Doomsday Wonderland

At this moment, the green melons and whites outside, I must be anxious to get angry...

Occupying the inside of the roots is the continuous, "squeaky" sound of the water - open eyes, the roots of the tree are not as dark as the three wines imagined, but the white mist From time to time, there is a large number of whiskers that swiftly travel.

Although it feels like if I did this myself, I am a little sorry for the concerns of my companions, but Lin Sanjiu still couldn’t hold back the hunger in her stomach, and found the half-bowl of the last leftover from her own card library. surface.

All the items that have been cardized will always be in the state before the card is turned; therefore, the face bowl is just at the end of the hand, and the steaming hot steam mixed with the scent of assorted seafood suddenly smothered her face - before leaving She has hung the backpack full of food in the waist of the machine doll, enough for more than half a month, but don't worry about the three people outside who are hungry.

Judging from the feeling of the body, it has passed another day since she hit her roots.

When I was first involved in the roots of the tree, Lin Sanjiu finally tasted the bitterness that Bai Xiaoke and others had eaten: the sticky mucus that was almost constant, wrapped in countless thin whiskers, like a thick piece. Like the wet paper, she suddenly covered her face--the ear and the nose, and there was a slight itching touch, indicating that there was already a whisker trying to drill inside.

The air has already been isolated. To keep breathing, you must absorb the little oxygen in the mucus gap; this is undoubtedly an unimpeded path for the whiskers. Soon, the lungs began to heat up and I didn’t know if something had already gotten into it.

But fortunately, it didn't take long for these things to lose their enthusiasm immediately.

When suffocation, burning, wet weight and itching gradually faded from Lin Sanjiu, she moved her eyes and watched a long white whisker sticking out from under her nose. There was a itch that seemed to be smashed into the bones. The whiskers swam out of her nose, and the U-turn disappeared into the white mucus.

After seeing such a scene in my own body, I was able to calmly **** the noodle soup in my mouth. Lin Sanjiu felt that her psychological quality seemed to be stronger again.

- At this moment, she was able to eat so deliciously, thanks to a capsule that was collected in the New Year's Fighting Games.

At that time, in order to get out of the game, she carded her capsules; then things went one by one, and more and more things were collected. She didn't even think of such a thing at all.

If I had difficulty breathing at the time, my mind was confused and thought, "If there is a box to put me in," I am afraid that Lin San is still struggling at this moment.

What is most grateful to her is that the slight corrosiveness in the mucus seems to be nothing for the capsule. After drifting for so long, the wall looks still good, just a little flower.

Perhaps it is felt that this thing can not provide nutrients for themselves - in the process of going forward, there are two or three times, Lin San wine found that the capsule seems to be being pushed outward by a wave of mucus.

It’s hard to come in, and of course she won’t let the roots “spit” herself. Once she noticed that the capsule started to swing side to side, she took it up and called it a long knife and inserted it into the white crusty skin to fix her position. After doing this for a few times, perhaps the roots also knew the pain. Finally, the existence of this gadget is tacitly accepted, and the capsule is wrapped into the mucus in a non-discriminatory manner, flowing in an unknown direction.

Put down the empty noodle bowl, Lin San wine looked through the capsule wall to see a rope tied to her outside.

The idea was that she had only thought of it not long ago. Through the direction of the rope swing, I can judge where I am going. At this time, the rope is being washed by the oncoming mucus, and Lin Sanjiu observed it for a while. It is only seen that it is moving in faint upwards.

... This shows that I am really moving forward.

She looked up a little incredulously, and a piece of mucus was in her field of vision, flowing slowly like a white mist.

Even if the flow rate is not fast, Lin Sanjiu stayed in the roots for more than a day; according to half an hour and one kilometer, she is now 50 to 60 kilometers deep underground?

. . . However, there is no slight change in the interior of the white roots, and it is still going down all the time, as if to go into the heart of the earth.

At such a depth, Lin Sanjiu has nothing to do but wait for him to sit in the capsule. At this time, this tree root that accommodates her has become her lifeline: If the root of the tree suddenly disappears, or if one accidentally pushes it outside, Lin San will be trapped in deep, dark soil. In the layer, before the suffocation, the weight of the earth on the body was crushed.

