Doomsday Wonderland

One thousand one hundred and eighty-six The purpose of asking for special items

... The severe pain that felt like the bones in his body were about to be smashed to pieces had never made Lin Sanjiu feel so good. Along with the pain, what surged into her body was the strength that she felt as if she had been missing for half a lifetime. What was even more wonderful than the strength was that she finally regained control of her body.

Although she was dizzy from being photographed, Lin Sanjiu still struggled and twisted her body, trying to land on her feet. Under the strong attraction of the canvas, the X-ray machine screamed "creeping", as if it wanted to catch her and fall into the blank space of the canvas; thanks to the sharp eyes of the instructor, as soon as he saw her moving, he immediately shouted : "Put the painting away!"

The painter's clanging didn't know what he meant - Lin Sanjiu was used to using the canvas to attract others, and now that he was the target of the canvas, he couldn't help but feel secretly frightened by its power. When she was sucked over, she was like a piece of dead flesh. She only started to resist when she was sucked in front of her, which had almost no effect; her feet couldn't touch the ground at all, and her body was half-bent and sucked into the air, tightly attached to it. On the X-ray machine, she could only press her only right hand on the edge of the machine in vain. Her heartbeat was so strong that she thought she could hear it throughout the hospital.

"What are you shaking your head for?" The instructor became anxious and suddenly said "Oh": "Then I understand, you add her! Just finish the painting, right?"

Amid Lin Sanjiu's trembling resistance with trembling muscles, the swishing sound of the brush became her greatest hope. She felt that after the painter had spent as long as a meal, her body finally felt the reassuring gravity again, and fell back to the ground with a "bang".

With his chest heaving up and down, Lin Sanjiu wiped the cold sweat off his head and slowly got up from the ground after a while. It turned out to be such an amazing thing to be able to stand up straight again using my own muscles, legs and feet.

The painter stood to her left, unfolding a new painting with no artistic framing in his hand, and looked at her expectantly. The instructor stood to her right, with his hands on her waist, and a snow-white smile above her strong chest muscles and neck.

"Look, I said, no matter what kind of dilemma you are in life, as long as you use your imagination and your willpower..."

Lin Sanjiu turned a deaf ear to his voice, and just wiped his face lightly, and not surprisingly touched pieces of dried paint. She picked at her skin twice and found that a lot of black dust-like dry paint residue had seeped into the gaps between her nails - this was indeed the reason why Wei Xing left with peace of mind.

"Stop plucking your hair," the instructor looked over worriedly, "it's easier to go out with a black hole on your face."

Lin Sanjiu put down her hands and turned to look at the painter. Due to the fear of the aftermath, when she smiled, she felt that her muscles and lips were still tense: "Can you do the same procedure again?" Really? This time, don’t draw the guard in the room...yes, the one with the many black holes on his face. Move quickly."

In the ten minutes it took for the [Protective Field] to deplete and the lullaby to end, Kurosawa Masaru—if that was really Kurosawa Kagito and not a guard wearing his clothes—had deteriorated further. She couldn't see any trace of her friend on that face at all, and his body seemed to be a bunch of twisted and dry branches; he obviously got up slowly from the ground, and became "guarded" He became more and more thorough, and his body was gradually getting closer to standing upright.

Isn't it too late to drag him out now?

Waves of panic gnawed at her heart like rat teeth. Under her constant urging, the painter hurriedly moved to the back of the X-ray machine and started painting. After being hit by Lin Sanjiu just now, the front half of the X-ray machine There was a dent on the side; there was such a loud impact and muffled sound that it seemed like it was still buzzing in her ears.

She could only bite her nails and wait until the painting was finished.

"Well," the instructor hovered beside her like a moth that had discovered the light: "Are you satisfied with my guidance just now?"

"Satisfied." This was Lin Sanjiu's truth.

"So, as for my service fee..."

What does a special item need for a special item?

Lin Sanjiu glanced at him: "Do you need it? Or do you want to give it to Gong Daoyi?"

The painter moved very quickly, and within the few words they exchanged quickly, his painting was completed - a shocking attraction suddenly opened a big mouth in the room, and countless air currents wrapped around the human body, heading straight towards The X-ray machine collided with her; after another loud bang, the guard wearing Kurosawa Ji's clothes also hit the collapse of the X-ray machine just like she did just now.

The instructor grinned at the loud noise, and then smiled nonchalantly: "If you don't need it, I won't give it to anyone else."

