Doomsday Wonderland

The wooden fish forum at three in the morning was sparse and deserted in the dim light. After the crowds of people in the day disappeared, the smoke dissipated, the air was cold, and the garbage debris and several ordinary people who were cleaning were left behind. The place was suddenly empty, and many of the corners of Lin San wine that had never been found floated out and were exposed to the light; however, because the lamp was only half light, the shadow was always a shadow.

She sat in the cockroach, just opened the screen, and an "IncomingCall" jumped out from the upper right corner. It was too late to switch the system language, she was busy with the conversation, and a huge peacock head lit up on the screen. Behind its green head, it was an empty white wall. She swept a few eyes and still couldn’t tell what the peacock head was.

The peacock's head swayed, revealing a pair of human eyes from the two cut holes in the head, and the eyes were covered with red blood.

"How," Lin Sanjiu asked while he was covering the peacock hood of the other's head, and asked: "Is there something you have to ask about?"

Although this person is only a "server" who is very common in the 12th world, he is very vigilant - I hope that this peacock head will be equally cautious when doing tasks.

"Of course," Peacock said softly. "You are a very simple job. If you can pick up a few more jobs, I will be able to get the next visa soon."

"Say it."

"The goal is very famous in the 12th world, so I didn't have much trouble, so I investigated her origins. She is twenty-nine years old, from the 'functional nightmare' world, probably wandering four or five in the doomsday world. In the year before, I arrived at Biyue Huangquan. The peacock head said, while putting something close to the screen, it was beyond the scope of the camera; Lin Sanjiu’s screen immediately popped up with the “IncomingFiles” prompt, and she clicked to receive it. .

The information is not long, and the dense text is only maintained for two pages. She flipped it over and found that most of the content happened in the blue sky, which mainly introduced the process of Gabriel's construction of Bliss.

"Besides being pretty, she doesn't have anything special." The peacock head shrugged his shoulders. "What is the word called, the one that used to describe them... Oh, high-end escort?" His voice began to sore. : "Being a woman is really convenient, open the legs -"

Lin Sanshui looked up and gave him a look. The peacock head suddenly stopped. It seemed that he suddenly remembered that his employer was also a woman.

"No." She didn't have the mood to manage the mouth of the peacock's head. After closing the two pages of information, she leaned a little on the back of the chair: "Only these are too common."

Gabigail from an evolutionary who is unknown, struggles every day on the line of life and death, and finally has a heel in the 12th world, has Bliss, in fact, the process can not be regarded as "normal"; but she carefully read this information After two times, I always felt that something was missing.

"What's missing?" The peacock head obviously didn't agree with her feelings. "I'm full enough! For this job, I found even her fellow countrymen. No one can investigate more carefully than I did." ”

This person, the reputation of work is really good.

After paying the remaining half of the money, Lin Sanjiu sat in his seat and squatted for a while. What the evolutionist brought from the dream script is, in general, a response to the idea of ​​their entry into the copy; just like the old saying "Thoughtful, night dreams." This response is not straightforward, and sometimes it does not fully meet the requirements of the evolutionary; but more or less, there will always be a little bit of relationship with their goals - so Spartan would recommend her to dream dreams at the time.

If she said that the virus she brought from the dream script really gave her a hint, then the only possible clue is that there is no infected Gabigail.

She once again looked at Gabigiel's information and still couldn't see any clues.

The past of the two of them has never been cross-over, and the friends who know each other have not been involved. Gabigail didn't have a reason to ask her for her life. From this information, she didn't know anyone who wanted Lin San's life.

So, what exactly is this clue...?

"Since this road doesn't work, then I have only one stupid way." Lin Sanji sighed and talked to himself while opening his own letter on the wooden fish system. Spartan did not send any news to her, nor did she know if she had come out from the ground. The arsenal was still searching for her; but there were several letters from the visa officer's channel, which took over her task of tracing. One of them called her most interested - "You said Hai Tianqing, I don't know, but Xiaoyi, who walked with him, I seem to have heard of it before. It seems to be in the center of the world. I have news, I have I will contact you immediately."

