Doomsday Wonderland

After the evolution of Lin Sanjiu, the building she destroyed by her own hands is already unknown, but when it comes to reconstruction, this is really the first time.

...and reconstruction is far more difficult than she imagined.

Especially in this process, she found that the effect of [Descriptive Power] also had time constraints; every 30 minutes, she had to re-describe the room to prevent it from returning to ruin. Fortunately, this item does not seem to have restrictions on use, she does not have to wait for it to cool - so, if you use it to describe a spaceship, I don't know if it works?

If Yu Yuan is still alive, he can drive Exodus...

"Do you intend to turn the circle like this?" The teacher did not know how many times he opened his mouth. "You laid half of the floor and set up two walls... Then?"

"Good question," Lin Sanjiu stopped in the corner of the two walls and licked the scalp that was still a little bit painful: "...I think about it."

Now, this simple, empty room is like a semi-finished model.

It has no ceilings and no two walls; the other half of the room is almost swallowed up by nature, and she is unable to figure out where the door is because she is not sure where it is at the end.

But... even if you find the location of the gate, can you really go out?

She stood on the floor and snorted for a while, and her brows wrinkled tighter. The weeds and vines were cleared, and the large and half floors in the room were paved. The old days and objects that were rusted in the room naturally emerged, and they were exposed to her eyes.

Even after such a long time, the garbage here is still amazing.

“What is the use of this room?” she snorted. “There is no furniture, the area is still so big...”

Lin Sanjiu stretched his hand and pulled a few times, and put a few long planks and rusty iron bars around him to the side - these two things seem to be the most, all the land is everywhere - with a few When the screw was rolled to the ground, she pumped it out and pulled out a plastic bag from a large piece of broken brick. She shook and suddenly swelled up a smashing dust, and something threw down on the ground.

...that is a roll of clothes.

Even if it has been eroded by time and wear for so long, Lin Sanjiu can still recognize it at a glance. These sweaters used to be brand new. The same style, there are five or six pieces; each piece is the same number of yards, neatly bundled into a stack by plastic rope, looks like the inventory of clothing dealers.

"Congratulations on unlocking Tip 2," the voice of the copy suddenly rang, seemingly waiting for this moment: "Looking for clues from the debris."

Compared with the sound when I was holding her hair, it was a difference between a recording and a madman.

Recording and mad?

This subliminal metaphor of her own made her feel a little faint. This copy... Is it possible to say that...

“Go first to find clues,” Mr. Yi interrupted her thoughts: “It’s not too late to go out!”

Lin Sanji sighed and threw his clothes into the garbage. I don't know if it is because I unlocked the second prompt, the garbage seems to be more.

When she threw the last screw on the ground, her face and face were all dirty. After burying the **** for a few hours under the midday sun, the dirt on the body was completely covered with sweat, a thick layer and a black belt.

"I don't know what I bought for Exodus," she snorted. "How about a spaceship, am I still dumping garbage here?"

"I am a teacher of the Consciousness Mechanics Hall. I am not helping you to collect garbage." Yi teacher snorted.

"When it comes to this, how is your statistics?"

Yi teacher slammed the ground and found the statistics in her mind.

Wood and wood chip fragments: 79 pieces, varying in size but similar in texture. From the appearance of several complete boards, they should all be rectangular boards with uniform specifications and uniform use.

Iron frame, iron bars: the quantity is unknown. Some iron bars and iron frames have holes in them that seem to be screwed into a larger shelf.

Screw: This statistic has no meaning, and the purpose is above.

"You only counted three things, it is obvious that you are too lazy to forget." Lin Sanjiu could not help but say.

"Crap, there are so many pieces of garbage, it is so dirty, I am upset!" Teacher Yi immediately sent a temper: "And these are the thoughts inside you."

"……Go on."

Clothes: 25 pieces, one bundle per five pieces. Each bundle is a new size of the same size, never unopened, still with a tag.

Broken glass: five or six pieces, each piece is not small. Glass **** has long since disappeared.

A push-on handle with a full-surface paint that looks like it should be on the window.

"Are you still listening?" Teacher Yi suddenly stopped.

Lin Sanjiu looked at the wooden board and a piece of iron in his hand, absent-mindedly "hmm" and muttered: "I think... I know what the room is doing."

After a few minutes of brainstorming, the semi-finished room was no longer empty - a row of iron shelves stood neatly on the concrete floor, blocking most of the daylight. The light is cut into long fingers, passing between the iron frame and the iron frame, reflecting the goods on each layer of wood; the clothes wrapped in plastic are silently placed in the shadows on each shelf. .

"...such a place, it really is a warehouse." Lin Sanjiu spit a long breath, "and it is a clothing warehouse."

It is also strange to say that a product card that specifically emphasizes the power of description has very little description of itself - especially the use of restrictions. There are many subtle limitations that can only be felt when used: for example, although she suspects that wood and iron bars may be part of the shelf, it is not enough to rely on the garbage. ".

She had to do it herself, barely put together the shape of an iron shelf, and set up a few pieces of decayed wood that had been wormed. This finally used the power of description to re-establish their feet and renew themselves. - But to be honest, since she has put the shelves up, they are new and old, more or less, in fact, what is the difference?

"When you practice,"

Lin San wine whispered. As she walked between the shelves, her fingers slid across the cargo and cast a long shadow on the concrete floor. This shows that the sun has crossed the center of the sky and began to tilt towards the west. Five or six hours passed by, and the small progress she made seemed to help little.

"You continue to say, is there any other debris?"

Yi teacher was silent for half a second and suddenly said: "In the sundries, you just found some gray and white pieces. I don't know how to remember it all the time, so I just picked up the images of the pieces and checked them carefully. Again."

"and then?"

"No wonder I can't forget it, because it is familiar." Teacher Yi sighed. "... After I put it together, I found them to be bones."

Lin San wine has a glimpse.

"From the size of the bone size, it may be the bone of a large animal, or it may be a human bone." Yi teacher thought about it and added: "Considering that there are more people than cows, I think it should be the latter. ”

Thank you, Bailu Cangzhuang, I have heard of i, Yan Yunzhou, 179688148277 (actually familiar with the numbers), Xiaojing Emperor, a drowning fish, sun and moon wet, Mumbai Fu Jin, magnesium aluminum, ghost reincarnation, Nalan is a reward and monthly ticket for everyone who eats food, Yi Aifei, Zhenzhen Panda, pymm, Chinese layman, and mango! My mood has been a bit low recently, and I can't afford it. I feel that I have been more frequent because of the previous period. The readers have gone a lot and have no motivation. If you see someone boasting me, my first reaction is "Don't boast, not good." If you see someone saying bad, then it will be more damn... It’s really a tail without a bird.