Doomsday Wonderland

The last sentence from the data body, like chiseling, is deeply imprinted in the memory of Lin Sanjiu.

"This is our data circulation channel." The voice is like just introducing your own home facilities. The tone is plain and plain: "The only information and data that can enter the channel is that you are no exception."

After spending a few seconds, Lin Sanjiu really digested the meaning of this sentence.

From another perspective, that is, after entering the channel, it will be turned into a set of data stored here?

She shuddered because of this thought, immediately jumped up and turned her head and looked behind her. After the constant tumbling impact, she couldn’t tell which direction she was in. The pipe looks like the same lead-gray wall; just one more time, Lin Sanjiu’s time is a spirit, and the leg is running. .

"Since we don't want to be one of us, it's one of the information we store."

This seems to be the penultimate sentence that the data body just said.

A stream of plaster, bricks, earth, and stones was pouring down from the other side of the pipe, and it was rushing toward the back of Lin Sanjiu with the rush of the earth; the ground was shaken and trembled. Almost every few steps, it will be pushed into the air by the ground. As she rushed hard, she looked back a few times and almost slowed down because she was surprised. Wherever the masonry waves behind her, the surges were like building blocks, and they were built between the blinks. The appearance of houses, towers and streets everywhere.

The unfinished masonry high-speed high-speed high-speed from behind her, came over the Lin San wine in the blink of an eye, paved out like a carpet; she quickly covered her head and closed her eyes, and opened the [protective field] ——In the lime soil of the flying sand, along with the farther and farther and louder, the scene of a city gradually appeared on her side, but she did not lose it.

Lin Sanjiu did not dare to turn off the [protective field] and gasped and slowly raised his head.

The rough bluestone brick pavement, narrow and crooked into the alley; the low-rise house is made of wood and stone bricks, and straw is used as the roof. On the long, narrow, white church tower, engraved with a crescent-shaped mark, standing in front of a tall stone brick wall like a guard. People who are on the streets are usually dressed in robes, some with heads on their heads and some with swords at their waists. When she passed by, most of them cast a curious look, but after all, no one stopped for her.

This is obviously not a modern city. Regardless of which data the data body gets from, the question is why should it be reproduced?

Lin Sanjiu has not forgotten that he has been analyzed. In the data body, her every move and thinking should be plain and clear; what do they do for an opponent with little resistance?

She tried to think about the problem from the perspective of the data body, but she frowned and thought for a while, still no clue.

Forget it, Lin San wine sighed in his heart. I still want to find a way to meet other people... but this is not easy, because she does not know where the pipe is split; not to mention the fact that now it has completely turned into an Arab medieval city, even The top of the head was turned into a blue sky, and she did not know which direction to go.

Casually picking a direction, she is prepared to go over.

... just Lin San wine did not move.

The instructions that the brain conveys to the feet are still effective on the thighs, because she obviously feels that her thigh muscles are slightly shrunk; however, as the mud cows enter the sea, there is no longer a slight reaction. This step is not a step. Go out.

Lin San wine has a tight heart and is busy looking down. For a time, he has not been able to identify where his feet are. Because it is just a rugged stone floor, the gray slate is covered with bumps under the annual wash. And wear scars. She almost thought she was wrong, but she stared at her for two seconds, which suddenly became clear.

The hiking boots have completely turned into the texture of the gray slate, only the traces of the toe and the laces, and a faintly visible trace through the stone; it looks like her feet are slowly melting into the floor. Inside, it merges with the street, and even a little bump can't be seen.

"Oh shit!"

Seeing that the stone gradually climbed from the ankle, his vision was getting shorter and shorter, and Lin Sanji could not help but scream, sweating desperately trying to shake his legs; under her efforts, petrification The speed seems to be slower, but it doesn't mean to let the feet regain freedom.

I can't cut my legs!

"Yes, consciousness!" Lin Sanjiu slammed his eyes and tried to force the consciousness down several times. The teacher immediately sighed and said with anxiety: "No, consciousness can't enter." Become part of the stone floor."

"What do I do then?" Lin Sanshui shouted without a sigh of relief, while using consciousness to push the stone up and spread, he asked: "I will melt into the ground! How did you not find out?" ?"

"To be honest, if you didn't see it, I couldn't find it now. I didn't feel anything at all." Teacher Yi seems to be at a loss. "Your [protective field] is always on, how can it be - ah!"

"Do you have an idea?" Lin Sanjiu asked immediately. Consciousness can't stop her from melting into the stone streets. It's better to use the kicks to be effective. The people on the streets are all gathered together. They are tall and deep, with clay pots on their heads, looking up and down. Her.

“No, no,” Yi teacher replied very embarrassedly. “I just suddenly wanted to understand why I was unaware. All your data has been parsed. For the data body, it’s like cross-awareness protection. It’s as convenient as a stone, so..."

The analysis is very good, but it is not only useless, but it is even more anxious. In this way, she does not have any effective means of resistance.

