Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 1958 Lin Sanjiu Received Service

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Lin Sanjiu took a low breath and stepped out of the courtyard.

The feeling of being stared at suddenly became intense and turbulent, and almost stunned her—in the sense, this was in the eyes of at least several people—but fortunately, she did not trigger any traps, and was not trapped by the words. After leaving Zhouxian's site, the corridor in front of him quietly extended forward, his gaze crossed an empty space, and one side of the rotunda could be vaguely seen.

It seemed that they hadn't doubted her yet; the reason they just watched her and didn't use other means was probably because they thought she was the ninth game creator and felt that words didn't work for her.

Before she came into the house with Zhouxian, she hadn't had this sense of being watched... So it seems that one might be that she was heard somehow when she declared herself in the rotunda; second, it might be Zhou. Xian has a way of secretly contacting other people, and has just passed a rumor letter to others.

Regardless of the reason, according to this logical reasoning, since most game creators think she is new, it proves that Poe has not contacted most people for the time being, so he will be treated for what he did. "The Ninth Man" showed good...If they had a secret communication method, as soon as Poe got in touch with others, wouldn't Yu Yuan be in danger? He broke away from his "container" and attached it to a corpse, which was much weaker than usual.

When Fang Zhouxian shut the door with a "bang", Lin Sanjiu just wanted to take out the [Hongyan Family Letter], but she held back in time—the feeling of being watched came from all around her body, and she couldn't guarantee that she wrote it. The word will not be seen.

How to contact Yu Yuan? You can't walk over it violently, right?

Lin Sanjiu walked quickly into the rotunda. When she passed a chair, she suddenly stretched out her hand and flew the chair far away—it hit a grain cabinet not far away, slamming. Amid the loud impact, he split his forks crookedly. She didn't realize how irritable she was until the sound stunned her.

"Hold it," Teacher Yi immediately reminded, "Don't accidentally reveal your true combat power."

Real combat power—if it were the argument for combat power, the sum of these people would be enough for Lin Sanjiu to warm up, and the loss to her would not exceed three band-aids. But it happened to be such a group of people, who told her to look forward and backward, feel distressed, and even don't know what to do with them. This kind of stubbornness is far more unhappy than being restrained by the strong.

Lin Sanjiu had to endure the pain, but he hated being restrained by his hands and feet. When she almost kicked the food cabinet out of a hole again, she held back her breath and thought for a while, turned her head and went straight to the next game creator's room.

The more they hid, the more she wanted to go straight ahead.

With the feeling of being stared at, she strode closer to a concrete room that still remained intact, raised her hand and knocked on the door. There is surveillance outside, and Yu Yuan can’t be contacted, so she can always be in the game creator’s room, right? If you want to know if they have a secret connection system, she can just come to the door to observe their reactions, right?

Almost at the same time as she knocked on the door panel with her fist, a lock cylinder rang behind the door; she was startled, stopped knocking and waited for a few seconds, but the door did not open. Obviously the person behind the door was busy locking the door. . A slightly vague male voice asked from behind the door: "Who is it?"

It seemed that Master Zhang... Just as Lin Sanjiu was about to open his mouth, he couldn't help but pause.

She just raised her hand here, and the door started to lock at the same time, and there was no sound of footsteps rushing towards the door; that Master Zhang had known that she was coming to her room, and had already stood at the door. Only then can he rush to lock the door first-he is probably one of the sources of gaze monitoring him. He didn't know yet, he couldn't get in even if he didn't lock the door.

"Hello, I am new here," Lin Sanjiu replied immediately.

"Oh?"

"I'm lost."

Master Zhang behind the door seemed to have never expected to hear such an answer, so he had to do it again: "...oh?"

What is it, is your mouth a goldfish? Hear again, she wants to smash the door with a punch and squash his face. All of these people have text protection, and they don't know what **** they are cautiously guarding against. Lin Sanjiu resisted the nameless fire and said, "Can you show me the way? If you are worried, you don't need to open the door completely, just open a slit and point the direction."

As long as there is a gap, she can force the door to enter by force-the surveillance after coming to herself can be blocked by her with her own body; as for Master Zhang, she is sure to take his Cry to death.

Master Zhang paused, not knowing what he was thinking, and then slowly replied: "How do I know where your room is? I can't help even if I want to help."

Obviously only one of the nine rooms is vacant, and the rest is occupied by the eight of them. Where else can the room for the newcomer be?

This Master Zhang's nonsense was one set after another, and it would be a pity if he didn't die once-Lin Sanjiu opened his mouth and was about to talk, suddenly his heart shook, and hurriedly bit his tongue.

Of course the other party knew which room the newcomer would be, and Master Zhang clearly wanted to test it out to see if the newcomer knew he knew. Since Lin Sanjiu is going to play the ninth man, there is no reason to know what happened before his arrival.

"Then what should I do?" She pretended to be disappointed and sighed. "I will start writing games soon. What will happen if I don't go back?"

Master Zhang did not say anything. This is also expected.

"I've decided what game I want to write," Lin Sanjiu muttered, taking two steps away from the door, and turned around to leave, "I want to confiscate their abilities..."

"You are so naive," Master Zhang did not hold back and opened the door, but he still did not open the door. He only posted behind the door and said: "Even if the penalty for losing the game is to extract their ability, it cannot be added in the end. On yourself, do you think we haven't tried it?"

"But the eldest brother told me just now that he succeeded..."

"Wait a minute," Master Zhang heard her voice go further and further, opened the door quickly, poked out her head and cried out: "Did you say Zhou Xian?"

Lin Sanjiu walked back slowly, and responded vaguely. When she approached the half-fat face in the crack of the door, she pressed the doorknob with one hand, and pushed the door and the people into the house together with her strength—"I can't stay too long!" She opened the door behind the door. When the teacher fell down, she hadn't forgotten to shout aloud.

"You, what are you doing..." The flesh of Master Zhang's face fluctuated, anger and white: "You guy—"

Lin Sanjiu released a small group of consciousness and stopped in the crack of the door (Teacher Yi took the time to say "Yes, I used it again"), and he didn't even look up at the internal environment of the room, so he quickly lowered his head and pulled out the [Hongyan Family Letter], Take out the pen and leave a message to Yu Yuan.

If Master Zhang didn’t lock the door, he would realize that this humble man in front of him was not one of the creators of the game; but he locked the door, so he didn’t expect Lin Sanjiu to be strong because she didn’t open it. The door’s authorization, so angry that Xingzi spit out a few drops from his dark red lips: "What? Do you still want to robbery? You are a novice who don’t know the fart, do you know, don’t you text? The creator of the game is ineffective, let alone protect me!"

Lin Sanjiu turned a deaf ear to what he said. The last sentence of the last conversation was still the sentence she left to Yu Yuan, "Wait a minute." She didn’t know what he was doing now; It's coming out. You have to be careful, I suspect there is..."

Before the word "Yes" was finished, there was a beep in the room.

Lin Sanjiu raised his head suddenly.

This place was set up as the presidential suite of the hotel, which seemed to be the exaggerated royal style of ten years ago; she was standing in the entrance hall with Master Zhang at the time, and a telephone was placed on the long table near the wall of the entrance.

"Hey," Poe's voice rang from the phone, "The girl just now, what's her name, little devil, she's not dead. Just tell you to see the situation, you have to start and wait. I'll start again in two days."

Master Zhang slowly turned his head towards Lin Sanjiu.