Doomsday Wonderland

The fog filled the heavens and the earth, tumbling in the silence, undulating, stirring the faint dark blue. The flashlight pierced the distance a few steps away, and was swallowed by a thick fog.

After more than a hundred living people walked into the fog, it was like the ice melted into the water and disappeared silently.

There is a dark blue in the field of vision. Only this section of the sky train car, lit up in the fog, a little pale, long-lasting lights.

The silence lasted for a few seconds and was broken by Yu Yuan’s voice.

"Since you don't want to go," under the glare of tattoos, his irritability is clearly visible: "I will take a step first!"

"Wait," Lin Sanjiu screamed, "We want to go too!"

After this sentence blurted out, she herself groaned and said with a little hesitation: "...but, but there is really no sound outside..."

"What about that?" Yu Yuan frowned, and the wolf on his cheek seemed to be whistling. "I came to Shambhala, not for listening to the sound. I am leaving, you will go out and look for me when you arrive."

As soon as he said it, he immediately turned to the door; probably feeling the urge of Lin Sanshui and Spartan to keep up with the moment, Mihm screamed: "What are you doing for Shambhala?"

Yu Yuan’s back was stopped and stopped at the door.

"Where is Shambhala?" Mihm couldn’t control his voice. His vocal cords trembled, as if he would break at any time: "Why are you coming?"

Lin Sanshui turned his head slowly and glanced at the boy whose appearance was bleak. He whispered: "These two questions... we don't know the answer."

Mihm quickly glanced at her and looked at Spartan with help.

His chief was staring at the dense fog outside the window, his back standing in the dim sky, no sound.

"I must go out anyway," Yu Yuan turned his head and didn't know who he was talking to: "This is the call of Shambhala to me."

"It's not very strange! A thing that you don't even know what you are, but you have summoned so many people together here. Which one makes sense?" Mehm screamed, turned Head: "Sir, you can't go out with him! Where did the people who went out go, it's dead or alive, we don't know... this place is too bad!"

Yu Yuan sighed low and said nothing, and stepped out of the door.

"You are not afraid to go out and meet an accident!"

Mihm shouted at the back and shouted, but this sentence did not seem to pass into his ear at all; Yu Yuan strode out of the carriage, and was completely swallowed up by the fog after only a few steps. The place where he disappeared, there was only a dead, rolling, gray-blue fog.

Lin San wine jumped in his heart, and then his brows slowly released.

In addition to the struggling contradictions that have emerged from time to time, she is not afraid, anxious, or worried about Yu Yuan at all.

It's like... it's like the calmness of injecting an anesthetic into a blood vessel.

"Mim," Spartan's silhouette was against the fog outside the window, and finally he finally opened his mouth. His voice is very low and very gentle: "You should be very clear, I can take you out of the train at any time... right?"

The boy choked a sip of water.

"I, I know... the sergeant may not know me, but I have worked with you to see the power of your battle."

When he spoke, he glanced quickly at Lin San, and immediately retracted his gaze, but his hands tightened the two. He did not open up his own evolutionary ability, nor did he use special items. He used his own strength and used those two thin hands to hold their arms.

"So, you would rather risk such a big risk, but also stop me." Under the scattered blond hair, Spartan used the pair of green eyes to sweep the boy and looked confused: "Why ?"

"Why...because...because you are our chief!"

Mihm hesitated, and seemed to think that the answer was not good enough: "There is no sir... What about the security department? There are so many seniors outside..."

"No, I mean," Spartan looked up and slammed into Lin San's gaze. They saw a trace of confusion from each other's faces: "What do we do... is it really abnormal?"

"Yes!" Mihm was so anxious that his face was red and red, and the blood seemed to drown his flat features: "It's just like being lost!"

Lost in the soul?

Lin San wine cellar looked at the green eyes. She knows that Spartan must be like himself at the moment: they can all understand the meaning of Mihm rationally, but – these words can't provoke the emotions they should have in their hearts.

"I know," she sighed low, and the other hand suddenly jerked a blow, and immediately slammed Mehm and let go. "But no matter what, we still have to get it."

"Then you are going!" The boy was sore and angry: "You don't want the sergeant to follow you!"

"No," Lin Sanshui said, and he has already looked around in the train. She felt that there was a thick fog in her mind. Yi teacher struggled after the thick fog and shouted to approach her, but it is still only a shadow, although it seems to have gradually become clear. "Your chief must follow me out too -"

"What are you looking for?" Spartan asked softly.

"This is the troop carrier of your arsenal, right?" She hurriedly opened a row of cabinets, grabbed some uniforms and things from it, and threw them on the ground. “Is there no special items on the car, or what are the products of your arsenal?”

