Doomsday Wonderland

The sun shining again in the east reflected into the sky, gradually faded away from the darkness. Compared with last night, the wilderness that is re-illuminated in front of us seems to be not the same world. If there are two worlds on the double track on day and night, then the one she is now in must be a long night.

In the morning sun, a string of apertures illuminate in the blue sky, and Lin Sanshui slightly narrowed his eyes.

Whether it is the end of the day or the flood, she is now exhausted. She only rejoiced that she had lived for another day and saw the morning sun.

"...For your safety, you better not to have anything to do with me anymore." On her way to the reconstruction area with Lin Er, Lin San wine said tiredly: "The person who traces me, now has no The reason is to find you in trouble again. You are ready for the next transfer -"

She wanted to say, "I can live a normal life again," but I swallowed it back. The days in the doomsday world are neither normal nor life.

Long Er sent a confusing "hmm" from his throat, which seemed to be more depressed because he learned about the flood. His face was full of dishes, his eyes, eyebrows, and corners of his mouth were all sagged. One mouth first sighed with a sigh: "I don't know if I can still transfer a few lives. Is that the flood, just for the blue sky? ?"

"I'm afraid it is not." Lin Sanjiu glanced at him and felt that he was far worse than him after a few days of exhaustion: "If I hear what news, I will post it in the Muyu Forum." You often keep a god... do you have a visa?"

"Yes," said Long Erqi, "I went to Coconut Island. Just because I bought it all, I was penniless."

"Coconut Island?" Lin Sanjiu searched for a while in a sleepy, paste-like mind, and found nothing: "So expensive, is it twelve circles?"

"No, but it is more expensive than the twelve worlds. I have lost my body for three or four years." Long Er sighed deeply. "The information of the world can be found in the Muyu Forum... It is a legend. ideas."

"Oh?"

“In general, the world with the lowest degree of danger is also e-class, but the coconut island is safer than the e-class. The human world there seems to be because life is too comfortable and pleasant. After entering the non-child society, the population is getting more and more The less, the more gradually disappeared."

There are still worlds that have died because of this reason?

After the end of the heat, radiation, and so on, Lin Sanjiu felt that the world of Coconut Island was like a joke.

"It is for this reason that the facilities and resources there are still well preserved, very suitable for human life. The world that has not experienced disasters... is it the only difference? There are rumors that it will become the center of the thirteenth world. It."

If it is so stable, maybe she can use it as one of the strongholds... After Lin Sanshui thought about the possibility for a while, the two finally returned to the gathering place of the evolutionary, and the crowds on the street gradually became dense; The copy of the giant, it seems that has not come in this direction, everything looks the same as in the past.

"Don't forget to send a notice to the Muyu Forum," Lin Sanjiu smashed again when the two were about to break up. "In the organization that manages the twelve circles, I remember that one is responsible for the copy. I hope they can That copy is controlled - hey, yes, this is the fee."

Long Er was a little embarrassed to bow his head and scratched his ears. "Thank you for helping me find a hotel before... I am going back to the Muyu Forum, I can try to convince them and return my previous work to me."

He took the red crystal from Lin Sanjiu and suddenly became even more embarrassed: "That... well, there is another thing..."

"what?"

"Small yarn..." Long Er said, "If you feed it, raise it, you can grow it back...so..."

Lin Sanjiu patted his head and quickly returned the gauze. The tassel seems to be very happy to return to the original owner, and twisted back and forth in the second-hand dragon. "We don't owe anything to each other?" she said with a smile. "Then I can go."

Before she turned around, Long Er looked at her face and suddenly couldn't help but say: "I know that you still have something to do, but you look tired... In this state, even your own safety is difficult to guarantee. ”

"Reassured," Lin Sanjiu smiled, and the amber eyes shone in the sunlight with a transparent luster. "I hope we will never see each other again in this world."

Dragon II nodded his eyelids and watched her back disappear into the corner. He sighed and sighed and walked into the Muyu Forum – no matter when it came, it was all the same, squeezing and boring.

Having said that, what is not annoying?

He sent a message according to Lin Sanjiu's smashing, went to the basement level, and planned to go to the former boss to ask for help. Everything is a heavy burden, and the struggle to survive is always overwhelming. But even if it is so hard, he is just alive, just satisfying the needs of survival, no happiness and no pursuit, no different from a pig...

When passing through a row of squat-shaped cabins, Long Er was stopped.

Even if he doesn't wear a uniform, maybe he is like a miscellaneous person in the eyes of others. It is not like a customer who can afford a single cabin... He sighed in depression and lowered his heart, and slowly turned around. Body: "I am not here to work..."

Halfway through the words, his voice condensed, his eyes slammed, and stood in the same place.

After a while, the thin and beautiful man in front of him suddenly smiled: "I know, you have already escaped from here."

Long Er did not say anything.

"See her now? Did things get it?"

He nodded.

The sharp, pointed eyes of the eyes, like a thin bamboo leaf, smiled slightly. The man extended his hand to him: "Give me."

Dragon II slowly took out a small silver bottle and handed it into the man's hand.

"Great! How come?" Silver light spilled on the man's face and hands like water, dyed his face like a thin ice under the moonlight. "I didn't have any expectations for you."

"She wants to use one hand and hand it to me. Because it is to be illuminated, it was not collected at the time."

"So imitation goods, have you given her imitations?" The eyes turned back and looked at Long Er.

He nodded again.

"It’s good," the man raised a hand—the wrists and fingers were thin and thin, and the outline of the bones could be seen. With a soft click, the last laughter of the man faded in the mind of Long Er: "So, you have completely forgotten this matter since then."