Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 1859

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After Lin Sanjiu evolved, she has already destroyed how many buildings she personally destroyed, but when it comes to reconstruction, this is really the first time.

...And the reconstruction is far more difficult than she thought.

Especially during this process, she found that the effect of [Description Power] also had a time limit; every 30 minutes, she had to re-describe the room to prevent it from returning to ruins. Fortunately, this item seems to have no usage restrictions, she doesn't have to wait for it to cool down—so, if you use it to describe a spaceship, don’t you know if it will work?

If Yu Yuan is still alive, he can drive away Exodus...

"Are you going to go and turn around like this?" Teacher Yi said for the first time, "You paved half the floor, and you also erected two walls... Then what?"

"Good question," Lin Sanjiu stopped between the corners of the two walls and rubbed his still aching scalp: "...I think about it."

Now, this simple empty room is like a semi-finished model.

It has no ceiling and lacks two walls; the other half of the room has almost been swallowed by nature, and since she is not sure where it ends, she can't figure out the location of the door.

But... even if you find the location of the gate, can you really get out?

She stood on the floor in a daze for a while, her brows becoming more frowning. The weeds and vines were cleared, and most of the floor in the room was paved. The old debris in the room that had been rusted by time naturally emerged and exposed to her gaze one by one.

Even after so long, there is still an amazing amount of garbage here.

"What the **** is this room for?" She murmured, "There is no furniture at all, it's so big..."

Lin Sanjiu stretched out his hand and pulled a few times, and pushed aside several long wooden boards and rusty iron bars around him—these two things seemed to be the most, scattered all over the ground—with a few screws. When Dangdang fell to the ground, she drew a plastic bag from under a large broken wall brick. She trembled, and suddenly a choking dust threw up, and something thumped and fell to the ground.

...That is a roll of clothes.

Even if it has been eroded by time for so long, Lin Sanjiu can still recognize it at a glance. These sweaters were once brand new. There are five or six pieces in exactly the same style; each piece is of the same size and is neatly tied into a stack by plastic rope, which looks like a clothing dealer’s inventory.

"Congratulations on unlocking Tip Two," the voice of the copy suddenly rang, as if waiting for this moment long ago: "Look for clues from the debris."

Compared with the sound when she was pulling her hair just now, it was completely the difference between a recording and a lunatic.

Recording and lunatic?

This subconscious metaphor made her feel a little faintly. This copy... Could it be that it is possible...

"Let's find clues first," Teacher Yi interrupted her thoughts: "It's not too late to think about the others after going out!"

Lin Sanjiu sighed, tossed the clothes in his hands, and walked towards the **** all over the floor. I don’t know if it’s because of unlocking the second prompt, there seems to be more garbage.

When she threw the last screw to the ground, her body and face were all dirty. After burying my head in the noon sun and turning over the garbage for a few hours, the dust on my body was all stuck with sweat, and there was a thick layer of black trails.

"I don't know what I bought Exodus for," she grunted and sat down. "What if there is a spaceship, am I going to dig the trash here?"

"I'm a guide teacher in the Mechanics of Consciousness class, aren't they also helping you count the trash." Teacher Yi murmured.

"Speaking of this, how are your statistics?"

Teacher Yi whispered, and the statistical results appeared in her mind one by one.

Wood planks and plank fragments: 79 pieces, varying in size, but similar in texture. From the several complete wooden boards, it seems that they should all be rectangular wooden boards with uniform specifications and uniform use.

Iron frame, iron bar: the quantity is unknown. Some iron bars and frames have holes, which seem to be able to be assembled into a larger frame with screws.

Screw: This statistic is also meaningless. See above for its purpose.

"You only counted three things, and it was obvious that you were too lazy to forget it." Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but say.

"Nonsense, there are so many bits and pieces of trash, and it's terribly dirty, it makes me upset!" Teacher Yi immediately uttered a temper: "Moreover, these are your own inner thoughts."

"…Go on."

Clothes: 25 pieces in a bundle of five pieces. Each bundle is brand new clothes of the same size, never opened, and still has a tag.

Broken glass: five or six pieces, each piece is not small. The glass dross is long gone.

A push-type handle with a full surface paint. From the size, it should be on the window.

"Are you still listening?" Teacher Yi suddenly stopped.

Lin Sanjiu looked at the wooden board and a piece of iron in his hand, absent-mindedly, "Uh", and muttered: "I think...I know what this room is for."

After racking my brains and describing it for a few minutes, this semi-finished room is no longer empty-rows of iron shelves neatly stand on the concrete floor, blocking most of the daylight. The light is cut into long fingers, passing between the iron frame and the iron frame, reflecting the goods on each layer of wooden boards; the clothes wrapped in plastic are silently stacked in the shadows on each shelf .

"...A place like this is really a warehouse." Lin Sanjiu sighed for a long time, "and it's a clothing warehouse."

Strangely enough, on an item card that specifically emphasizes the power of description, there is very little description about itself—especially information about restrictions on use. There are many subtle limitations that can only be felt when using it: for example, although she guessed that wooden boards and iron bars may be part of the shelf, just relying on these garbage-like debris is not enough "basic facts" ".

She had to do it herself, barely pieced together the shape of an iron frame, and put up a few wooden boards that were so rotten that they had grown insects, and finally used [the power of description] to make them stand on their feet and look new again. —But to be honest, since she has all set up the shelves, whether they are new or old, more or less, what's the difference in fact?

"Practice your hands,"

Lin Sanjiu said softly. As she walked between the shelves, she gently ran her fingers across the goods, casting a long shadow on the concrete floor. This shows that the sun has passed the center of the sky and started to tilt toward the west. Five or six hours passed in a flash, and the little progress she had made did not seem to help leave at all.

"Go on, are there any other sundries?"

Teacher Yi was silent for half a second, and suddenly said: "In the debris, you just found some gray-white fragments. I somehow always thought about it, so I just called up the images of those fragments and checked them carefully. Again."

"and then?"

"No wonder I can't forget it all the time, because it's so familiar." Teacher Yi sighed, "...After putting it together, I found that they are bones."

Lin Sanjiu was startled.

"From the perspective of the size and thickness of the bones, it may be the bones of some large animal, or it may be human bones." Teacher Yi thought for a while and added: "Considering that there are more people than cows now, I think it should be the latter. "