Doomsday Wonderland

The two eyes fell on the goose's mouth, and although they couldn't see clearly, they couldn't help but get excited.

"Come on it and get it," Lin Sanjiu said in a hurry, but the words were mixed and mixed. But when the sentence was exported, she immediately realized that the big goose could not go inside, otherwise they would be accounted for once they got on those arms.

"It said it was a folded paper." The puppet teacher listened and said.

"Paper?" Lin Sanjiu immediately asked: "What's the content above?"

"There is a word."

"Then you let it read!" Lin Sanjiu was almost anxious to rush over - even if she had enough consciousness, she couldn’t stand the consumption of water like this; after a while, let’s not say that Jishanqing was used. It is not enough to move your consciousness.

The doll teacher slowly asked: "Which geek have you seen?"

"It - I -" Lin San wine is dumb, "How does it know that zero cola is out of stock?"

"Listen to the counter and say a voice."

Can't read, what a great special item? Lin Sanjiu swallowed a word from his mouth and only said with anger: "Then I passed."

Moving forward in a pile of mountain-like puffed food is much more difficult than she imagined; just like going back to the ball that I played as a child, she has almost nowhere to force, let alone at this moment. Like a cockroach, dragging a dead body forward - a short distance, and eating a large piece of consciousness.

When Lin Sanshui finally fell in front of the big goose, the big goose let the paper slip down and immediately licked her several times. Anyway, it didn't hurt on the bag. She didn't hide. She just rolled out the note. When she recognized the two big English words at the head, she almost thought she was wrong. She was too excited. Even the first time a word was not clearly stated, just a sharp humming.

"Puppet teacher," she finally sorted out the words, and even the voice changed. "This is a shopping list!"

Just looking at the next sweep, Lin Sanji couldn't help but sigh.

This copy does not make them easy to pass... There are not many things on the list. There are only four items listed, but none of them can be seen. It’s not that she doesn’t know the English words, but every one of them is called the second one.

First, lactose intolerance (it is really troublesome)

Second, give ralo the little lesson!

Third, beer should not be bought, Brown has recently gained a lot of fat.

Fourth, adolescents are walking hormones

"What are these things... Is it a hint of concealment?" After reading these four items, I saw that nothing else was written on the paper. Lin Sanjiu sighed. "It seems that the puzzle is not solved. I don't know what to buy. I hope that there will be additional information in the next broadcast."

After she said this, her ears have been quiet, and no one has heard the voice of the doll.

In the midst of death, only a thousand hundred arms on the shelf were still silently rolled up; Lin Sanjiu realized that she had never heard the dolls talk since she found the shopping list; she Finally, some of the scalp was numb and whispered, "Hey, what do you want? Why don't you talk?"

Responding to her, only silence.

Lin San wine slowly cooled down. She tried to turn her gaze, just to the big goose next to her. I don't know when, the big goose lost the flexibility of the previous one, no longer biting her, just standing in the wood, occasionally taking a shot of the wings, and standing still.

... The doll teacher is probably no longer working.

When this thought broke into the mind of Lin Sanjiu, she slammed a panic--in this store, she was alone.

No one will discuss and analyze the situation with her. This big goose will not find information at her request. In this horrible, dark and uninhabited shop, all she has left is the constant consumption. Consciousness, and the body that gradually paralyzes death.

When she noticed that she was getting more and more panicked and calmed down, she immediately turned off [consciousness mimicry] - Lin Sanshui’s character returned to her body, and she suddenly called for a long time. The tone, how much has stabilized the mind.

Everything is good, it is too easy to be shocked.

Lin Sanjiu slowed down, knowing that he didn't have much time, and immediately opened the mimetic again; this time, she forced herself to concentrate on the current dilemma, and finally she was not panicked.

The factual condition is known to be that she was pulled when she was on the shelf of the potato chips. If she wanted to leave, she would have to "find the right potato chip" - although this article may have been deleted, no matter how Say, the correct answer must be on this shelf; that is, it should be a pack of puffed food.

So, is it because Mrs. Cleveland’s shopping list has this item, so it’s only necessary to find out the answer; or just go through a shelf and have to do it again? In other words, is the shopping list the standard for choosing the right answer?

If the puppet teacher is still awake, at least let him try to go out and see what happens; but now he has completely turned into a pack of potato chips, even if Lin San wine now wraps him out with consciousness. Throw, I am afraid it will not be pulled.

Lin Sanji looked at the big goose that was still motionless. All of his heart was anxious and stunned, but of course the message of the big goose could not be revealed.

She and the puppet teacher entered the store at the same time, although I don't know why the one with strong strength was damaged first, but I also knew that the rest of her time was not much. In the next few moments, she can only perform an action plan. Is it based on the shopping list to find the answer, or is it to search for other information to judge?

Once she chose the wrong way, she never had a chance to look back.

As time went by, the deadness in the aisle seemed to bring weight, and it became heavier and darker. Wang Yang-like snack bags, like a pair of tarnished eyes, looked at the dark ceiling without a god, and the thousands of white arms on the shelves.

In such a silence, the sudden slamming of the sound is almost harsh. A yellow-green, chicken-flavored potato chip bag is like a piece of invisible force. Into a pile of potato chips in the hill.

After Lin Sanjiu made up her mind, the first thing she did was to pick the doll and throw it at the foot of the big goose.

Next, it is necessary to see if she has been gambling this time.