Doomsday Wonderland

In the mind of Lin Sanjiu, a card slipped into her hand.

In the early morning light blue sky, the line on the card [Hey, sister? The words are faintly lit. This is one of Jishan's special remote liaison, but it has been used for the first time since she got it.

After lifting the card, she sat down and placed the heavy box on her lap. I don't know what the coolness of the metal is, and it penetrates the skin through the trousers. She thought about it and reached out for the first contact call.

The call tone rang in a wave, and was quickly cut off by a familiar voice.

"Hey?"

At the moment when this voice went into the ear, Lin Sanjiu suddenly had a desire - she really hoped that the person answering the other end of the contact was Ji Shanqing. The gift bag that once accompanied her day and night, after leaving, seems to have left a hole that can't be filled up. When I look at it, I always feel that there is a white jade-like face.

"Is it a fish?"

She paused and repressed the thoughts that were so strong. She left another contact in exodus a few days ago. I didn't expect it to come in handy so quickly: "I found the one who gave you the committee to ventilate the letter."

Although the name of the committee was good, the fish and his dead partners were just one of the few hooligans in the twelve worlds. In order to survive in the 12th world, these people have always had something to do; when they meet a fat sheep today, they are "committees". When they encounter recruitment notices tomorrow, they will become freight drivers.

Like the mop cloth, they live on the bottom of the pyramid of the blue sky. From this point of view, the force that the mop cloth can find is just the same level as the "inhibition of the inflation committee" - plus now that there is preparation, Lin Sanjiu really does not worry about the safety of exodus.

"...Tell Yu Yuan, when I am not there, let him and Shales pay more attention. He is a guest in the system, and Shales will cooperate." Simply explain the matter, Lin Sanjiu is working I wonder if I have missed it, but I suddenly asked the fisherman: "What about me?"

"what?"

"I," the sound of the lying fish still has a bit of dullness. She suspects that he is because he just remembered his dead partner and sneaked into tears - "What is my identity in the system?"

Lin Sanjiu paused and decided to be a little bit more. "I didn't register you in the system." She replied bluntly.

"Hey? Well, but Shales just gave me a glass of juice..."

That is because he has no identity in the system, and his daily needs have to be met by the system. In order to avoid confusion, Shales regards him as a "pet". The facts are not very good, so Lin Sanjiu can only report silence.

"I said," the fish hungry for a while, and the breathing was clear and audible. "You... can you set me up as a guest? To be honest, we have done this before, of course, of course, to rob the rich and help the poor. I mean, I have experience and know their way. If I have the authority to at least help you a little."

Guest permissions can be adjusted not only and can be overwritten at any time. His request is quite conservative.

"When I go back to register for you in the afternoon," Lin Sanjiu thought about it and promised: "I have to go to the black market now."

Look at the time, the family will "survive by any means!" It is time to open the door.

Relying on the old captain's daily reciprocation is not a long-term solution; not to mention that some people are now staring at exodus, keeping a fixed schedule is easy to get rid of. In order to be safe and convenient, she must go to remind the owner of the store. After all, it took two or three weeks since she left the deposit, but she has not seen the shadow of her own aircraft.

The shop was darker than the last time, and it was caged in a dark black. Only the dim white light in the corner outlined the outline of the objects in the store.

Lin San drunk and lightly cooked a low waist, avoiding the swaying feet of several bodies on his head, and greeted the figure in the corner: "Good afternoon! Is there something I want?"

As soon as she heard the sound, the corner of the chair immediately passed the sound of the chair roller across the floor; however, she answered her with a young and even tender voice: "What do you want?" Asked, the man stood up and walked. Into the light, revealing a small face with a big palm.

In the dim light, his skin was smooth and thick, and the thin bones were not developed before, so Lin Sanji almost mistaken him as a girl.

"You...who are you?" She looked at the child in front of her with a puzzled look, thinking that he would not be more than ten years old at most. "I came to the owner, an old man."

"Look for me, I am looking at the store." The boy turned the desk lamp and pointed the light at the table. It seemed to be calmly expressed in front of an adult: "What do you want?"

"When is he coming back?" Lin Sanjiu hesitated for a few seconds, not willing to let him feel that he looked down on him as a child.

"You said it!" Perhaps because of the relationship between the twelve worlds, the boy showed a little childishness: "I know the goods sent in the store today!"