Lin Sanjiu didn't care to talk to him at this time, and kept asking the painter to quickly add the image of the guard. As soon as the attraction disappeared, she hurriedly called out for the metal gauntlet; while being careful not to let her skin come into contact with the guard, she grabbed his arm and pulled him up from the ground.

Kurosawa Ji's clothes, trousers and boots hung loosely from the guard's shoulders and hips, making his body even more thin and twisted under the clothes; under Lin Sanjiu's unblinking gaze, he stood up straight After that, there was no more movement.

"...What?" Lin Sanjiu cautiously took half a step closer and took a closer look at his face.

The black hole on his face has not expanded to the extent of other guards, which may mean that his "guardization" has not been completely completed - otherwise, the first person he wants to arrest may be Lin Sanjiu.

Now how to do? The security status has not been completed, so after waiting outside for a while, will he slowly recover?

"But I still need my reward," the mentor's voice sounded from beside her again.

If the tutor's tone before could be described as sunny, positive, and annoying, then this time, there was something more in his voice - a voice that would not give up no matter what, so it made people feel vaguely dangerous. persistence.

Lin Sanjiu drew her attention back and turned to look at her mentor.

When she was sucked out, she secretly made up her mind that she would never be separated from the painter again in this life - this guy was so useful that he was surprised. If she deducts the two special items of painter and tutor, and then takes off the ones that have to stay [there must be people like this in your class], then she may have to dig out all the remaining special items to get enough Pay the bill.

The thoughts of calculating the number of items and trying to bargain with him suddenly melted like ice cubes when their eyes met.

Under her gaze, the instructor grinned slightly again. The corners of his mouth receded to both sides, revealing a row of white teeth.

"...the quantity will only become smaller and smaller in the future," he whispered, "a free suggestion, you'd better not lose any special items in the future."

Lin Sanjiu was startled, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up involuntarily.

"What... less and less?"

"Special item." There was no change in the instructor's face, but it was as if a cloud had floated over, blocking the original sunshine on his face. "... Copies devour copies, worlds crush worlds, objects destroy objects. You and I are the same."

What does it mean? Lin Sanjiu wanted to ask, but found that she couldn't open her mouth.

"...We are all part of the order. When the great flood comes, we and the order we represent will be buried in the depths of the flood together." The instructor's voice became lower and lower, as if his voice was rolling up from his throat. .

"I don't understand," she finally said, "what does this have to do with the flood..."

The instructor slowly raised a hand, and Lin Sanjiu suddenly took half a step back and stared at him closely. He didn't look like he was going to attack anyone. He just moved his fingers back and forth slightly, looked at them, and whispered: "They are soaked...Now, are you ready to pay the bill?"

If she understood correctly, the mentor seemed to have only one purpose in wanting those five special items, which was to destroy them - and it seemed that he would do this by any means necessary.

Lin Sanjiu swallowed softly, glanced at the guards, painters, and door openings beside her, and nodded.

"I know," she whispered, "I'm going to give you your five special items...but you have to give me two minutes first."

There was a red-faced man lying on the floor of the room.

The long pole-like weapon in the red-faced man's hand was lost to no one knows; but there should be something else on him, at least, the huge insect net that caught Wei Xing.

While ordering the painter to repeat the same trick, Lin Sanjiu's mind never stopped buzzing with various thoughts - but she couldn't even tell what exactly she was thinking about; she only had one thought, UU Reading www .uukanshu.net The pulse continued to beat, lingering.

...This item of mentor has been soaked by the flood.

He was sent by Gong Daoyi, which may mean that the flood at least came to where Gong Daoyi was and had the opportunity to soak this special item. And Gong Daoyi is not far away from her again... Is the Great Flood already in the same world as her?

When the red-faced man also hit the X-ray machine and made a third muffled sound, the instructor smiled with satisfaction. The red-faced man's black hole was just a few gradually opening gaps, and he would probably regain control as quickly as Lin Sanjiu; but before he could land on his feet and regain his strength, she had already rushed forward and hit her hard with the metal fist. on his temple.

Regardless of whether he would recover or not, he had no chance now.

The red-faced man has a complete body and high combat power. He is definitely good at redeeming special items. He could have walked sideways in Lava, but now he has fallen into this situation that no one expected. In this situation, nothing can be left behind. When Lin Sanjiu threw the first special item into his mentor's arms, his eyes suddenly lit up. His two palms as big as cattail leaf fans closed tightly, and the small plate shattered into powder in his palms.

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