Doomsday Wonderland

... The air immediately sank and spent a few seconds in a shock.

The carpet was over, and the position of the pair of black shoes just stepped on, and even a single print was not able to stay.

The old woman was just stretched and sucked up. She seemed to be stuck on the ceiling at this time. Just looking up, the ceiling is naturally empty: a big living person, even a blink of an eye from this floor. Disappeared.

For a long time, I kept my eyes open, and my long eyelashes flickered a few times.

If it wasn't for the body below his neck that was still unconscious like a stone, he would have thought that he had just had a dream... With a sigh of relief, he turned his eyes in the direction of Ji Shanqing and immediately glimpsed.

At the moment, the gift bag was looking at the Qing Dynasty for a long time. It seemed unbelievable. His lips were open and he had just said something, but his stomach suddenly suffered a blow. A strange expression has not fully emerged. He immediately wrinkled a small face with pain.

When the Qing stayed for a long time, he was excited and twisted his head.

Not far behind him, Lin Sanjiu is standing beside the water inlet of the swimming pool, holding his nose in one hand and holding a card in one hand. Her lips squatted tightly, as if she was afraid of leaking into the air, a face flushed and her forehead floated up on her forehead.

Obviously, she has been holding her breath for a while.

"Are you recovering?" Qinghou stayed out and immediately spoke out.

"When you breathe, you will get depression." If you don't breathe, you should be able to get rid of the effects of depression for a while - but even if he can understand this, he still has a question: "This... ...What is going on here? Since you thought of this method, how can you recover now? And... what about the old woman?"

Lin Sanji shook her nose and shook her head. She didn't know what she meant. A hand threw a pen and paper on the floor. She pressed a few times in the direction of the corridor and turned her hand to her face. A few laps.

I watched her for a long time. Although the situation is still unknown, the atmosphere has quietly slackened a lot.

Even for the evolutionist, it can't last long in the state of being unable to breathe, so every second is very torturous and very valuable; Lin San wine obviously does not believe that he can open his mouth and talk without taking in the air - she quickly again Pointing at the corridor, desperately circled around the face; this time, she also flushed her face with a hand rubbing.

After a long time, he left his neck and was tired, and he squatted on the floor—he looked like a dog carrying a human stupid thing, still looking blank.

Lin San’s blue gluten on the forehead jumped a few times – just as she was in a hurry, the package finally “ah” and finally saved her: “I understand!”

Waiting for a long time to turn around and ask, the package is busy and shouted into the corridor in a row: "Tattoo! Tattoo, you come in!"

There was a pause in the hallway and there was a cry: "...I don't come."

Lin Sanshui closed his eyes and seemed to be desperately controlling himself.

"You come in! It's okay now, I won't lie to you!"

“It’s okay?” The sneak whispered a few words, as if asking for advice from the communication box; after a few seconds, he asked with a voice: “What about the old woman?”

The gift card got stuck in the shell and avoided answering: "You can rest assured that it is safe now! You are coming in, we need your help."

...... After spending a long time as if for a decade, a pair of yellow eyes were carefully explored from the corner of the corridor. The eyeball turned around, and there was no shadow of the old woman when she saw it. Finally, she gradually increased her height, revealing a long face full of doubts.

"What are you doing?"

"You go to the nose and mouth of my sister - Lin Daqiang - and don't let her breathe." The package said quickly.

Qing Qing stayed at this time and reacted. He added a sentence: "If you still want to fight her, at least wait for -"

The thorn figure interrupted him with a wave of his hand. Some embarrassed: "Hey, no, it is actually a misunderstanding. She can still continue to be a candidate."

"Well, how is it, you are going to hurry..." The gift bag was not finished, and he stunned.

The thorn figure frowned, and the probe glanced at Lin Sanjiu, apparently still didn't want to walk in; thinking about it, he suddenly waved in her direction - just like what it felt like, Lin Sanjiu quickly put his hand It was almost immediately, and the skin on her face appeared a dent that was pressed down by something, and the nose was flat.

"This is the tip of the tail of the shy python." The thorn figure explained to the other two, "I didn't work hard."

