Doomsday Wonderland

When I was in the data flow library, the data body played such an analogy: I wanted to explain the ability of "parsing and writing" to Lin San, as if to explain quantum physics to a monkey.

Even the Lord said so, Lin San, who imitated their abilities by special items, now feels like he is facing four amoeba.

"...All in all, the Supreme God is going up, and it looks like he is leaving the Olympics."

"But there is nothing above?" An amoeba named Musin couldn't help but ask. "More, how do you go up?"

If you want to explain it carefully, the remaining minute is definitely not enough. Lin Sanjiu has always been known for his agility. Even with the illusion of manipulating all things, he still couldn’t help but rush out. At the moment, she glanced back at the abnormal night sky and finally gave up trying and turned around. Walk: "There is not much time, you should come with me quickly. You should have a lift there, you can send people up!"

"Where are you going? What are you doing?" Another amoeba, which did not understand the situation, asked on the shoulder of Muxin.

I really should have parsed them just now; this way, what I want to say, it is enough to write directly into their brains.

Pressing this tempting thought, Lin Sanjiu will continue to fold and cut the ground under his feet, and several people will continue to fly forward in a way similar to “shrinking the ground”; after only a few seconds, she will stop. The foot.

The misty night sky overhead, it looks like there is nothing wrong with it.

Only the data pipeline that Lin Sanjiu can see, at this time, stands like a huge glass test tube between the heavens and the earth; it flickers under the night sky, and the high-speed flow, the top gradually disappears into the gray mist. The bright spot that was almost too small to be seen just disappeared after only ten seconds, completely disappeared from the "glass test tube". Above the tumbling fog, it should be the cosmic "data flow tube library".

"The place we are going to is too dangerous. You and Polva don't have to mix in," she said, hurriedly, after a dozen steps away from the data pipeline, "I also have another One thing to ask you."

"Where are you going?" Mu Xin asked again.

Lin San wine turned a deaf ear, just spit out a name.

"Ji Shanqing--" she smiled involuntarily. "I sent him away, but I don't know where he is. I think he should still be at the Olympics. After all, he realized my wish. I am still here, and he should not go far. Can you find me for him before you send it?"

Now that the Olympics has been ruined by the tsunami, Muxin does not have to participate in the competition anymore, just to find the whereabouts of the package.

Mu Xin hesitated and nodded.

"That's great," Lin San wine sighed. "After finding him, let him go to the center of the 12th world and wait for me. I will definitely go to the center of the 12th world within the next three worlds." ”

Which one is specific is not very important; the news between the twelve circles is mutually acceptable, and it is enough to leave a message in a place like the Muyu Forum.

This time, Musin and Polva agreed together. White fat man snarled with a few low points: "You are careful. I have also gone through a lot of doomsday worlds. It is rare to meet people like you... I hope we can meet in the 12th world in the future."

Lin San wine also has the same feelings.

"Are you talking about nonsense?" The puppeteer, who had been watching from the cold, was even sullen when he spoke. It seemed to hate this scene. "If you delay me, you will not have three worlds to live."

Lin San wine subconsciously touched his collar. The rest of the time was running out. She quickly glanced at the two friends who had just met each other and had to be so suddenly separated. I couldn’t say a word at the end of the day—half awkwardly, she suddenly went deep into the two. A bent: "Thank you, thank you."

This is often said several times before the end of the last day. When I spit on this desolate wilderness, I was so solemn that I felt strange.

"Right," Musin suddenly remembered. "Your [combat items] are still here."

Originally promised to give him special items, he did not have a separation, but only the victim was turned around at the moment of life and death, do not know how many circles; Lin San wine straight up, quite a bit embarrassed to take over [fight article】.

The next time I see him, I must fulfill her promise.

She waved her hand at the two and strode to the data channel not far away. The soul queen immediately followed, and the doll teacher paused around the two.

"Stretch your hand," he muttered.

Mu Xin seems to be very reluctant. When he snorted, the Polva on his shoulders was very obediently sticking out a white, fat, small-sized arm like a piece of Jiangmi, turning his head and whispering to Mu Xin. : "You stretch out, there is no choice."