The letter was sent two days ago and the news is still fresh.

If you can contact Xiaoyi, perhaps the sea cadres and rabbits are not far away. Along the oasis, there was another Hu Chang; but he and the cat doctor fell into the hands of the doll, and the doll teacher now has no news... I don’t know if his injury is good. ......

When she realized that she was worried about the puppet teacher, she knew that she had mourned all her friends. After thinking about it, Lin Sanji took a bite and felt that he had a little risk of capital now. At 3:40 in the morning, she opened the Muyu Forum public channel and deliberately sent a message with a rough tone: "Who knows Where is the doll teacher? Call the little girl who plays the doll to come to me, and I will interrupt his pair of thin legs!"

Of course, she did not leave an address, but her goal was only to blow up the news of the doll, which would be enough.

Although he disguised his identity, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but feel guilty; but in addition to her, she still felt a little bit faint. Anonymous news - saying that the bomb may be more appropriate - just as soon as it was sent out, she was like being scalded by a chair, and jumped up quickly, and the low-waist drilled the cockroach.

The light that she closed the hatch, fluttered out in this basement, and it was surrounded by a dead silence. Lin Sanjiu was the only guest at this time. Everyone else was on the cheaper side of the head; she strode toward the door and opened the door. I didn't expect it to be hit by a person.

The man's reflex nerves were obviously not as good as her. After squatting, he stood firm, lowered his head, and hurriedly pulled down the hat on his head. The shadow re-caged the strange face. He swept Lin Sanji from under the hat and said nothing. He walked quickly from her side.

Lin Sanjiu went upstairs and walked through the rows of screens to the door of the Muyu Forum. There are only a few rare shadows in the forum, which are standing in front of the screen sporadically; occasionally from the quietness of the darkness, there will be a little noise from the things they touch. No matter what they look like, what they dress up, or what kind of race, people who have a wooden fish forum at this time always have a bit of a sneaky taste.

But then again, she is also a sneaky member.

One of the screens may have just been used, and the light is still lit. Lin Sanshui glanced at it, his eyes slid from an instant message scrolling on the screen - "hiring bodyguards, I am now on the eve, but I don't have much money." She smiled softly, but her footsteps Did not stop, slammed the stairs and left the Muyu Forum.

When she came to the Black Market, the beginning of the sun gradually reflected the horizon of the East. Standing on the high slope, looking far away, she could see the looming shadow of the sky, but she also said that it was not the mountain where the town was half-mountain. After buying a few new replacement masks, Lin San wine went away and counted a few red crystals from the purse.

The matter of Gabigail can now be put aside; there is another one, just to take her to the black market.

The cool morning air near the check-in point was gradually dyed with the sweet smell of the fried milk cake. She approached the narrow storefront that wrote "The Fallen Slices" and handed a few red crystals in her hand to the fallen seed that was wearing a mask: "Come a few milk cakes and some slices."

Time seems to be disgusting with the fallen, not willing to flow through them. Although after a few months, the long foot is still in the same place, doing the same job as before, hurting, hatred, as a fallen species, it is going back to this day after day. In the small shop, cut, fry, steam, clean, and greet guests. The long-term apparently did not recognize her, quickly put away the red crystals, and put the snacks into two paper bags - after the collapse of human society, plastic products became more and more rare; perhaps as the son-in-law said, the death of mankind Every planet is a good thing.

Lin Sanjiu took the paper bag in a quiet manner, leaning against the wall and sending a slice to his mouth.

Long legs glanced at her from the top of the mask, no sound. After a while, it looked at her again. The store was originally narrow, she was tall, and she blocked half of the door at the next stop. When Lin Sanjiu ate another piece of milk cake, the fallen seed finally couldn't help it: "We don't provide dine."

"You also have to have a place to offer."

"Then can you change places to eat?" asked long and hard.

"Yes, but before that, I have a request."

After a long trip, the movements of the hands slowed down.

Lin Sanji turned his head and did not remove the mask. She stared at the fallen seed and said softly: "I want Momo. I know you have not given up tracking him... tell me where is he?"