"You mean..."

Lin Sanjiu paused and moved his eyes to the fog that filled the window. It has been a minute or two since the people and Yu Yuan left, and she is not worried about them. Instead, she is excited and eager to try. It seems to have been called by something outside the window, and she can’t wait to follow them and want to go out.

Relying on the constant calling of the teacher in the mind and the stop of Mihm, she faintly floated a sense of consciousness - just like the wild grass against the strong wind, the faint consciousness that is constantly drifting - maybe she wants it The thing to do is indeed a bit wrong.

"We have to go out. Everyone has gone out, including Yu Yuan... Even if we just want to see their situation, we can't continue to stay here." Lin Sanji breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Moreover, I really... really want to go out."

She looked at the opposite and shook her head: "But even if I am eager to go out, I know I have to be prepared and be careful...so I want to borrow something from your arsenal."

Spartan smiled and his wrist jerked, and he buckled the boy's arm. He slammed Mehm from the floor. He didn't even turn around, and he didn't see how to force. The boy stumbled. The ground rushed forward several steps.

"It's easy," he smiled. "The rest of the exhibits at the auction, I took it with me. Mihm?"

The boy did not seem to have reacted to this sudden turn, and looked up slyly: "Ah?"

"Are you a trainee?"

"Yes Yes……"

"We are going out to investigate the situation. Are you willing to follow up as a full member?" Spartan said here, suddenly licking his lips - like a wildfire in the body, burning him with a pair of green eyes Bright and afraid of people. When he chuckled softly, his voice was hoarse: "...maybe a reminder of you, can save the lives of both of us."

Mimmton couldn't speak. He looked at the fog floating in the door for a while, and looked at his sir for a while, straightened his body and whispered: "Sir, I am willing to follow you."

Spartan nodded and turned and opened a door above the train. He was tall, his arms were slender, and he slid down a black lacquered bag effortlessly; the bag was half-length long and wide as if it had a door inside. He threw the bag to Meme, and the boy almost sat down on the ground with a slap in the face - "Hold, this is your equipment."

"Yes Yes!"

They quickly sorted out the objects and ran out of the door. The dim light from the inside of the carriage fascinated a small piece of fog in front of him; the fog seemed to have life, floating slowly from several people, leaving a cold sight on their skin.

As soon as I left the air train, it seemed as if everything was erased between heaven and earth. Only Mem's heavy gasps, as they continue to deepen, become more and more clear; if it is not this noise, I am afraid that Lin San will think that he is walking on the bank of the junction between Huangquan and the human world.

The three apertures thrown by the flashlight are constantly passing through the fog, occasionally touching each other. The effect of the light is very small, barely able to illuminate a few steps under the foot; through the white mist, Lin San wine found that her foot is a gray earth covered with gravel and gravel, and looks like bone. In general, the poor and the grass are not born.

They couldn't see the way ahead, and they didn't know if they were in the same direction as Yu Yuan and others. But after a few moments of exploration, several people soon discovered that they didn't have to worry about going down the road.

"This is a **** that goes down." From the fog not far away, there was a sigh of Spartan - he sounded like he couldn't stop the excitement, and the sweet voice was trembled: " All the people who come out can only go down... Do you feel it? This terrain is like a huge bowl."

Lin Sanjiu was about to have a "right", but suddenly she bumped into something under her feet; she reacted very quickly, and after a fall, she had already taken a big step forward and wanted to regain her body by the front ground. Unexpectedly, the thing that licked her was unexpectedly long. She did not step on the ground as she wished, but instead embarked on something soft and hard, and completely lost her balance.

When she was about to fall to the ground, she finally held her hand on the ground and stabilized her body. Both Spartan and Mihm were alarmed by her voice and asked: "What?"

"There was something that smashed me." Lin Sanjiu crouched on the ground and found that he didn't even speed up his heartbeat. He still had an injection of anesthetic-like calm; of course, he had to get what he wanted. joy. She picked up the flashlight from the ground and swept it over the thing: "I see what it is -"

Without a word, she stopped.

It is not a thing to stumble her, but Yu Yuan. Eh! Chen Yanxiao yells, you are such a wall and a wall to reward, is it mainly to make me feel guilty (not actually pumping you)? What can I do? I feel that I have provoked my debts... I will write you a copy of it, the protagonists are um and oh, what? You can email me to tell me the story that I have to say! Thank you skiirabbit, rabbit leader, your father's recent wilful desires, big whales licking their teeth, cloud purple guest, cool and wind, unnamed 咩, Jiuyixi and other people's rewards and monthly votes!