Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 1891 Remember the name of this world?

Lin Sanjiu stretched out his hand and lowered the sheet on his head, making sure that he only had one chin left.

To say that the only good thing about this weird town is that it is weird. If someone changes to another place, someone wraps himself up tightly with sheets and walks on the road, he will definitely arouse a lot of attention and suspicion; at this moment, the calves who come and go from her eyes keep stopping. , It seems that no one has paid much attention to her.

Lin Sanjiu smiled bitterly.

Unexpectedly, she would rather try dozens of times to order a sheet instead of taking out special items—not only because special items may not be effective in this place, but more importantly, how can a copy use special items? Woolen cloth?

Fortunately, evolutionary abilities and special items are either dulled or slumbered...otherwise, if she makes a move when she is ignorant, she will immediately become the target of public criticism, right?

Although he didn't know what was going on, Lin Sanjiu was sure that everyone walking in front of him was essentially a copy.

It's funny to say, before this conjecture appeared, she was like a headless fly crashing between various mysteries; once there was a conjecture, it was very simple to prove it.

"Have you dealt with many evolvers recently?"

When Lin Sanjiu followed the truck driver into the town, he asked nonchalantly on the surface, but in fact he almost got nervous in his belly. She deliberately asked very vaguely. After all, the fact that the other party is a copy is really what people think and how difficult it is to put it. "What's the chance of their successful completion...how?"

"I have been quite leisurely these days."

As the truck driver said, he sighed—it was a miracle that he didn't hear the heartbeat of Lin Sanjiu's chest.

He continued: "I suspect that it was an evolutionary who put the news about me in the'dream of one hundred thousand worlds'. Now the people in my area seem to be alert. When I saw a truck appearing on the road from a distance, I immediately went around the circle."

Lin Sanjiu forced himself, slowly inhaled and exhaled slowly, pressing down every muscle in his body that he wanted to tremble.

The amount of information in this sentence is far more than it looks on the surface-he is indeed a copy; but if the location of the copy is the truck, what about him? Is it a dungeon creature or a dungeon host?

No matter which one, it is obvious that these "dungeons" have already broken the rules, not only can leave the instance, but they can even take their instance with them: the truck driver is driving the truck, and the red T-shirt is carrying his car. hostel.

"The area that I can cover is the four or five streets. Once they bypass those streets, I can't help it. I can only drive on the streets over and over again, hoping to meet a few people who haven't heard the news. Unlucky."

"I am not the same as those who enjoy hunting..." The truck driver frowned and suddenly asked, "You said, why do we have to be driven by this instinct to swallow as many evolutionaries as possible?"

The copy actually produces this kind of self-recognition and self-examination? Could it be that he didn't want it either?

Lin Sanjiu was speechless for a while, so he had to sigh to confuse him.

"How are you?" After a few seconds of silence, the truck driver asked again, "You are of this type, but it's relatively rare."

When he came, Lin Sanjiu quietly wiped the sweat from his palms on his long coat.

"I envy you," she said, her voice dry under tension, and she coughed, "I can't actively search for evolvers... I can only put a few threads out when the time is up, and whoever counts. What happened to those people? I don't know whether the old friends they met were friends or enemies."

She thought about it again and again, and felt that the copy of 【Looking in a Hometown Knowing Before】is such a running program; if it is wrong, if there is something she doesn't know yet—

"It's the same kind of torture as me." The truck driver nodded, "Even if no one is around, I have to keep trying..."

Cleared!

Lin Sanjiu exhaled silently, still feeling the lingering tremors on his skin.

Sure enough, thanks to the copy line on the arm, the people here—no, the copy people here also regarded her as a copy.

No wonder they all fell together. Everyone was very friendly to her, but the puppeteer became a caged bird; no wonder the red T-shirt felt that she had the ability to "find people as soon as she looked".

But this shows that the copy of [Meeting Old Knowledge from Afar] is not here? Not every copy can come to this place?

Although Lin Sanjiu still had countless questions in her mind, she knew that she could not spend too long with the truck driver.

I'm afraid that leaking is only one aspect; on the other hand, although she uses a long coat to hide her face as much as possible, but the red T-shirt now knows that she has a problem, she will definitely not ignore her. If his warning is spreading in the town, she must get out of the car before it touches the truck driver.

Between the dungeon and the dungeon, it was very friendly and friendly; Lin Sanjiu casually found an excuse, the truck driver nodded at her, and invited her to sit with him next time—"We all need to find an evolutionary, maybe Can we work together?"

Lin Sanjiu didn't know what he answered.

After she wrapped herself in the sheets, she found out that her back was sweaty under this thin and fragile sense of security.

Can't delay...you must find the puppeteer as soon as possible, and then go out as soon as possible.

The copy of this place does not seem to be inspired, it is more like the "shell" of the real copy-otherwise, she can't get out of the yard of the carp pond, nor can she walk out of the small woods-but the more flat on the surface, the more in her heart The more unstable.

This kind of peace is totally unreasonable.

It stands to reason that Lin Sanjiu has been exposed, but she walked around the town for most of the time, and the "search team" she imagined did not appear-it was like a red T-shirt without a word, hiding her whereabouts. of. Why?

Before she could think of a result, she suddenly stopped on the empty ground outside the town.

Lin Sanjiu slowly opened the sheets, staring into the distance without blinking.

Her guess was correct... she finally found it.

The one in the distance seemed to be an unrecognizable pale giant who had been swollen and swollen. At first glance, there was still a gray and shabby white swan swimming ring stuck around his waist. The swimming ring looks too small, sinking deep into the swollen, snow-white, vesicle-like skin; only those who have walked through the lake for a time can tell that it is a ship with an empty bottom and a reduced size. Cruise ship.

In the thick green lake beside him, there was still a dark figure floating.

Too sleepy, finally finished writing, goodbye friend