Lin San wine was finally settled, and he rushed to the side of the pen and paper; she had a card in her left hand and pressed the paper. The right hand quickly smashed the words and wrote the words one after another. Because it was too anxious, the pen tip even put the paper. They have broken through several places.

After writing a paragraph, Lin Sanjiu extended his arm and approached Qinghou to stay around, pushing the paper and card together.

"...I heard you say that there is a 'schizophrenia' in her consequences. Does it mean that she caused the end of the world? So I took the risk and tried it." I have stayed here for a long time and looked up. After watching Ji Shanqing, seeing the latter face serious, he turned his head and said: "Hey, the gift bag said, the old lady must see the target with her own eyes before she can start, so she should not be... ah, well, I will continue reading. ""

He put his chin on the note, like a snake that couldn't move.

"I just called out [Nostradamus's card] - it is specifically to absorb the doomsday factor - if the old lady did make the last day, then I might be able to use this card to collect her."

...Reading here, the sound of the long stay stayed, and stared at the words in the second half of the paper: "I didn't expect that she was really taken away by me!"

After the messy scribbled handwriting, it was adorned with a big exclamation mark; when Lin Sanjiu wrote this sentence, the mood was obviously very unstable - the color of the exclamation mark was almost shocking.

After a long time, I slowly looked up and looked at the card next to the note, my mouth was open; on the battery icon, it now shows "23%".

... the old woman in this card?

A few people couldn’t speak for a moment, and the air was so quiet that they could breathe. A few pairs of eyes stared at the [Nostradamus card], and half of them did not even speak out.

Lin Sanjiu grabbed the note and wrote another paragraph. He pushed it back again with no expression. She is now curled up by her snake's tail, and her face is flat and flat. Even if you want to make expressions difficult, you can only communicate through words.

"What she must see with her own eyes? Didn't you first suspect that she had created the last days?"

After reading for a long time, I remembered that when I talked with Ji Shanqing, I specifically lowered the voice; while Lin San, who stood in the distance, was still immersed in the influence of depression at that time, presumably it was just not heard. .

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief - fortunately she did not hear it!

"There is doubt in the head here, but now I understand very well that the end of the world is really artificial." Qing Jiu couldn't help but glanced at the card again and asked, "Don't worry about this... you didn't tell me, Can't you card the living thing?"

"Since she can be collected by the card," the package on the side suddenly said, "That means she is not a living person!"

Lin Sanjiu subconsciously wanted to nod, but couldn't move his neck. Only then did he think that the python was still wrapped around his face, and he had to smash the eyes that were exposed outside.

"This is all right," said the bag, panting. "The old lady is too much wrong. When she sits on me, I can hardly feel her body temperature. And, which one is alive. Can people be smashed like that?

"Not a living person, what is she? Fallen seed?"

I don't know when, the thorn figure came from behind the corner. He still held the communication box in his hand. On the screen with low pixels, he was lighting an interesting face on the 46th.

If there is anyone who can guess what the old woman is, I am afraid that there is only Lin Sanjiu.

After all, at the station in Ruo, she once had a similar thing to the old woman.

In fact, at the moment when the old woman was absorbed by the card, Lin Sanshen stared at the card in her hand, and my heart had already faintly raised a conjecture.

... This old woman, will not be something that someone built with consciousness?

Now think carefully, this guess is really not impossible.

First of all, the old woman must meet the two conditions of “non-living things” and “doomsday factors”, and she will be absorbed by [Nostradamus Card]; at this point, the soul family is a good counterexample. .

The doomsday factor is already obvious, and it must be the evolutionary power that she has shown; then, what "non-living things" can possess the evolutionary ability of the evolutionary?

Although Lin Sanjiu, who is an ideology, can't use evolutionary ability at the station like the moon, it is basically because her abilities are based on the physical body; once the physical basis changes, whether it becomes an ideology or a change When she became an old hen, her ability was abolished.

But what if someone's ability to evolve is completely decoupled from the flesh?

Once I think of this, the rest will be logical: the old woman's [concept collision] is actually the ability of the master behind her, not her own - the image of the "old woman" itself is probably just a sense of being created. body.

