Doomsday Wonderland

Lin Sanjiu spent a few seconds in the same place, finally finally digested this fact -

She actually is a pack of potato chips.

This feeling is very different. Even if she told her that she was now a pack of potato chips, she was sitting on the floor in the shelf; however, after moving her body to the body, Lin San didn’t feel her belly filled with potato chips – She felt that she was only partially sinking and she could not feel her hands and feet.

While enduring this fact, she forced herself to calm down and desperately think about the way out.

She is probably not the first person to be turned into a potato chip. Now she has no hands and feet, and naturally she can't use her ability. If all the snacks sitting on the shelves were once an evolutionist, would it be restored if she fell off the shelf?

Maybe everything is because of this shelf?

Despite the heavy weight of my hands and feet, if she is dead, she can still move...

Lin Sanjiu is determined to bite his teeth immediately - if she still has a tooth---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- There is no difference.

Feeling that he was exhausted, Lin Sanji took a break and slowed down for a while, and once again forced himself down. This time, she could feel that she had finally planted a little bit forward; it was too late to be happy, and suddenly she felt that something was hanging around her, followed by a shadow followed by a move -

"Beep", the packet of potato chips around her fell to the ground.

Lin Sanji immediately stared at it. She has a high heart and her eyes are not dare to swear. Even the date of production on the bag is clear--"1993.12.2".

The bag of the potato chips collapsed slightly because of the fall, and under the eyes of Lin Sanjiu, it slowly swelled back.

But it has never been a sign of human form.

Just when Lin Sanjiu was anxiously trying to try to jump down again, from the other side of the shelf, suddenly there was a footstep. The man did not go fast, accompanied by the inexplicable noise of the screaming, step by step, and it was very stable. When the voice went into the ear, she suddenly took a deep breath.

The doll is coming!

Perhaps he heard his own cry, or perhaps she was suspicious of not showing up for so long; anyway, as long as he came, she had hope for salvation.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer, and it is in the direction of the puffed food. Soon, there was a shadow from the tail of the shelf.

Because she couldn't turn her head, Lin Sanjiu could only use the light to see and raise her ears. In her afterglow, the shadow slowly came over and finally came to her.

Lin San was smashed, and then he froze, and he couldn’t move or move.

The coming person is not a doll.

It seems that a person is not fake - the other person has a head, a trunk, and four limbs, and the body is covered with a bright red plastic paper with the same texture as the potato chip bag; but the exposed face and skin are presented. Out of the color of Huang Chengcheng, dry and dry, but full of bubbling and pores.

It is necessary to use a little imagination to see some faint traces of facial features from this sly, uneven face. However, looking at his eyes, Lin Sanjiu found that this face is not known, and some are inexplicably familiar.

She just floated up the idea, just happened to feel its "eyes" - in fact, two twisted, asymmetrical bubbling - slammed in his direction, then lowered his head and looked at the one on the floor Packed potato chips.

"It's gone," he said slyly, and the voice was crisp: "It fell on the ground, and it was grayed out, so you couldn't sell it."

Immediately, it stretched out a hand that was equally yellow and covered with cockroaches, grabbed the potato chip bag, and picked it up.

"I can't sell it, I will eat it myself," the yellow flat human figure screamed with delight, and the sound was crunchy, and he made a few "squeaky" sounds. On one side, it squeezed the jagged edges of the bag, just like any human being who wanted to eat potato chips. It was wrong with both hands, and the bag suddenly gave a tear-like "beep" sound.

Lin San wine almost illusory that she heard a tragic, her heart just jumped, but the sound disappeared, as if it had never existed.

Then I saw it and saw that the bag had cracked a hole. She realized that the bag of this potato chip was thicker and more resilient than expected - from the opened part, it not only showed thick A thick layer of red meat, mixed with yellow, yellow and white layers of color, even silky, holding the wire, attached to the main body of the bag, looks like the subcutaneous fascia has been torn.

The flat man glanced into the bag, and the detective went in and grabbed it, and took it out. In it, there is only one hand-shaped palm, lying deep red and deep red, like a flat squid. It took one of the red tablets with several thick blood vessels and stuffed it into a hole in the face.

"Spicy," the flat man didn't chew very much, but half of his face was quickly reddened. "I like this Mexican spicy."

Lin Sanjiu, who was still desperately going down, just used up all his strength to lean back. She was afraid that she would have fallen off accidentally, "stained with ash" and was eaten by this flat person.

The bag of potato chips, which was produced in 1993, was quickly eaten.

Flat people throw empty bags, not only did not go, but it seems to be aroused appetite. Its two asymmetrical hollows slowly swept away from the shelves, and clearly read the words: "cucumber, mustard, tomato... eh?"

It stopped in front of Lin San wine, "Sautéed chicken with green onion? This taste should be delicious."

At this moment, Lin Sanshui’s mind quickly turned to countless thoughts – but her ability was almost impossible to use, and all the special items were placed in the card library; the only one could still let her A fight is the consciousness.

This flat, yellow-colored man slowly lifted a hand in a crisp squeak.

Lin Sanjiu stared at the hand, and when it was about to smash himself, he violently turned consciousness into a torrent and slammed it out, and slammed the crunchy hand; almost tight The next second, she suddenly felt that her body was caught by someone, and once again she was straight into the depths of the shelf.