Doomsday Wonderland

Seeing the hair that blew open on the 17th, it shook like a cauliflower and disappeared in front. Lin Sanjiu licked his head and repressed the speed.

The wind screamed on the runway, as if a burst of sharp knife, vowed to cut the human flesh. In the gasp, footsteps and heartbeat, Lin San wine faintly heard the players in the rear also followed up, ran one by one from her side -

She looked up in exhaustion and found that there were more than forty people at the time of departure, but now there are only less than twenty left; I don’t know when the players are like the snow in the early spring, unconsciously. It melted.

I don't know how many people she sent in the unintentional way.

Just as Lin San’s wine sighed in his heart, in the air not far from her, there was a bubble that faintly and bit by bit—the one with a big beard.

This is not known to be the first time he has raced. Not only hasn’t he been hurt by Lin Sanjiu, but when they passed by, they nodded to her.

Another young male player, but he was not so peaceful; when he caught up, he shouted, "Thank you, thank you very much!" - perhaps it was almost swallowed by time; Many people, but still a numb face, even the pain of running down all the way, as if there is no strength to show on the face.

Maybe the 17th will not let her run forward, just to be able to guarantee his first place; but in order to see how the lead players have spent the next half of the game, Lin San Liquor also intends to keep his position. In the middle-back position - here, the time is about a minute away from her.

The soul queen squats softly and squats on her rocket plastic shell, barely struggling to keep an eye on the rear light and shadow; time looks like a transparent snake, flickering, can't wait to choose someone And the general.

"Ok?"

Staring for a while, it suddenly and dryly made a doubt.

"what happened again?"

"The white fat man," the soul queen turned and turned to see the coming person, full of horror and shouted: "He, he is still alive!"

Lin San was almost tripped by her own feet - she must be God, busy sweeping back, at first glance she did not even see where the white fat man was; just then, her eyes widened.

"This... what is going on?"

An identical white-skinned obese man, who was screaming and running behind another player, was the white fat man who had been swallowed twice by time. The only difference is that compared to the second time, his body is small, no wonder the soul queen did not see him at the beginning - he is probably about one meter six tall, head, hands and feet and A fat, it seems to shrink in a certain proportion.

None of the other players who have been hit by time can survive. Only the fat man who doesn't know what to do is --

This thought has just flashed halfway through the mind of Lin Sanjiu, and the white fat man suddenly waved his hand in the direction of her.

"Is he yelling at us?" The Queen of Soul stared at him for a moment, asked a little uncertainly.

This question was quickly echoed by the cry of the white fat man - he seemed to be fighting hard, rushing forward for a while, the flesh of the whole body was like a wave; after getting closer, his The screams passed through more than 20 runways and passed in faintly: "Help me, help me back!"

Lin Sanjiu glanced at him, not waiting for her to speak out. The fat man shouted intermittently and rushed toward her direction: "You, you can... save me a life, I am really fast. Can't run..."

Hesitating for a moment, Lin Sanjiu looked back.

The transparent light representing the time flashed in the back, and the earth looked slightly different underneath it; I don’t know how many people have swallowed time since the start of the game, and how many people died because of her.

"How can I save you?" She turned and yelled at the fat man.

"Let me be like her, OK?" White fat man ran close, a big nose on the big fat face, gray blue eyes are also more clear: "I ... I promise, I will not drag your speed! ”

The body has already been carrying a soul queen, and then a fat man of one meter six, then Lin San wine does not have to run, waiting for the time to swallow her out - see her rattle like shaking his head, that white fat rush Immediately, he cried: "No back, no back! Hey, run around me... can you always?"

"How can you be so unconscious?" The soul queen who first got on the bus snorted. "You are quite fat and sinking, bringing you, we are two -"

It hadn't finished yet, and the white fat man suddenly bit his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, bent his neck, and then he opened his body.

Lin Sanjiu blinked and almost thought that he had seen another soul. In the exclamation of the soul queen, the white fat man’s waist was like a zipper, effortless and slamming. He is divided into two halves.

As the old body softly fell to the ground, a white fat man who was smaller than the one-meter, six-white fat man got out of it - the new one, just arrived at the waist of Lin San, is still The same fat, the voice is a bit sharper: "Wait!"

Speaking, this little fat man bowed his head and opened his waist again.

The white fat man who was drilled for the second time was only as big as Lin San’s calf.

Looking at the old body behind the big one and the small, like a shell, the Lin San wine almost lingered with thoughts; if not the white fat screamed to her, I was afraid that she would not return to God. - As soon as she woke up, she hurriedly reached out and picked up the white fat man.

Because the contraction is too small, if she does not help, the other party will go down because of the short legs, and fall into the time behind him. Fortunately, the white fat man of this size finally does not sink, she will go to him. The soul queen threw it and asked, "What is going on here? Are you escaping from time, is it because of this?"

White fat man escaped from the dead, gasping for breath, and slowly came over for a long time. "This, this is my ability... If it wasn't because of it, I was killed when I was swallowed for the first time."

[Russian dolls]

Only a national in a country called Russia can develop this skill. Once the ability is formed, the evolver immediately becomes a form of "big baby doll"; each time the ability is upgraded, one more "self" can be set. Don't care which one is the real one, because they are all.

In general, the damage applied to the outer layer of the body will be isolated from the inner layer of the doll, thus ensuring that the evolutionary does not die; unless there is some kind of damage that can cause fatal injuries in all bodies in one breath - of course, this is not A detailed example.

"Oh," the Queen of Soul listened, and couldn't help but screamed, looking up and down the white fat man: "You have this ability to be a bit different from me!"

"You are also a Russian?" White Fatty asked a little embarrassedly - in the Olympic environment, his voice did not sound a Russian accent.

"No, I also like to wear clothes," the meat bug squatted on the rocket shell, staring at the white fat man's eyes slowly changing - as if suddenly began to think about something: "If I wear you, nor Know which layer to wear..."

White fat man is a spirit, when he is about to talk, he only listens to the players in front and suddenly sounds awkward. A few people looked shocked, and then Lin Sanjiu heard the sound of No. 17, and it was faintly echoing in the wind: "Everyone notices! We are about to go to the 12th Division, and the shot put game is about to begin!" ”

He was able to remind such a sentence, it is already very derogatory; Lin Sanshui looked up in the distance, and a heart could not help but mention it.

There are a large number of people in the 12th Division. Even if it is a kind of unpopular project of throwing shots, the participating players are still gathered in the distance into a dense and unstoppable Wuqing – between them and the runway. At a distance of several kilometers, the piles are all shots of Wang Yang.

In this kind of sky-throwing shot-out, the next test of the players is not just speed.

From the entrance to the shot put area, it is probably only a distance of two or three minutes -

"I will reiterate it again," a slowly, sullen, low-pitched voice suddenly rang in the lead shot area in front. The voice is not high, just like a whisper attached to the ear, but it clearly echoes in everyone's ear: "It doesn't matter if you die, but you can't make me angry. I said, you guys are for me. It doesn't matter at all, it doesn't make any sense. The only thing is to finish the game in accordance with what I said. I can turn you into a doll, or you can not turn you into a doll, but you don't have to worry about this. a little."

After a meal, the voice whispered softly: "Give up completely, kneel at my feet, and hand me over to me."