And unlike Lin Sanjiu in the station at the month of the month, the "old woman" consciousness is obviously constructed by people: she is like a motor vehicle on the battlefield, almost all the parts that can be discarded. Only to carry the most powerful weapon.

The most popular thing is Lin Sanjiu. It is such a big man as the old woman. After being absorbed, it only takes up 23% of the card capacity. Does this mean that the consciousness of the old woman is only a little bit?

That is to say, after one of the initiators turned the people of the whole world into madmen, they sent an image that they constructed with a sense of consciousness, and returned to here again...

All kinds of thoughts flowed like a stream from the brain of Lin Sanjiu. Although there were still many doubts, her thoughts were finally interrupted by the sight of the 46th.

Lin Sanjiu dropped his eyelids and did not write down the thoughts just now. He just wrote on the paper: "No, I have to breathe."

This is true: she does not breathe, she feels that her brain is going to blow up.

As the thorns waved, the shy python quickly moved its tail, and Lin San immediately breathed a sigh of relief; when the fresh air flowed into the chest, the coolness of the water was not long enough. Her look quickly and faintly, and her expression stiffened.

The "depression" that the old woman gave her was in a stage that had developed to a very serious level and was only a few steps away from death; therefore, when the depression came back, Lin Sanshui’s thoughts immediately seemed to be a heavy burden. Heavy, just staring at his hands, for a moment, even the problems I just thought were forgotten.

Seeing her face gradually no longer red, revealing a look like she could not wait to hide far away; [shy python] immediately entangled the mouth and nose of Lin San wine, dragging her back A few steps.

After the breathing stopped, it took nearly a minute for Lin Sanjiu to pick up the pen again.

"How come you didn't think about blocking your breath?" asked for a long time without a wink.

"Because depression is too heavy, I can't afford to think about self-help," Lin Sanshui wrote down. "Although I don't think that I will not have depression, I can't even have such a simple thing." Can't do it."

"then you--"

"Isn't the old woman wanting me to do it myself?" She quickly left a line of ink on the paper: "I thought, then I will die with this method; if the depression disappears, I didn't disappear, I just died. I can't stop, I have already planned to jump into the water."

The gift bag took a breath.

Lin Sanjiu glanced at him and then reached out and touched the card of Nostradamus on the ground. He wrote on the paper: "...the last factor absorbed by this card can be released again by me. Maybe I can rely on this method to replace the effects of all of us."

When I left this sentence for a long time, the gift bag almost cried out - he had been playing for such a long time, and he had already been so swollen that he couldn’t stand it anymore; he couldn’t even keep his position, he could only be like a The ball was like a moment, rolling over and rolling over for a while - at this time, when he heard hope, his eyes were red.

Lin Sanjiu no longer delayed the work, pinching the [Nostradamus card].

The mind was moving, and in the air next to her finger, two rows of identical subtitles emerged.

When Ji Shanqing and Qingjiu stayed in the two rows of subtitles, the two couldn’t help but sigh and smile. Perhaps they were lucky. There were a few bad subtitles in the first time. The consequences; such as "hungry", "sleeping for three days" and so on.

"Sister, sister, give me first, give me first!" The gift bag fell to the ground and looked at the subtitles. The ground jumped again: "I am going crazy!"

Lin Sanjiu sighed in his heart, and chose a condition to quickly click twice; as her finger fell, the bag suddenly became long and short, and the obediently hangs down the chest. After all, he seems to be a little girl.

Jishan was awkward, as if there was something that he did not believe, waiting for a while. When he determined that the inexplicable force finally stopped hitting him, his face was brighter - just looking up again, and found that Lin San's eyebrows wrinkled tightly, and the subtitles disappeared from the air.

"what happened?"

Lin Sanjiu slowly raised his hand and showed them the [Nostradamus Card]. The number on the battery has dropped from 23% to 16%.

When watching the lively thorns still not responding, the 46th in the communication box was "Oops".

"It's awful." Lin Sanjiu grabbed the pen and wrote, "...every time [concept collision], it will consume 7% from the card. That is to say, one of our four people can't recover."

(Thank you for your monthly pass and rewards, the testimony can't be seen now, what can I do? Where can I write?)