Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 751: Dream Script
The process of leaving the arsenal was indeed as smooth as Sibaan said.
When the two came to the gate, he only casually stretched out his hand to touch the mirror-like light screen. It suddenly shattered into countless silver light spots and disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye.
They first went to a nearby sign-in point; after signing in, they stayed up all night and experienced several thrills. Now mentally and physically exhausted, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but put his forehead against the sign-in point selling ice cream. , let out a long breath.
She knew that the dream script was not a place to relax, but she really wished she could lie down and sleep soon - maybe the exodus had spoiled her.
Although the two of them received numerous attention-grabbing gifts along the way, all eyes were undoubtedly focused on Sibaan alone. When walking beside him, Lin Sanjiu seemed to suddenly turn into a shadow under the lampshade, and no one could see her.
"The arsenal is a very interesting place. It's a pity that I can't take you around this time," Siba'an said as he walked: "Next time if I have a chance, I will take you back."
Lin Sanjiu turned his head slightly and glanced at the tall war hammer standing under the dome behind him from the corner of his eye. A group of tourists walked past the two of them, chattering and gradually moving away in the direction of the arsenal, which did make her feel a little envious.
I am afraid there is no one in the Twelve Realms who is not curious about the arsenal. However, after today's incident, she no longer has any room to join such a sightseeing group.
"Then I have to wait until Li Wensujiang gives up my mission?"
Sbaan snorted from his nose, "Or when the warhead is back in my hands."
"Back again?" Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but glance at him - the skylight coming from the transparent dome of Biluo District happened to fall on his profile, and a bright light appeared on his blond hair. She looked away and asked: "I thought your positions were all assigned..."
"Generally speaking, it is true," Sibaan shrugged, and the dark red epaulettes flickered slightly. "But one day, I was suddenly transferred to the Security Department, and Le Van Thu Giang took over my position. Before that day, no one had seen him and no one knew who he was. I investigated him for a long time and found nothing. , not even a single person who had heard of or seen him was found, and there was no information about him even in the visa officer’s system. Just like that, for no reason, a person seemed to suddenly appear from the cracks in the ground. He took over my seat under direct orders from the board of directors."
“There’s not even—— in the visa officer’s system?” Lin Sanjiu was surprised: “How is this possible?”
Li Wen Sujiang may not have just been born in this world!
Sibaan turned his head and glanced at Lin Sanjiu. His green pupils were surprisingly clear and transparent in the sunlight.
Even when discussing such things, his voice was very gentle and pleasant: "I think Li Wensujiang may be a pseudonym, or someone used some unknown method to cover up his previous traces. It's strange, Why must he hide his identity? There are only two violent departments in the arsenal, and the fight and personal grudges between each other have been made public. This may not be a coincidence... Oh, here comes the car."
The rails passed high overhead, spiraled down, and disappeared deep into the ground in the distance. A roaring iron train stopped in front of the two of them, and they entered the carriage - it is said that this train will take passengers all the way down, and eventually spit people back to the ground.
The carriage was empty, with no seats; as the train plunged downwards, it suddenly became extremely dark, with only a few weak lights that seemed to be extinguished at any time, swaying as the carriage shook. In the fast-moving train, the darkness seemed to come to life because of this, and it kept disappearing, making everyone look less like themselves.
Lin Sanjiu managed to steady herself and asked: "Are you saying that the senior management intends for you to supervise and restrain each other? Who is the senior management?"
"A few guys whose sense of crisis is always a little too much." In the dimness, she seemed to see Sibaan shaking his head: "If I still can't find any background of Li Wen tracing the river, maybe I will also go to the dream script ”
This sentence once again aroused Lin Sanjiu's thoughts.
Sibaan briefly introduced the "Dream Script" to her, and when she actually saw this copy with her own eyes, she couldn't help being surprised.
She had seen many "wild" copies in the apocalyptic world; but this was the first time she had seen such a copy operating under the supervision of the Twelve Realms. A few hundred meters away from the real entrance, this uphill road was sparsely lined with vendors of all kinds, attracting the footsteps of the evolvers heading to the dungeon with various ideas. The evolvers walked forward in twos and threes, some looked white with nervousness, some walked in a hurry and disappeared in the blink of an eye; more people just walked and browsed the stalls around them.
If it weren't for the fact that there was a bright yellow warning sign erected every other section of the road, saying that a few meters ahead was a copy of "Dream Script", she might have thought that this was the entrance to a park.
