Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 2002 You come here, painter

The speed of the ground ship was not fast. For several hours, it had been floating in the sky unhurriedly, and gradually sailed into the night.

Lin Sanjiu had never known where the spaceship was going, but to be honest, she couldn't tell the difference at the moment: because several hours had passed, she was still helpless about the stubborn and indifferent plastic letters in her hands.

After driving into the night, the puppet master threw them all out of the cockpit for some unknown reason—Lin Sanjiu suspected that it was because he didn’t like people sitting next to him when he was resting, unless it was necessary—she had no choice but to hold Packs of writing paper, holding [eBay], and leading Jotans behind him, as well as the life mentor, the goddess, and the painter who temporarily called for ideas, they all sat down in the restaurant together.

The dining room, which once accommodated dozens of crew members, was now empty, glowing stainless steel under incandescent lights. Every sigh of Lin Sanjiu spread far and wide.

"If he is so powerful, can he 'interpret' the transmission pipeline as you said, and then 'write' one..."

Jotans finally reluctantly accepted the existence of the "data body", although whenever he mentioned Yu Yuan's ability, his suspicion always made him unconsciously emphasize a few words, as if he was very cautious.

"It won't work," Lin Sanjiu felt like a bag that had been pricked in the eyes, and would let out a sigh of relief from time to time. "His ability in the [eBay] space is limited, and all he can do is copy things."

The life mentor is quite business-ethical. He repeatedly turns a [Today I am an anaerobic creature] in his hand, but does not crush it - because he can't think of an idea for the time being and can't charge.

"There is a special item that allows you to put your hand into other sub-spaces," he recalled. "Only if you put your hand in there, with enough protection, you may be able to pull Yu Yuan before your arm shatters. come out…"

"What item?" Lin Sanjiu came to the spirit.

The life coach waved his hand. "There's only one in the world," he said without shame. "I was crushed to pieces many years ago."

Lin Sanjiu glared at him for a few seconds, finally defeated in front of the humanoid object, and looked away. .

The goddess didn't help much either. She said early on that she didn't know anything about Yu Yuan's future. She was sitting with the painter at the moment, looking at him scribbling on the paper.

Lin Sanjiu pressed his forehead on the table and let out a long moan. The only thing in the world that cannot be traded through [eBay] is [eBay] itself, so even the way to buy a trading terminal for Yu Yuan has been cut off - could she just watch Yu Yuan finally disappear on [eBay] in space?

Someone stabbed her.

Lin Sanjiu raised his head, first saw Jotans, who was drooping his eyelids and wanted to help but couldn't, then saw the life mentor who couldn't help but was still embarrassed, and then saw the one who stabbed her up. Person: The artist who was completely unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

The goddess pointed to a stack of paintings in his hand and said, "Look how well he paints!"

Lin Sanjiu rubbed his brows, and said "um" to the picture of himself lying hopelessly on the dining table.

"And this," the goddess became the painter's tongue. Following her explanation, the painter turned to the next painting in a timely manner. "Even though he didn't fly to the sky, he was able to draw a high-altitude bird's-eye view. Isn't it amazing?"

The painter was so happy that his cheeks were flushed, and he quickly turned over another one—in this one, on the table in front of everyone, there was a plate full of dishes and desserts; in the center, was a fresh and beautiful red. Velvet Cake.

Just when he was about to show everyone the next one, Lin Sanjiu's hand suddenly bounced out like lightning, firmly pressing down on the drawing paper.

"What's the matter, do you like it?" asked the goddess.

Although the appearance was different, the painting in front of Lin Sanjiu gradually overlapped with the chocolate cake on the back seat of the car in the bubble space.

The life mentor waved his hand in front of her and asked, "Are you all right?"

Subspace…Subspace and Chocolate Cake…

A thought hit Lin Sanjiu's mind like lightning tore through the night. She didn't have time to think deeply, for fear that it would slip away from her mind again, and suddenly grabbed the pen and paper on the table, called Jottens "Get ready!" , and "sold" it to him through [eBay].

Just like every attempt for a few hours, Yu Yuan's answer came quickly, and Jotans just had time to put away the writing paper that was the raw material, and his answer was sprayed out of [eBay].

"If it is a living creature, the result after entering is definitely a dead body without a whole corpse," - the word "dead body" was in the first batch of words sent by Lin Sanjiu - "But if it is a foreign, non-trading item , I don't really know what's going to happen."

Lin Sanjiu looked at the information, fell into thinking, and did not speak for a while.

The life tutor knows the cause and effect the most. At this time, he looked at the painter's painting, then at Yu Yuan's information, and then at Lin Sanjiu, and gradually became stunned: "Are you thinking..."

Lin Sanjiu nodded and continued the second half of what he didn't say: "Let there be a 'chocolate cake' in the [eBay] space."

"But... why?"

"Yu Yuan told me that only trading items are allowed in the [eBay] space." Lin Sanjiu said ponderingly, "And we also discovered just now that items that do not meet the description of the transaction content, for example, there is no data in it. The mushroom skin bag of the body will be squeezed out along the same path. Then...if there is an extra foreign item in the [eBay] space, which is not a trade item at all, will it also be squeezed out?"

The instructor understands.

"Then as long as Yu Yuan can catch it in time..." he asked with a frown, "However, there are still a lot of things I don't understand about the specific operation. For example, even if the [eBay] space will squeeze out foreign objects Go, but it didn't go in through the transaction pipeline, will it come out through the pipeline? Even if it does, which pipeline does it come out through?"

"The only way to get the answer is to try," Lin Sanjiu handed the two [eBay] to his life mentor and Jordans, and said, "If you two keep buying and selling mushroom skin bags over and over again, then this is a problem. A transaction pipeline is always active... Then, let's see if it can spit out foreign objects - by the way, this is not a fee for you, you must not smash [eBay] to me."

"I have another question," the life tutor didn't take her worries seriously, and only asked: "How do you send foreign objects into that space first?"

Lin Sanjiu also considered this issue.

"Painter," she called out, "Come here."

Although there are still many things at home, but today I can finally resume the update! I can't take the furniture I bought with me, and I dispose of it all second-hand (what can't be disposed of will only turn into bulky garbage). After selling the desk and chair together today, I now have no place to type or eat, and I'm in an empty place. lived the life of a homeless camper in his apartment.

The invasion of Ukraine, the flow of information inside and outside the walls, is really a parallel universe. Not to mention what’s inside the wall, I just wanted to share a war scene that touched me in particular: when several Russian troops were walking down the street, a Ukrainian woman stopped straight up and asked, are you Russian troops?

The other party answered, yes.

What are you doing on our land?

Russian soldiers urged her to leave quickly, telling her not to make things worse.

The Ukrainian woman took out a handful of sunflower seeds and said, you put this in your pocket.

The other asked why.

She replied that when you die on our land, flowers will grow from your corpses.