Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 489: Lin Sanjiu and the old woman are the same kind of people?

...The air immediately fell silent, and a few long seconds passed in shock.

The carpet was empty, and not even a single mark was left where the pair of black cloth shoes had been stepped on.

Looking at the way the old woman was stretched and sucked up just now, it seemed like she should be sticking to the ceiling at this time; but when she looked up, the ceiling was naturally empty: a big living person, unexpectedly disappeared from here in the blink of an eye. The floor disappeared.

Qingjiuru blinked, his long eyelashes flickering a few times.

If it weren't for the fact that his body below the neck was still as unconscious as a stone, he might have thought that he had just had a dream... With confusion, he turned his eyes in the direction of Ji Shanqing, and then he was startled. .

Li Bao was staring at Chao Qing Jiuliu behind him with a look of disbelief on his face. He opened his lips and was about to say something, but he suddenly suffered a blow in the stomach - a surprised expression. When it fully emerged, he immediately wrinkled his face in pain.

Qingjiuru suddenly became excited and turned his head suddenly.

Not far behind him, Lin Sanjiu was standing next to the handrail of the swimming pool, pinching her nose with one hand and holding a card in the other. Her lips were pursed tightly, as if she was afraid of letting in a trace of air. Her face was flushed, and veins appeared on her forehead.

Obviously, she had been holding her breath for a while.

"Are you recovered?" Qingjiuru blurted out immediately.

"You will suffer from depression when you breathe", so logically speaking, if you don't breathe, you should be able to temporarily get rid of the effects of depression - but even if he can figure this out, he still has a lot of questions: "What...what's going on? Since you thought of this method, why are you recovering now? And...where is that old woman?"

Lin Sanjiu pinched her nose and shook her head vigorously, not knowing what she meant. She threw her pen and paper on the ground with her hands. She nodded a few times in the direction of the corridor, and then touched her face with her hands. Turned around a few times.

Qingjiuru looked at her in confusion. Although I still don't understand the situation, the atmosphere has quietly relaxed a lot.

Even for an evolved person, they cannot last long without being able to breathe, so every second is very painful and precious; Lin Sanjiu obviously doesn’t believe that she can open her mouth to speak without inhaling air - she She quickly pointed to the corridor again and circled around her face desperately; this time, she even made a red face and covered her mouth with her hand.

Qingjiuru was tired from lifting his neck, so he simply lay down on the floor - he looked like a dog watching humans do stupid things, still looking blank.

The veins on Lin Sanjiu's forehead jumped a few times - just when she was secretly anxious, the gift bag finally said "ah" and finally saved her: "I understand!"

Not waiting for Qingjiu Liu to turn around and ask, the gift bags were piled up and shouted into the corridor: "Ji Tu! Ci Tu, come in!"

There was a pause in the corridor, and a voice came: "...I won't come in."

Lin Sanjiu closed her eyes, as if trying desperately to control herself.

"Come in! It's okay now, I won't lie to you!"

"Is everything okay?" Citu muttered a few words in a low voice, as if asking the communication box for his opinion; after a few seconds, he raised his voice and asked: "Where is the old woman?"

The gift bag got stuck and he avoided answering: "Don't worry, it's safe now! Come in quickly, we need your help."

...After a moment that seemed as long as ten years, a pair of bright yellow eyes cautiously poked out from behind the corner of the corridor. Turning his eyes left and right, he saw that there was no sign of the old woman everywhere. Finally, he gradually raised his head again, revealing a long face full of suspicion.

"How can I help?"

"Go and cover the nose and mouth of my sister, Lin Daqiang, to prevent her from breathing." Libao said quickly.

Qing Jiuru also reacted at this time and quickly added: "If you still want to fight with her, at least wait until-"

Citu interrupted him with a wave of his hand, a little embarrassed: "Oh no, that's actually a misunderstanding. She can still continue to be a candidate."

"Okay, everything is fine, hurry up..." Before the gift bag could finish his sentence, he got hit again.

Citu frowned and glanced at Lin Sanjiu, obviously still not wanting to walk in; after thinking about it, he suddenly waved his hand in her direction - as if he felt something, Lin Sanjiu hurriedly She put her hand down, and almost immediately, the skin on her face had dents that had been pressed down by something, and the tip of her nose was flattened a bit.

"This is the tip of the [Shy Python]'s tail," Citu explained to the other two people, "I didn't work hard."

