Doomsday Wonderland

"Are you ready?"

When the question of the puppet teacher passed into the ear, Lin Sanjiu took a sigh of relief and was concentrating on the head, but he woke up and changed his mouth and said: "Ready."

Her voice fell, and a force suddenly hit her back. When she was on the scene, she shot Lin Sanjiu down the shelf. The doll of the doll used a special item and was as powerful as an opportunity. Venting, almost did not give her a leak.

A word in my heart has not finished, and as the ground is getting closer and closer to myself, Lin Sanjiu quickly released a few conscious forces, taking four angles to form a semi-arc reflection force. It was hard to beat her and fell into the last shelf on the ground.

She ran into another pack of snacks and gave a soft bang.

Lin Sanjiu waited for a while, and when he saw the passage, he was still quiet, and finally he was slightly relieved. This murmur was not big and did not attract the potato chip.

She turned a deaf ear to the urging of the dolls. After a few seconds, she struck a corner and slowly landed on the ground.

A bag of diced chicken-flavored potato chips, lying flat on the aisle and slipping backwards for a while - until Lin San wine could see every row of snacks on the shelf, she heard the voice of the doll.

"Okay, just stop here."

Lin Sanjiu lay flat on the ground, trying to look up at the taste of the dolls; but the part of his taste that was just blocked by a price tag, can not be seen from her point of view.

"Don't look at me!" In her ear, the voice of the doll was suddenly raised: "Turn your eyes and look at each row of shelves carefully!"

Every time a doll assembles a new doll, it means that he also receives all the other properties of the other party. By relying on such a slap in the face, he can be regarded as one of the people who have seen Lin Sanjiu, who has the most special items and the best ones. He is the soul of the crew on Lin Sanjiu. It is a powerful props.

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The puppeteer used this special item to track and monitor others, and it was really unexpected to make the best use of it.

The eyes of Lin San wine swept away from the top of the shelf.

Every scene she saw was sent back to the puppet teacher and recorded. Even if she couldn’t see it, she could zoom in later. Of course, he probably wouldn’t tell Lin San. Wine, what is your taste.

"When did you put this thing on me?" Lin Sanshui turned his gaze and asked: "Are you constantly monitoring me?"

The puppet teacher sneered a sneak peek, but the temperature was calm and gloomy: "A glance at you for a while is enough to make me uncomfortable."

This answer, called Lin Sanjiu, feels a little easier. I don't know why, he hates good people so much - she thinks about it, but she can't help but faintly affirm her own: it can be hated by the doll, which is a compliment for her.

In the silence of the two, the "scanning" of the goods on the shelves was quickly completed. Lin Sanjiu did not let go of any corner, any small package of snacks, and looked at the entire shelf, and confirmed to the dolls: "Remember every commodity?"

"Use what you say."

The next plan is to go back to the shelves. This can't be done by Lin Sanjiu – although she pushes the wall with consciousness and slips back to the bottom of the shelf, she must have someone to help me to climb back to the high shelves.

"You are going faster," she urged a few more in a row. "What do you want to help me climb up? Is it a special item?"

She reminded me of this reminder. He is no more than Lin Sanjiu. All the special items are carded and then put into the body to complete the work; then a wide variety of special items are mixed in his body, and he becomes inconvenient after becoming a potato chip. It’s really hard to take out something, “You shut up and wait!”

Now everyone is a potato chip, the deterrent of the puppet teacher in the past, no more than 90%.

Lin Sanjiu just wanted to remind me again, but found that her voice was once again "dumb" - [the soul of the crew] was closed in one direction, she said that the other party could not hear.

No way, Lin Sanjiu waited while staring at the price tag on the shelf in front of him.

It was a black-and-white, price tag with a plastic case. It was written with a slanted number of "6.5". Next to it was a currency symbol she didn't know. It looked like a knife.

She looked at the price tag in a daze, until its "6.5" figure gradually darkened, seems to be covered by a shadow.

Lin San wine was shocked and hurriedly turned his eyes and looked at it - behind the end of the shelf, she saw half of the familiar face.

The yellow-yellow, undulating face, two large, small, empty eyes, looked straight at her—a pack of potato chips that fell on the ground.

One person and one potato chip are opposite each other, and there is no movement for several seconds. The footsteps of this guy walking very loudly, but this time it came silent, as if he had been staring at Lin Sanjiu for a while.

Oh shit!

She snorted, and as it struck out and took a step in this direction, Lin Sanjiu rushed out of consciousness and “slammed” on the shelf—clear metal percussion Suddenly echoed in the aisle, but when she looked up, she could only faintly see the rows of rows of neat chips on her head, silently silent. The little bit of sound from the direction of the puppeteer, I don’t know when it was dumb, and quietly avoided the attention of the people.

"啪", the potato chip man fell the second step. It is now only two or three steps away from Lin San.

She tried to scream through the [soul of the crew], but the voice never came out. Seeing that the potato chips are getting closer, but the dolls on the shelves are still not moving at all. Lin Sanjiu is not in a hurry, and his heart finally secretly has a cold and speculative guess: The doll teacher has always been with her, what reason is there to take the risk to save her?

In the plan made by the two, they must first get the scan of the side of the shelf - this point, Lin Sanjiu has already done, the scan map has long been in the hands of the doll. The next move away from the side of the shelf is all about his special items.

"Those data bodies, can they write anything?"

She couldn't help but think of the question of the doll.

If he wants to implement the gift package, it can also be implemented through the data body, then she has no effect on the doll teacher?

When she thought of it, the huge shadow of the potato chip had completely shrouded her body. Even if you don't deliberately go to jealousy, Lin Sanjiu can feel the silence on his head, and there is no tendency for the airflow to move, as if it is really just a regular snack.

For the doll teacher, I really can't relax at all!

