gift bag that once tried everything possible to separate herself from her friends... Now she will comfort her softly when she has to reunite with her companions a day or two later.

"It's okay." When Lin Sanjiu said these words, it was more like to make the gift bag feel at ease. "I'm not in a hurry...I have you guys here."

A day or two... She could almost feel that extra heart beating in her mouth when she thought she had another day or two to get the fuel—as if she could just keep her teeth on it With that heart returning to its owner, there is no need to wait for fuel.

"This time it went really well," Lin Sanjiu deliberately forced himself to divert his attention, and said, "We've only been out for a few hours, and we've finished the matter."

As if an antenna had suddenly been erected on his head, Han Suiping became a little nervous, and asked, "What's next? Are you going back?"

"Do you still want to continue shopping?" Nv Yue asked.

"Well... if it's inconvenient, I understand." Han Suiping's "understanding" seemed to be very difficult and hard-won, because he immediately said unwillingly: "I mainly heard that there are similar networks in the Twelve Realms. The same thing, I want to find out what is going on. Also, I also hope to find some items that can overcome the language barrier, look at other world materials, books..."

Lin Sanjiu smiled slightly.

It seems that not long ago, like Han Suiping, she suddenly bumped into an unexpected and bizarre world, full of strange sights and wonders that she could never finish seeing in her lifetime—her first twelve At that time, even a steamed stuffed bun stand on the side of the road could arouse her interest and curiosity.

At that time, the doomsday had just opened the world behind the curtain to her.

Nuyue suddenly sighed.

"If you don't want to go back yet, you don't have to go back now." Nv Yue lowered her eyelids and said calmly, "This is not... not your home world anymore. Of course, you, a newly evolved person, may not be safe , but whether you stay or go back, the decision, choice and corresponding consequences are your own. No one can force you."

Before Han Suiping could reply, she added: "I can walk with you for a while longer."

"I also want to figure out my left foot," Yuan Xiangxi patted Han Suiping's shoulder and said.

Lin Sanjiu looked back at them.

This feeling is hard to describe... The friends she met one after another in the doomsday world are now standing side by side. Gradually, whether it is an old friend who has dealt with before or a newcomer who meets for the first time, a new river begins to flow between them, and new branches grow.

In time... Exodus might become a home she never even dreamed of.

She raised her hand and wiped her eyes quietly, not wanting to be noticed. When she put down her hand, her eyes swept over her arm; immediately, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but startled.

The line of the ballpoint pen, which seemed to be obviously thicker this morning, now looks like it has returned to its original shape - a thin stroke, which almost made her miss it.

what happened?

Could it be that "meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign country" will also be exhausted?

Lin Sanjiu raised his head, wanting to call out Libao and let him see what's going on.

She turned her head to the left.

She didn't know why she made a misjudgment at that moment; Ji Shanqing was clearly walking on her right, and she didn't know it.

On the other side of the stone road, under the hustle and bustle of noise and lights, there is a flow of people slowly moving in the opposite direction; among the men and women with different faces, it is almost as if someone stretched out his hand and pulled Lin Sanjiu's eyes fell on one of them—

Lin Sanjiu stopped abruptly.

Under the messy short black hair, it seemed that there was always the same stinky face. She remembered that she had a thought before, if she stretched out her hand to stroke his eyebrows, would she find a few vertical lines that appeared too early for that young face.

"... Kurosawa?" She called hoarsely.

She didn't dare to speak too loudly, as if she was afraid that she would be punished if she got it wrong. As soon as the words were uttered, they melted beyond the lips and teeth.

After countless people's conversations, footsteps, livelihoods, breathing and drifting with the crowd, Kurosawa Ji turned his head in her direction in the next second.

"...Lin Sanjiu?"

As he stopped suddenly, the other person beside him couldn't help casting his gaze. The man looked at Lin Sanjiu from a distance, but didn't recognize who she was, and his face was blank.

"Who is that? Seems familiar..." Li Zhijun asked, "Do you know her?"