Lin Sanjiu seemed to finally feel at ease and hurriedly rushed to the paper and pen. She held a card in her left hand and pressed it against the paper. She quickly scrawled line after line with her right hand. She was too anxious and the pen tip It even scratched the paper a few times.

After finishing writing a paragraph, Lin Sanjiu stretched out his arms, approached Qing Jiuliu, and pushed out the paper and card together.

"...I heard you say that one of her consequences was 'schizophrenia'. Does that mean she caused the end of the world? So I took the risk and gave it a try." Qingjiuru read here , looked up at Ji Shanqing, and seeing the latter's serious face, he turned around and said: "Hey, the gift package said that the old lady must see the target with her own eyes before she can activate it, so she shouldn't... ah, okay, okay, I'll keep reading."

He put his chin on the note, like a greedy snake that couldn't move.

"I just called out the [Nostradamus Card] - it is designed to absorb doomsday elements - if the old lady does create the doomsday, then I may be able to use this card to put her away. ”

...After reading this, Qing Jiuliu's voice paused, and he stared at the second half of the sentence that penetrated the back of the paper: "I didn't expect that she was really taken away by me!"

After this messy and scrawled sentence, there was a big exclamation mark; when Lin Sanjiu wrote this sentence, his mood was obviously very unstable - the color of the exclamation mark was so dark that it was almost shocking.

Qingjiuru slowly looked up at the card next to the note, his mouth open; the battery icon now showed "23%".

...The old woman is in this card?

No one was speechless for a while. The air was so quiet that one could hear their breathing. Several pairs of eyes were fixed on the [Nostradamus Card]. For a long time, there was no one there. Make a sound.

Lin Sanjiu grabbed the note, scribbled another paragraph, and pushed it back expressionlessly again - her face was now wrapped by the snake's tail, and her face was pressed flat. It's also flat, even if you want to make expressions, it's difficult, and you can only communicate through text.

"What does she have to see with her own eyes? Didn't you first suspect that she created the apocalypse?"

After Qing Jiulu finished reading, he remembered that when he was talking to Ji Shanqing, he deliberately lowered his voice; and Lin Sanjiu, who was standing far away, was still immersed in the influence of depression at that time, presumably I happened to not hear it.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out a heavy breath - luckily she didn't hear it!

"There are indeed doubts here, but now it is clear that the end of this world is indeed man-made." Qingjiuru couldn't help but glance at the card again and asked: "Don't worry about this for now... You are not following me Did you say you can't transform living creatures into cards?"

"Since she can be collected by the card," the gift bag on the side suddenly said, "that means she is not alive!"

Lin Sanjiu subconsciously wanted to nod, but couldn't move her neck. Then she remembered that the python was still wrapped around her face, so she had to quickly blink her exposed eyes.

"That's all right," Li Bao said breathlessly, "There are so many things wrong with the old lady. When she sat on me, I could barely feel her weight and body temperature - and, Which living person can be held in such a state and still not die?"

"If she's not a living person, what is she? A fallen species?"

At some point, Citu also walked over from behind the corner. He was still holding the communication box in his hand. The interested face of No. 46 was shining on the low-pixel screen.

If anyone here could guess what the old woman was, it would probably be Lin Sanjiu.

After all, she had been something similar to that old woman once at Kisaragi Station.

In fact, the moment the old woman was absorbed by the card, Lin Sanjiu stared blankly at the card in his hand, and a vague suspicion emerged in his heart.

... Could this old woman be something someone constructed with consciousness?

Now that I think about it carefully, this guess is not impossible.

First of all, the old woman must meet the two conditions of "non-living creature" and "doomsday factor" at the same time before she will be absorbed by the [Nostradamus Card]; in this regard, the soul family is a very Good counterexample.

The doomsday factor is already obvious, and it must be the evolutionary ability she has shown; then, what "non-living creature" can possess the evolutionary ability of an evolver?

Although Lin Sanjiu, as a conscious body, could not use her evolutionary abilities when she was at Ruyue Station, it was basically because her abilities were based on the body; When she becomes a conscious body or becomes an old hen, her abilities will be abolished.

But what if someone's evolutionary ability is completely decoupled from sex?

Once you think of this, the rest becomes logical: the old woman's [Concept Collision] is actually the ability of the master behind her, not her own - the image of the "old woman" itself is probably just a created image. The consciousness that comes out.

And unlike Lin Sanjiu in Ruyue Station, the consciousness of the "old woman" has obviously been carefully constructed: she is like a motor vehicle on the battlefield, giving up almost everything she can. parts, just to carry the most powerful weapon.