"Why are there vendors here?"
"Look, it's right for me to accompany you, right?" Sibaan acted like a big child, with a hint of pride in his almost dazzling smile: "Dream Script is very famous in Biluohuangquan. I want to come here every day. There is an endless stream of people trying their luck. Because of these visitors, a market has gradually formed here."
"I need the necessary supplies for the dream script." When a vendor pushing a glass case saw her walking towards him, he immediately greeted her very skillfully: "Come and see, I -" He didn't say After finishing, he looked up and suddenly saw Sibaan. He couldn't help but paused for a few seconds. Lin Sanjiu took advantage of the moment when he was speechless and moved closer to the glass cabinet.
In the cabinet is a row of homemade manuscripts of different thicknesses **** with threads. Each cover has a different content, but the titles are more eye-catching than the last.
"Nineteen in and nineteen out, his secret to defeating the dream script! 》
"What did I bring out from the dream script, Miss Yi Mei experienced it personally"
"Love in a nightmare, spiritual entanglement and escape from death"
Lin Sanjiu had just read the covers of several manuscripts when several more glass cabinets came up; it seemed that the stall owners pushing them over were also ordinary people like the first stall owner. . Although the items in the cabinet are similar, the more you look at them, the harder it becomes to decide. I just feel that every one is very important and you should buy them all——
"Dream Script, Ten Hidden Settings You Must Know"
"The key to bringing out the right items from the script, interviews with the bosses of the twelve worlds"
"Top Secret! The Puppet Master’s Dream Script Clearance Experience”
Just when she reached out to the last book, Sibaan suddenly gently grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the circle of glass cabinets.
"In these so-called guides, as long as 70% are true and 30% are false, it will be enough for you to lose a life in the dungeon." He glanced back at the last glass cabinet: "They may not mean to harm people, but These manuscripts continue to be passed down, and I think they don’t know how much guarantee they have on what they are selling. Come, I will take you to buy it.”
Under his guidance, what Lin Sanjiu finally bought was a lip-shaped 200 ml water bag, a can of hot coffee, and a pair of duck-webbed water shoes.
The question "Why buy water shoes?" inevitably became more and more serious as Lin Sanjiu continued to walk forward. The closer they got to the dungeon, the more evolvers were standing on the roadside, changing their clothes one after another, revealing the swimsuits underneath. Perhaps because the weather is a bit cold now, swimsuits are basically long-sleeved and long-trousers; some people also carried a schoolbag-shaped plastic bag with a strap, and stuffed all their clothes and shoes into the plastic backpack.
Under the warning sign "Thirty meters ahead, a copy of the 'Dream Script'", Siba'an stopped.
"I can't go any further in," he smiled at Lin Sanjiu, his green eyes seemed to be filled with steaming water vapor from the lake. "I hope you can bring out the answer smoothly."
Is it really possible?
When Lin Sanjiu followed the flow of people towards the last thirty meters, there was still a lingering doubt in her heart.
It is said that when a person comes out of the dream script~IndoMTL.com~ there will be a certain chance of bringing out an item; if you walk into the dream script with a specific goal, then because of "thinking about it every day, thinking about it at night" Based on the principle of "having a dream", this evolver has a certain chance of bringing out something he needs.
There are different opinions on how likely this is.
What can be brought out does not necessarily have to be tangible, it can be a passage, a dream, a message; some people even have an additional talent after coming out - although bel canto has no place in the apocalyptic world Useful, but it still gave many people confidence.
The Twelve Realms generally only have a D-level level, so it’s not that difficult to get a dungeon; it is this idea that prompted a large number of Twelve Realm evolvers to come to the dream script, as Sibaan said That way "try your luck".
Lin Sanjiu hung the thin **** her ears and put on the water bag. Its shape was right in line with her lips; there was no hole in it, but she immediately felt an undetectable trace of cool water flowing in between her lips and teeth. It will be your main source of moisture for the next day.
When she followed the uphill road and finally walked into the white mist, before she could see the scene in front of her clearly, her feet suddenly went soft; at the same time, countless evolvers around her were "gu dong dong" with her. Fell to the ground. In the dead silence, countless evolved people covered the ground in layers, shrouded in thick fog, like corpses dumped in warehouses and grains after the war.
When this wave of people fell, the ground beneath them slowly moved, pushing them back, leaving room for the next wave of new people.
Lin Sanjiu had already fallen into a dream.