Doomsday Wonderland

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Facts have proved that although the puppeteer and Lin Sanjiu are at odds with each other, without any one of them, this copy will be much more troublesome.

Seeing the beautiful white-haired goose approaching "patters", Lin Sanjiu hurriedly yelled "Don't let it go into the aisle!", the big goose stopped outside and stood up. From a distance, he avoided the thousands of white arms that were constantly stretching and scratching. There are piles of snacks like a small hill between it and the two, and black eyes like beans are staring at the direction of the puppeteer.

"Where did it go to the store? What did it see?" Lin Sanjiu still drove [Consciousness Mimic], and asked while pondering, "Do you have a way to know?"

The puppeteer snorted, not even bothering to answer her last question. He didn't know what technique he used, and quickly got the information it had detected from Big Goose during this period of time.

The store looks small on the outside, but there are eight shelf areas and two cold fresh areas inside. In each shelf area, there are four large shelves standing back to back, and one shelf is a kind of goods; in the cold and fresh area is a row of freezers connected end to end, mainly containing dairy products, fruits and vegetables, and freshly squeezed juices. A type of food that needs to be kept fresh.

Unlike Lin Sanjiu, this big goose ran down all the way, and there was no product that caught it. So although it ran through every place in this store, it was the same No abnormalities were found in the ground-from the detection information of Big Goose, it looked like an ordinary store.

Lin Sanjiu pondered for a while, and asked, "Don't you even see a broken jar and a knocked over sample dish?"

Across the small mountain-like food pile, the head of the goose that came out shook left and right. I didn't know if it meant it, or didn't pay attention.

"We have to let it look for it again," Lin Sanjiu smiled bitterly. Facing the near-dead dilemma, Ji Shanqing's mind also felt strenuous: "Any clue can't be let go! Even the wall paint There is a crack, and I must know too."

Big Goose rolled his eyes at her and turned away. Ironically, the puppeteer specifically removes the soul of people and turns them into dolls; but the special items under his hands are more humane.

Lin Sanjiu watched the big goose wobbled and disappeared, and heard its owner ask: "...Why?"

She paused and replied: "Those data bodies have changed this copy beyond recognition. Now we are like answering questions on a test paper, but the questions are all obliterated. If we don't understand the rules of the game, we naturally I'm helpless, I don't know which step I stepped into the trap. But even if it's a data body, they can't change the fundamental nature of this copy-for example, if the question is gone, we always have to give us a test paper. Nothing. With a piece of paper, there is no such test. Basic operating rules like this cannot be moved."

"Do you think this'test paper' is the hidden information that must be contained in this copy?"

"Yes—such as the broadcast." Lin Sanjiu felt that his ability to speak seems to be slowly fading, and said as clearly as possible, "I am curious why the data body is not deleted as well; if all the tips are Delete all the way out, so no matter how we struggle, we will definitely be trapped here. But after thinking about it, I understand. The basic core of the copy is involved, although they can be deleted, but they cannot be deleted. Deleted and changed , This copy may also collapse."

"I don't see it, the smart person you hired is really useful. But after all that, what should I do now?" the puppeteer asked coolly.

"Wait." Lin Sanjiu sighed.

"Wait? Wait, you and I can't even speak."

"Then you have to wait. The only way to solve this dilemma now is to see how much information we can get from the blockade of those data bodies."

The puppeteer was silent for a while, and said lightly: "I don't think you can get much. Since they are here prepared, naturally they will not leave us a good end." His words clearly did not carry a trace of hope, listen. Still not depressed-as if things should be like this.

"Try not too much," Lin Sanjiu said heavily, "Before the last second, I absolutely - no, even if I die, I will drag the corpse out even if I become a ghost!"

The puppeteer chuckled softly and said nothing, and the two fell into waiting silence.

Another hour passed quickly. During this period of time, countless arms protruding from the shelves showed no signs of retracting; and the worst thing was that the impact of becoming potato chips really began to eat away. Two of them. Lin Sanjiu had already turned off [Consciousness Mimicry], and quietly felt that she was paralyzed bit by bit-when things had developed to this point, the information about her consciousness had long been exposed. ; She turned off mimicry just to save a little effort.

When the time came, the second broadcast also rang: "Mrs. Cleveland, is your bag zipper broken? I'll give you a zipper. Please don't sue me for falling."

zipper?