What worries Lin Sanjiu the most is that after being absorbed by such a big person as the old woman, she only occupies 23% of the card's capacity - does this mean that the consciousness that makes up the old woman is actually only a tiny bit?

In other words, after an instigator turned everyone in the world into madmen, he sent an image he constructed with a ray of consciousness and returned here again...

All kinds of thoughts flowed through Lin Sanjiu's brain like a stream. Although she still had many questions, her thoughts were finally interrupted by the glance from No. 46.

Lin Sanjiu lowered her eyelids and did not write down her thoughts. She just wrote on the paper: "No, I have to breathe."

This was true: if she didn't breathe, she felt like her brain was going to explode.

As Ci Tu waved his hand, [Shy Python] quickly moved its tail away, and Lin Sanjiu immediately gasped for air; when the fresh air flowed into his chest, the cool happiness like water had not yet flowed into his chest. How long could it last? Her expression soon became noticeably gloomy again, and her expression became stiff.

The "depression" imposed on her by the old woman was at a very serious stage, with death just a few steps away; therefore, when the depression returned, Lin Sanjiu's mind immediately felt as if a heavy weight had fallen on her. His hand became sluggish and heavy, and he just stared at his hands blankly. For a moment, he even forgot about the question he just thought about.

Seeing that her face gradually stopped turning red, she looked like she wanted to hide away immediately; [Shy Python] immediately wrapped itself around Lin Sanjiu's mouth and nose again, and pulled her away He was dragged back a few steps.

After nearly a minute passed after his breathing stopped, Lin Sanjiu picked up the pen again.

"Why didn't you get up and stop breathing earlier?" Qingjiuru asked with a blank expression.

“Because my depression is so severe, I can’t even think of helping myself,” Lin Sanjiu wrote with his head lowered. “Although I thought that I would not have depression if I didn’t breathe, I couldn’t even do such a simple thing. I can't do anything."

"Then you——"

"Didn't the old woman want me to commit suicide?" She quickly left lines of ink on the paper with a pen: "I just thought, then I might as well die in this way; if depression If it disappears, forget it. If it doesn’t disappear, I’ll just die. When I can’t hold it in any longer, I’m already planning to jump into the water.”

The gift bag took a breath.

Lin Sanjiu glanced at him, then reached out to touch the [Nostradamus Card] on the ground, and wrote on the paper: "...the doomsday elements absorbed by this card can be absorbed again. I release it; maybe I can use this method to replace the effects on all of us."

When Qingjiu Liu read this sentence, Libao almost cried - after being beaten for so long, his nose and face were already so bruised and swollen that he couldn't stand it; he couldn't even stay still, just He could roll over and over like a ball. When he heard that there was hope, his eyes immediately turned red.

Lin Sanjiu didn’t waste any more time and pinched the [Nostradamus Card].

With a thought, two rows of identical subtitles appeared in the air next to her finger.

When Ji Shanqing and Qing Jiuliu saw these two rows of subtitles, they couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief and smiled - maybe they were lucky, there were a few subtitles in the first release. Less serious consequences; such as "hungry", "sleeping for three days", etc.

"Sister, sister, give it to me first, give it to me first!" The gift bag fell to the ground after a while. His eyes glanced at the subtitles, and he jumped up again: "I'm going crazy!"

Lin Sanjiu sighed in her heart ~IndoMTL.com~ She randomly selected a condition and clicked it twice quickly; as soon as her fingers fell, the gift bag’s ear-length short hair suddenly grew slowly, smoothly and obediently. His chest lowered all the way - this time, he looked completely like a little girl.

Ji Shanqing was stunned, as if he still didn't believe it, and waited warily for a while. When he was sure that the inexplicable force finally stopped beating him, his face lit up - but when he looked up again, he found that Lin Sanjiu's eyebrows furrowed tightly and the subtitles disappeared from the air.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Sanjiu slowly raised her hand and showed the [Nostradamus Card] to them. The number on that battery suddenly dropped from 23% to 16%.

When Ci Tu, who was watching the excitement on the side, had not yet reacted, No. 46 in the communication box let out an "oops".

"Oops." Lin Sanjiu grabbed a pen and paper and wrote, "...Every time you cast [Concept Collision], 7% will be consumed from the card. This means that one of the four of us cannot Recovery."

(Thank you for your monthly votes and rewards. I can’t see my comments now. What should I do? Where can I write them?) (To be continued.)