Lin Sanjiu did not dare to stop mobilizing the leg muscles at the moment. At the same time, he must also pay attention to the movements of the surrounding people. For a time, he was overwhelmed and overwhelmed; the next sentence of Yi teacher was actually useless than the previous sentence: Ah, since the [protective field] doesn't work, I'm still off, saving my waste of consciousness."

"Now is not the time to say this!" Lin Sanshui felt his sweat dripping into her eyes. In the blurred vision of her, she saw several onlookers taking the big clay pot from the head. Come down.

What is this going to do?

Lin Sanjiu’s mind raised this doubt. I saw a middle-aged woman with olive skin suddenly holding up the clay pot, and her arms swayed in the air, and she threw the jar at her; she In amazement, the body's reflex movements were also extremely fast. When the waist was twisted and twisted, the pottery jar rubbed her flying hair and crossed it slightly, and it was shattered and shattered behind her.

"what!"

Yi teacher was also screaming, almost calling the heart of Lin Sanjiu to save her chest; she asked awkwardly "What's wrong", only listened to this conscious expression and said with amazement: "Hurry up and find a knife to put Your hair is cut!"

"what?"

"The part of the clay pot that just melted into your hair is going up the hair!"

Even the cockroaches couldn't come out, and Lin Sanjiu's hair was straight. She hurriedly took out a knife, pinched her hair and licked her hair, and quickly cut her hair against the back of her head. When the bunch of hair fell on the ground, she heard a "clam" sound again; she swept her head, and the dark red, terracotta hair slowly melted into the floor and disappeared.

Lin Sanjiu knows a little bit about how the ideology is going to make her part of the information base.

However, at this time, many people in front of me raised their arms. Not only pottery jars, but also people picking up slate, some people pick up the street and give people the long wooden strips for the rest of the chair... In the dry and dusty sun, the objects of the forest are flashing in people’s hands. Clear light.

Lin San, who has dissolved into the stone pavement on both feet, was fixed in place and had to accept the baptism of various objects. Just as she tightened her muscles, mobilized her consciousness, and prepared to bite her teeth, this gaze swept away and fell on the knife in her hand.

"Wait," when she suddenly called out, someone in the opposite side gave a drink; a large pottery basin was bathed in the Arabian sunshine, leaving the man's hand and jumping under the blue sky.

"What do you want to do when you are dying?" Fortunately, the teacher is communicating with Lin Sanjiu in his mind, and he does not have to spend time to speak out.

"For me -" only spit out two words, the pottery basin has already reached the face of Lin Sanjiu; she slammed down and felt that the pottery basin flew out from the top of the head before it continued. The next few words: "Block for a while!"

"What? I, I - how to block -"

In the cry of the teacher’s sudden horror, Lin Sanji closed his eyes tightly, as if he could press the heart that was about to break out. She completely spared her life, because she couldn't think of anything else to take off; maintaining this half-squatting posture, Lin San wine opened his eyes, in a roar, exhausted his whole body to penetrate the knife The road under the feet.

This is just an ordinary kitchen knife, but under the dual effect of her strength and consciousness, she was deeply immersed in the slate like cut tofu. When it was discovered that there was still a huge bluestone below the slate, Lin San was almost sighed because he was relieved.

Of course, now it’s still early to breathe; the countless black shadows are coming to her like the raindrops. Now Lin Sanjiu can’t hide, can’t avoid it, and can only rely on the teacher’s consciousness to open them one by one. . She is a "person" to defend against overwhelming attacks. From the very beginning, she has been swaying from the beginning, and her dangers are like a ring. There are several times when she even rubbed the face of Lin Sanjiu.

"What are you doing, hurry!" Teacher Yi screamed. "There is another person coming over the street. I can't support it!"

Lin Sanjiu didn't even have the mood to respond. He held the knife in his hands and gritted his teeth. He dragged the knife and struck it **** the bluestone road. Compared to the heavy stones, the blade was so thin that it would break at any time. I had to distribute my consciousness evenly on the knife, and I cut the stone under my foot into a deep ring.

As soon as the consciousness is withdrawn, the knife is detached from the handle and broken into pieces.

The next thing is the main event - Lin Sanjiu quickly broke the incision with a few punches, and the stone that stood on his own foot was like an island, standing in a shallow pit she had just created. Then she sat down on the ground with her hands up; before the hands and buttocks began to melt, she infused all the power into her legs, and she got the blue ribs on her head, and finally pulled the stone under her feet. come out.

As soon as she gained freedom, she immediately struggled to get up and felt that her pants seemed to be a little hard. The stones formed by her feet were rugged and it was difficult to stand firm with it. Lin Sanjiu screamed at the teacher after one object after another: "Ready?"

"what?"

"Use the consciousness to wrap this stone, don't let it break!" Lin Sanquoke anxiously shouted. "If I break, I will have no feet!"

"What are you doing?"

"Have you seen the kangaroo? - I have to run!"