Doomsday Wonderland

...this can be troublesome.

Lin Sanjiu slid silently and stiffly on the roof, silently snoring in his heart, secretly praying that this morning should not wind. She could feel the four tea brothers in her trouser pockets being squeezed in and out, not knowing what to do, not having a moment to spare; but she couldn’t say a word now, but she hoped that the undulations of her trousers should not be projected. .

After all, she can't be found any strange now.

"How long will it take to squeeze," a thin voice rang through the cloth. "Hey, can you hear it? Why don't you ignore us?"

She can of course hear, but she can't talk or move now.

Lin Sanjiu did not expect it. When she thought that there was no one in the store, she was suddenly attacked. The physical projection is exactly the same as her own, but there is no fighting power - this point, the table on [Party B designer] has been explained very clearly - almost no chance to avoid it, the head of the physical projection is broken. The glass door flew straight into the air.

At that time, she was taken aback and almost jumped off the projector; fortunately, she suddenly reacted in time, and restrained herself.

...... The small camera that I bought specifically yesterday, it seems to have rolled off as the head flew out; after a few turns of the picture, she appeared in front of the store with a floor and a solid projection hand - that she The familiar hand, at this time, is softly falling on the ground, the five fingers are weakly half-twisted, and the blood of a pool is slowly opening from the direction of the wrist.

Logically speaking, even if the physical projection is cut off, it will still be based on Lin Sanjiu, and it will remain in an upright posture; the reason why it will fall on the floor now is because of her quick response and decisively backward. The reason for falling down and falling straight down was that the teas were squeezed out.

She didn't put tea into the projector as a raw material, so don't worry that they would be projected.

...but what now?

Lin San wine lies on the platform of the projector, a bit dumbfounded.

"Entity projection" is obviously a very good idea, why is it so embarrassing? What happened in the end, will she lead her alone on the roof, can't move and stare at the sky? She had already made a very good plan, but who could think of the sudden change of things so that even the plan could not be implemented?

"You are a fallen seed? Come over and clean the store for me." After a noise, the boy's voice suddenly broke into her ear.

Ah, the original headphones can still be used.

Lin San wine felt that his head seemed to be picked up by the boy because his voice sounded very close.

"I am going to turn the light a little, you stand up the body against the wall - what are you doing? Clean up!"

Has the long foot gone in?

The boy's footsteps rang, always close to the ear; then a murmur told her that her head seemed to be placed on the table. From the image from the small camera, Lin Sanjiu saw his "corpse" dragged and pulled, and the hand swayed off the ground and disappeared from the camera.

It seems that as long as you no longer act, the physical projection will be like a real corpse.

Taking advantage of the opportunity that the lights have not been twisted, Lin Sanjiu quickly closed his eyes that had been blown dry by the wind. Now that the head was carefully looked at by the boy, she couldn’t keep her eyes closed anymore; if she couldn’t help but blink, she could see everything. The eyelids of the dead corpses that were originally opened may also be closed due to vibration. This is not to worry about causing suspicion.

"This is the [Pygmalion Collar]."

There was a word from the boy that sighed.

When this sentence came into the ear, Lin Sanjiu suddenly mentioned a heart - it seems that the boy really took out the collar under the bandage.

Did he wear it?

She erected her ears and dared not let go of a sigh. After a few seconds, she didn't hear the "啪" that the collar opened and closed. Instead, she heard the sound of the drawer being pulled open and put it in something - she was finally relieved.

It should not be worn... This is really lucky. If the boy really puts on the collar, he may soon find something wrong.

Because it was too long, she couldn't remember whether she had told Luzer and Mather about the Pygmalion collar when she was in the extremely warm hell. However, this collar has been with her for a long time and almost became her symbol. One, in case, just in case, she also prepared a collar on the neck of the physical projection.

The boy had already heard of the name of the collar, and it was for this reason that he deliberately chose to cut her head.

"But now at least ten minutes have passed," said Teacher Yi in her mind. "Once the time is 30 minutes, the power of description will be invalid. You can't describe it again, otherwise it will be there. The head will follow the opening!"

Lin Sanjiu collected a lot of metal such as blades, and used [the power of description] to turn them into a collar. This morning, he manipulated the physical projection to put it on.

"He opened the drawer after ten minutes. If he found that the collar became a pile of metal pieces, it would still make him suspicious." Teacher Yi whispered, "And your physical projection can only last for two hours, time After that..."

"Wait," Lin Sanjiu suddenly interrupted her in her mind. "You listen."

At this moment, there was a long vague word in the earphone: "...what do you put the head into the box?"

After the words of the fallen seeds, she also felt that the sound from the headphones was a little wrong; the boy’s voice was still close at hand, but it was like a layer of ambiguity--"The fallen species should not be casual Opening, I don't want to hear you talking."

Long seems to be stunned and quiet. There was another murmur in Lin San wine headphones, mixed with the sound of the door switch and the sound of the paper flipping; when all the noises fell, she could clearly feel that her head was locked in a narrow space. - Because the footsteps and sweeping sounds in the store are far apart.

Lin San wine hesitated and opened his eyes slightly. A line of blue sky filled the gap between her eyelids; after a while, I saw no response in the headphones, she slowly reopened her eyes.

The four round leaves stood by her head in a row, staring at her with small eyes, not knowing when to get out of the trouser pocket. They seem to like to look at her like this.

"Are you a stroke?" asked the third child with concern. "I have only heard of it before, but I saw it for the first time."

"Fortunately, you are still alive," the fourth child is very gentle. "If you go after a trip, if you have a stroke, how can you do it?"

Lin Sanjiu turned their eyes to them - if she had a stomach, she could not say it.

"Our companionship task is almost finished," or the boss is very understanding. "A pot of tea can provide five days of tea companionship, and we will go to the reincarnation after the companionship."

Reincarnation?

These fat leaves are meant to tell her when she can't move or talk!

Now that the head is put in the box, then as long as there is no sound... Lin Sanjiu thinks of it here, watching the round leaves slowly open their mouths. The eyes of the four brothers were attracted to the past, watching her lips stretch together for a while, shaking their heads and saying: "There is no sound, I don't understand."

How dare she speak normally in the presence of an evolutionist?

Lin San wine was angry and anxious. He could only carefully squeeze out a slight faint airflow between his lips and teeth. He asked with a low voice: "When is it going?"

"This afternoon," the old man said of course, "You are drinking tea five afternoons ago."

"Help... I am busy."

"what?"

"Burning...burning the store," Lin San said with a sigh of relief, "burning my physical projection."

If the store lost her body after the fire, it would naturally be thought that the fire was related to the body; if the personality started to investigate who put the fire, it would be great, that is, they were completely introduced. Wrong way - they will never think of setting fire to the store, it will be four round tea leaves.

Four round tea leaves have bitter face.

"……please."

"Let's try it," looked at each other. The round tea leaves sighed and said, "This is a bit harder."

It takes a few pieces of tea to set fire to it. It sounds a bit unbelievable - if today's development is too big for her plan, she will not be forced to come up with this policy.

"The fire is burning, I am going to find you." Lin Sanji looked at them with a slight smile: "When we go to the tea shop owner."

Although they are round and short, they are slow and vocal, but Lin Sanjiu still cherishes their companionship. As long as the fire can be burnt up, she has the possibility of smashing Luzer’s personality by eighty-nine percent, and the action is much more free: “...if she has a way to let you stay with me, it’s fine. ""

"Ah?" The four round tea leaves suddenly seemed to cry: "Can we not reincarnate?"