Lin San wine is anxious and remorseful, trying to think hard about how to resist this potato chip. The time left for her is not much, she has already heard the "bow" of her bends; in a hurry, she reapplied her skills and used her consciousness to hit the shelves again, but this time she used most of her strength, body It’s a fluffy potato chip bag, and when you get there, push yourself away in the opposite direction—

A pack of potato chips suddenly slipped out of the aisle, and the potato chips couldn’t help but “snap”; however, with the speed of the thrust, it was not fast enough compared to the speed at which it stretched out. The wine was too late to make a second consciousness, and it was firmly pressed to the ground.

From the point of view of her lying on the ground, the flat, yellowed face of the potato chip, as if it had been magnified several times, looks almost deformed.

As its fingers squeezed, Lin San wine felt a light body and the angle of view gradually rose. She was still caught off the ground.

The flat face of the yellow and yellow eyes was getting closer and closer, and her heart was shrunk into a big needle, as if she was swinging on a trembling string, and she couldn’t hear anything in her ear for a while. It lifted the other hand again and pinched the jagged edge of the bag, tearing the bag of "grey" chips.

Looking at the current shape of Lin Sanjiu, the bag sawtooth is just on top of her head. The pain was transmitted from the scalp in an instant, and it hurt as if she had been torn in half by alive, but she could not make a sound. At this point, she could no longer hide her strength. [Protection field] The head is open to the strongest, and it resists the tearing force of the two big hands.

In such a painful jigsaw, she heard the potato chip people screaming again, "How can I not open?"

Next, it gave up the jagged edge, grabbed the front of the potato chip bag with one hand, grabbed the sealing strip at the back with one hand, and pulled it **** both sides - her ears were all about the "giggle" of their skulls. Even with the [protective field], it can't stop the pain of seeing through the bone marrow, and it is deeper and deeper in the mind like a sharp knife.

Resistance is not long after resistance, only attack is the only way to live! Lin Sanjiu endured the severe pain that could make people coma, trying to pull out a little consciousness to hit the wrist of the potato chip - but the power of tearing his skull was too great, she only had an action, the teacher immediately called One voice: "No, it's too dangerous!"

Consciousness can't be called, then she has only the last hope that is not hope.

All the special items hidden in the card library can not be used because of the loss of hands and feet; but she also has [Pygmalion collar].

As long as the puppet teacher is willing to help say a word, she can escape the birth of the day! But this point, Lin Sanjiu could not tell him at all - almost desperate, she rushed over and over again [the soul of the crew], in the pain of the skull tear, she shouted later, can not tell Is it really shouting, or is it just an idea in his mind, or an illusion that flashes past.

The only real thing, it seems that only the big face with flat yellow and small bubbles is just a stone's throw away: "How can I not open it? This bag is really knot--"

The word "real" has not been exported, and the part of its mouth has been smashed.

A small shadow slammed through its mouth and quickly disappeared into the air; the yellow and yellow pieces splattered and fell on Lin Sanshui's face. She had just glanced at it and felt that her scalp was loose. The big guy screamed and threw her down - and then it slammed into the ground.

"You haven't died for so long?" The quiet voice of the puppet teacher rang again.

"What is that? Is it what you did?" Lin Sanjue escaped from the dead, and some were unbelievable.

"The things I used to get in, didn't hit the arm that we came in, so it's still there; but you have to use your perspective to find a good angle to use."

Is he explaining?

Lin Sanjiu just floated up this thought, only to listen to the puppet teacher immediately sighed: "Although killing it, the bad thing is to let you live."

"Do not talk nonsense, just pull me up!"

The puppet teacher obviously regrets that she did not die like this, but he is self-sustaining and is a person who believes and believes. He finally slowly hangs down a rope - this rope is very polite, after falling down He greeted Lin Sanjiu and immediately chatted with his gossip, entangled her body and slammed her to the shelf where the owner was.

Seeing the end point getting closer, the rope did not forget to be polite and said: "I will be taken back when I go back. Let's see you again, talk again next time. Ah, yes, there are two things that are almost forgotten. Said."

"What?" Lin San wine was wrapped tightly by it, pulling up like a lift.

"Your bag seal was pulled a bit loose, this is one," the rope nodded to Lin Sanshui. "There is another one. The potato chip was just standing up again, and it is behind you."

Lin Sanjiu was shocked and looked up. He just saw the bag of the doll's division leaning against the edge of the shelf. Obviously, he saw the potato chip that had just gotten up. She suddenly screamed in her ear: Come up!" But it was smashing on the rope.

But the rope was still steady, even if one hand of the potato chip was hit in front of him, it still went up without hesitation - shaking for a while, Lin Sanjiu was held together with the rope and the bag.

"Describe to me the ability to kill it! Fast, it is best to see a little less!" She snorted in a hurry. Fortunately, this time the doll did not close [the soul of the crew], and then she heard a description of the ability; [Pygmalion collar] started when it held the potato chip bag tightly - 哗啦啦啦啦The potato chip man's trousers softened down, like a sudden fall on the ground without standing up, immediately smashed a corner of the shoulder, and also released Lin Sanjiu in his hand.

趁 Focusing on the opportunity to be free, the rope finally sent her to the shelf; when the potato chipper struggled to stand up, the doll teacher called out "come!" - followed by a hard, long The clip-like thing suddenly grabbed the two people and smashed the two packets of potato chips into the depths of the shelf.

... When she blinked again, she and the dolls had returned to the other side of the shelf. A white geese loosened the long cockles and fluttered from the shelves with wings.

The two are already safe, but Lin San’s mood is terrible, and even the stomach is still nausea.

"You...what did you tell me a skill to eat potato chips?" she asked, whispering, and felt like she had some more potato chips in her potato chip bag.