Once I think of this, the point at the time of eating is leisurely, and it is all gone. Lin Sanjiu stared at the capsule's ground and even gradually became nervous. For fear that he had let go of a swing, he would be reminded of when she remembered her roots.

When the liquid flows, the "sand" sound on the capsule repeats monotonously for a long time, making people feel as if the world has only the scene in front of them.

The capsule sways gently and regularly with the wave current. If it is not too strange around, it is also a good time.

The fatigue that has been coming for many days has been numb and touched in the rustling sound, and gradually floated up from the blood bones.

The eyelids began to sink more and more, and Lin Sanjiu blinked hard and took a sigh of relief, but his heart was confused and thought--even if he slept, as long as the capsule swayed, would he feel it?

...with the thought, she fell asleep unconsciously.

It seems that the previous second is still telling me not to sleep, but when the capsule shocked, Lin Sanji suddenly woke up, only to find out that he had already slept for a long time. The capsules then stabilized, and it seems that it was just a turbulent flow. She looked up at the bowl and found that the remaining layer of soup had dried up into a hard block; her legs were numb because of poor posture.

"It seems that there are six or seven hours... How haven’t there been any changes?"

She groaned, turned her head, and caught up with a white face.

Even after a hundred battles, the hair of Lin Sanjiu’s body was still standing upright--she pressed the scream that almost screamed out of her throat, and even stepped back two steps, only to find that this face was in the body. Outside the capsule.

Staring at it for a full ten seconds, Lin Sanjiu felt his heartbeat stabilized; she looked at it carefully, and her heart was suddenly smashed into a ball.

This is a strange man who has just flown along the mucus, and it is good that there is almost no skin left on the body. Because it is the key protection object, only one head face can still look like this. His abdominal cavity and chest cavity were opened, and the edge of the crack was a small, semi-circular shape. It was obvious that after countless small holes were connected together, the human skin could not help but crack, and something like a fascia It sinks and floats in the liquid.

The place where the internal organs were originally empty, Lin San wine can see his spine at a glance - in the empty abdominal cavity, only a piece of white.

When this person died, his face was distorted, and he looked through the wall that was slightly corroded. At first glance, he looked like he was laughing.

If the rabbits have been hard to resist in the mucus, I am afraid that this man is not much worse at this time.

The spirit of the previous one has completely driven away the sleepy feelings. Lin Sanshui sat down with anxiety and looked at his feet in a daze, trying to remember if they had any ability or special items, which could guarantee safety...

Huh?

Her thoughts paused and turned her head.

The body of the white man outside, still carrying the sun and floating on the outside of the capsule.

It seems that there is something wrong...

Lin San wine slammed his head and tried to find the thought that had just passed.

There is no surprise in the roots of a dead person. After all, these roots absorb a lot of creatures; however, what she has to notice is that

This dead man was not here before.

If it is the same tree roots, Lin Sanjiu must have already seen it for a long time - for example, an obese "walking chicken" that has been floating on her head is a travel companion who accompanied her all the way.

Because the mucus flow rate is the same everywhere in the root of the tree, it is impossible for the front thing to slow down, or the latter thing to catch up.

She approached a little, looked at the broken face, her heart beat faster, and she had a bold guess.

Lin Sanjiu forced himself to calm down and waited for a while, and the capsules continued to smash several times.

This is not the root of the tree pushing her out - these shocks have a long duration, and some have only passed by; and not long after the shock ended, she can always find that the surrounding environment has changed.

The "going chicken" on the head did not know where it was rushed. The dead body just fell far behind; the creature inside the root suddenly increased, and the east and west floated around the capsule. In the space, there are raw faces that have not been seen before.

There are a few evolutionary people who seem to be alive and use a variety of life-saving means: one is wrapped in a thick gold ribbon, like a mummy; the other is black and can't see the face— - But even so, their situation is only slightly stronger than the dead body.

Lin San wine hesitated for a while and eventually did not save them in the capsule.

Even if she stood in a crowded position, she could only stand up to two more places in the capsule, and she had to consider it for her companions.

"Sorry, you will hold it for a while." She said lowly, more like comforting herself. "Now all the mucus and organisms in the roots are converging... there is a way to go out."