The doll teacher sneered a sneer, shook his finger in front of the two palms - he deliberately did not touch anybody's skin, only the red feathers at his cuffs gently swept past the two fingertips; there is no explanation The doll teacher turned and left, leaving a face of awe-inspiring Mu Xin and white fat.

The remaining time of the collar is 14 seconds.

Finally, I looked at the data pipeline that was straight into the cloud. Lin Sanji took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and stepped into the middle of the "glass test tube."

She didn't feel any blockage, it seemed to just take a step that was irrelevant; she heard that the doll and the soul queen came in at almost the same time, but the "creaking" sound of the leather folded and the big worms rubbed. The rustling of the ground was dissipated in an instant, and there seemed to be only a thick and restless silence in the heavens and the earth.

Because something that can produce friction, it no longer exists.

When Lin Sanshang lowered his eyes, it wasn't her own feet that seemed to be in her eyes—the empty body beneath her body was empty, and only a dark gray land was falling sharply, farther and farther away from her. The wind in the sky must be very urgent, but she can't feel anything. In the blink of an eye, the figures of Musin and Polva are almost invisible; in their eyes, how many people in their own eyes have turned into several light spots that are lasing in the sky? Or are they actually unable to see the people after being digitized?

"What is going on here?" The Queen of Souls - should not be said to be a voice. The words it wants to say are printed directly in front of Lin Sanjiu in the form of information. "Where are we coming in?"

"This is the channel that the Supreme God has just written. It is similar to the nature of the data flow library, so when we came in, it was immediately digitized, just like that. At the time we were trapped in the furniture cemetery, He should have been writing this channel all the time. "Without the process of listening and speaking, the exchange of information is almost completed in an instant. Lin Sanjiu added: "Even if it is a data body, they have a more preferred environment; it seems that the space after the transformation is more suitable for their survival."

"So, he is also a data body?"

This point is to ask Lin Sanjiu.

It stands to reason that non-data bodies will not have this ability; but the highest **** is too different from the data body she has seen before.

"I don't know...but since he also went to the data flow management library, there is always time to meet." Seeing the gray fog on his head getting closer and closer, Lin Sanji asked the dolls: "You call them What do you do?"

The doll teacher ignored her.

For those people whose personality is not perfect and their personality is flawed, Lin Sanjiu knows that anger is not useful at all. She patiently asked the same question five times, and finally angered the light point that represented the doll in the sixth opening: "You are bothered! I have puppeted one of their finger tips. ""

why?

Lin San wine was shocked and suspicious.

Even in the form of information, the puppet teacher still conveys the meaning of sneer to ten. "How many people can't ask for one of my marks, what is your tone? With this mark, no one will find their troubles in the 12th world. With one finger, you can exchange for help in the arsenal; I owe The human condition has been doubled."

It seems that I have heard from the past that the relationship between the dolls and the arsenal is unclear.

But if someone is blind, can't recognize his mark?

"When my doll is destroyed, I will convey the last minute message to me." The doll teacher just coldly answered such a sentence that seems to have nothing to do with the question. "Speaking, you have ruined me a lot." ”

Seeing that the data flow management library is in sight, it is necessary to set a battle plan as soon as possible -

For her hurried words, the doll teacher just sneered again.

Among the two people, the dolls and Lin San wine cellars have been analyzed, and even the people have been analyzed; this time, they can only rely on the ability or items obtained in the Olympics - after all, they are not analyzed. Pass - fight and try to return to the love of God.

"The ability of the data body is really terrible." This kind of communication method is very surprising because Lin San wine is so efficient; although it has exchanged so much information with each other, time has passed less than two seconds. "I think the only chance for us to beat the data in the first line lies in the highest god."

"What do you mean?" The question is the Queen of Soul.

"This channel is written by the Supreme God; don't look at the data body and don't know that we have to go back, but he must know. If we can subdue him before he finds the data body, we have a data body. arms."

"The entrance is coming soon."

The doll teacher looked at the mist on the top of his head and gently reminded him.

"Prepare to fight."