It wasn't until the broadcast was over that Lin Sanjiu suddenly woke up from his drowsiness. He felt that his mind seemed to be distracted and trembling, and it was even difficult to concentrate. She tried four or five times in a row before finally re-opening the mimicry skills with difficulty; fortunately, the movement of consciousness had not been completely cut off. Once the ability was opened, her thinking finally slowly became clear again.

This is the second time the radio mentions wrestling... she thought silently. Two consecutive broadcasts were made around wrestling. It seems that this incident is the core of the prompt... Although I still can’t understand the connection between "wrestling" and resolving my own dilemma, there should never be a mistake starting from here.

When she was thinking, she heard the sound of "Papa Papa" again not far away; raising her eyes with difficulty, she happened to meet a pair of black beans above the snack hill—the big goose is back!

"Puppeteer, can you still talk?" Lin Sanjiu said the words dry and slowly, with great effort.

She waited fearfully for a while, still silence in her ears. When her heart sank straight down, she suddenly heard a faint noise, which vaguely merged into a slurred sentence: "It has discovered this time."

The so-called discovery, in fact, is not really great news. Because Lin Sanjiu said that no matter what trivial matters, he would come back to tell her, so the big goose did his duty: all the information it brought back was trivial without exception.

Even the vague voice cannot conceal the impatience of the puppeteer-"There is a label in the fourth shelf area for the price", "The machine that grills hot dogs on the cash register always emits a kind of "Weird taste", "I found out that Coke Zero was out of stock when I passed the beverage cabinet", "There was a stain on the ground in the cold fresh area and no one wiped it", "There are expired biscuits that continue to be sold"...

"Wait," Lin San drunkard stopped the puppeteer in a fascinating manner: "The stains in the chilled area? You let him talk about it."

The big goose glanced at her numbly.

"On the ground near the freezer, there is a yellow stain, about the size of two slaps. It seems that something has done it. What's the point?"

"Yellow...what does it smell? Does it feel sticky to the touch?"

"Who would smell it! This is what the goose said. It also said that it looks very sticky because it has a piece of hair stuck on it." The puppeteer speaks extremely hard, but he has to spend all his energy on describing a stain. It sounds more and more unhappy.

Lin Sanjiu's tone was a bit eager: "You should let it go back to the chilled area! It's best to lick the stain again-why did it open its mouth?"

"It said it would bite you."

"Wait, this is really important." Lin Sanjiu was anxious, but his tongue was so heavy that he almost stirred the words in one place: "You tell it, if it is sweet when licked, and the viscosity is fresh, it will Look carefully next to the freezer-there must be something that doesn't belong to this store!"

The big goose gave her a gloomy look, quite like a master. It finally left, and was ordered to lick a stain on the ground—the puppeteer seemed to be stunned by curiosity: "What's the matter? Tell me."

"There are two wrestling talks on the broadcast, and it must be the key to breaking the predicament." Lin Sanjiu himself is also half guessing, half speculating, which can be said to be completely unfounded: "The first broadcast clue may be virtual. , It may indeed have left marks in the store. But the second broadcast clue is different. It pointed out that Mrs. Cleveland’s satchel zipper was broken—and it was broken when he fell."

The puppeteer is not a fool, and immediately said: "Do you suspect that Mrs. Cleveland dropped something when she wrestled in the store?"

"Yes! It reminds us that she wrestled again and again. There must be a purpose-based on the correlation between the information at the moment, all I can think of is what she fell. If you want to find this thing, you have to find her wrestling. The place; and the news that the big goose brought back provided us with a possibility. Maybe the stains near the chilled area were the cause of her fall."

"Then you let it lick the stain, and say whether it is sweet or not..."

"This is what I just guessed." Lin Sanjiu smiled embarrassedly-she is still in the mimicry of a gift bag. If she changes herself, she will definitely not be embarrassed in front of the puppet master: "A good one. In the shop, why did the yellow liquid suddenly appear on the ground? I suspect that the drink from the chilled area was spilled...not only because it is sticky, but the stain area is not large, as if it was accidentally spilled."

As soon as she finished saying this, the "click" of the goose's paw hit the ground again-the big goose came back with an unhappy look, and there was something in his mouth.