It seems that in order to prove that everything is in his grasp, he suddenly turned up the file, and many pieces of paper fell off the table, and he was caught by him. "Look," he shook a piece of paper and sucked his nose: "Order registration!"

Although it was only a glimpse of a glimpse, Lin San also caught the word "flying".

"Wait," she screamed at once, and took it to look carefully. She couldn’t help but be surprised and happy: "This is it!"

The owner of the shopkeeper only scribbled the words "flight instruments". When the boy led her to the store, she still didn't know what her future transportation would look like. She pressed the excitement and got into a narrow aisle at the back of the store; the walkway was full of messy things, and when I didn't pay attention, I probably couldn't pull out a metal instrument.

"Oh, I forgot to close the store door,"

The boy’s experience was obviously not as rich as his deliberate performance. He threw down Lin Sanjiu, and went to the store door in a hurry. He forgot to take the registration form and let her press the fingerprint. When she finished the fingerprint, the boy became aware. It was too early to press, she hadn't got the goods yet - the boy ran a few miles inside and out, and finally took her to see the flying device.

She had asked the owner of the store that the appearance of the aircraft was the most ordinary; but she obviously forgot to add a sentence, which world standard to measure "ordinary."

The whole body is dark, there is no trace of the flying aircraft, like a huge crouching cockroach, the two long "sickles" in front of you lie on the ground. Two "sick knives" with a height of nearly ten meters are pointing directly at the sky. Lin San wine is sour because of his head and neck, in order to see the smooth and sharp arc at the top.

I didn't expect that an old man actually got such an amazing contraband.

The fuselage sandwiched between the two "sickles" looks light and narrow and almost disproportionate. When she came closer, she barely saw a rectangular gap in the darkness - the door should be opened from here.

She reached out and touched it gently, and the smooth, cold texture was silent under her fingertips. Lin Sanji couldn't help but imagine what it would be like when this pure black aircraft slowly landed on a white exodus... She knew that in essence, they were just a place to live, one Transportation; but for them, the meaning is far more than that.

After struggling for so many years in the doomsday world, she finally began to have a little power to master her life.

This is a beginning; not only is she being struck like a fragment of life, maybe even those friends who don’t know where they are, like islands, can rejoin and connect together.

The first thing to do now is to drive it back to exodus.

She looked up and looked around, except for the circular window of the cockpit above, without a button or a handle.

"This... how do you start?" Lin Sanshui looked back at the boy a little hesitantly.

I didn't expect the boy to be more excited than her. He may be the first to see this type of aircraft at close range, standing on the side of a "sickle", constantly looking up and down, and his body is set shorter. Lin Sanjiu called several times and he reacted: "Ah? I don't know."

“The store owner did not explain to you? Is there information on startup, driving and maintenance?”

The boy took his gaze from the aircraft and glanced at her. He said, "I am only nine years old."

...it makes sense. It seems that I have to call Yu Yuan.

Lin Sanjiu called an exodus again, and Yu Yuan quickly rushed to the Black Market. But even if he hangs up and talks immediately after the call, it will take several hours to arrive; she thought about it and decided to go shopping in the black market first and spend the time. Say hello to the boy, and the two walked back into the dark shop from the narrow aisle.

"You have pressed the handprint, you should take it away quickly." The boy groaned.

The aircraft far exceeds the weight that the Lin Sanjiu card can convert. However, this sentence made her wonder, and she could not help but ask: "How did you get it into the yard? I can't just drive away like this? This is a contraband."

"The aircraft we sell have fake license plates that can be taken directly from the yard, and no one will control them." The boy smiled and looked a little proud.

Although I waited for two or three weeks, I was able to get things so smoothly, and it was such a beautiful aircraft that was so unimaginable that Lin San was very satisfied. She smiled and said goodbye to the boy, turned and walked outside the door; when she stooped down, avoiding the feet on her head and all kinds of goods around her to go outdoors, the teacher said.

"How, don't you tell me?" Her tone was a bit strange.

“Who is it?” Lin Sanjiu asked while opening the map and looking for a restaurant to experience it.

"The owner is old."

"He is?" Lin San was shocked. "Where, why didn't I just see it?"

"He just hung on your head." Teacher Yi said leisurely. "His feet are still swaying from your shoulders. Of course I am not mistaken...that is the owner of the old man."

My mother, because of the starting system problem, I can't see it after 796, I am not in a hurry to replace the text. Today, I found out that the original qq reading can be seen! Sorry, the students who read qq, let you keep an anti-theft badge for so long...