Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1227: The tail of a lizard is cut off, and the head of a puppet master is cut off

When Lin Sanjiu walked up alone, Wu Ming looked back at her.

She stood a few meters away with lowered eyebrows and silent words. She looked inconspicuous with the candy she had just eaten. As expected, the ugly old man did not recognize her. However, when he saw someone near the toll counter, Imaging defensively turned slightly to face Lin Sanjiu, lowered his voice a bit, and continued to growl at the NPC: "You guys are here. Hospital!"

"Yes, it turns out you know it too,"

The guard has been removed from the counter, and the room has returned to its original state. It is impossible to tell that two NPCs have died here. A new NPC picked at the cracks between his nails and said without raising his eyes: "We are a hospital, not a Frankenstein laboratory."

"But," Wu Ming waved his hand distractedly, as if to break the other party's words: "You can even make an empty skin bag without any organs come back to life - this has nothing to do with me. What is the difference between the requirements?"

The ugly old man was wearing a pullover sweater, which loosely covered his bulging belly. There was nothing abnormal about his body. It would be difficult for anyone to imagine that he had been cut. The lower back was opened and the spine was artificially extended, even hanging down to the calf side. Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but shudder when thinking about that look.

"The difference is huge," the NPC raised his eyes from his nails and glanced at Shigaraki's waist. "We can put organs and blood into an empty skin bag, but there has to be a skin bag, right? You only have one head left, where can we get you a body!"

Only one head left...?

Fifty Ming wiped his face, looking like he was about to get angry or about to cry. He looked to be at least fifty or sixty years old, and it was very likely that he had not shed tears for decades; when that old and ugly face suddenly trembled, for some reason, the tears were far more intense than those of a young man. impact.

He calmed down his emotions and lowered his voice, as if pleading: "Think about it, is there any other way? I...she is my sister, I can't lose my sister like this..."

Lin Sanjiu looked down at her toes. While she understood a little, she also became more confused. There is no doubt that Igaraki has obtained the last intact body part of Igarho - her head - and is now trying to find a way to save her from the hospital; but the doubts that follow, It was so thick that she could barely breathe.

When she left, Wu Ming had no ability to move and could no longer even be called a human being. Lin Sanjiu was not proud of her actions, and she really had no choice at the time - but no matter what, Fifty Ming was closer to an abused object than a person.

In such a state, how could he survive, come to the toll booth, reinstall his organs, treat his wounds... and even get the fifty-sail head that was supposed to be locked in the room?

"You don't have to worry about the points," Wu Ming said while unconsciously bending his body; as if someone dug a wound in his belly, he had to curl up to protect it: "I...I Even if you risk your life, you will get enough organs... As long as you can think of a way to save my sister..."

The conversation for the next few minutes was completely repetitive. The NPC repeatedly stated that the person was dead, with only one head left, and that they had no choice but to let it rot slowly; but Igaraki seemed to suddenly not understand the language, turning a deaf ear and just kept changing his methods. Asking the same question - and that's his sister, that's his family, he can't let her go, he can't be alone.

Lin Sanjiu didn't listen any more, turned around and walked back to the small alley where Bohemia and the Great Witch were hiding.

"I don't understand." After she repeated what she heard, Bohemia also had the same doubt. "It's impossible," she said several times in a row: "In that situation, he is basically as dead as a dead person! Are there volunteers in this hospital? They specialize in saving lives and helping the wounded?"

It would be too time-consuming to tell the great miko everything from the beginning, and the great miko probably wouldn’t know the answer. Lin Sanjiu looked at the puppet master's body, which was still covered by the cloth, and sighed: "He's alive as long as he's alive, it's not important. If he thinks that we killed Fifty Fans and dares to seek revenge from us, then count him Bad luck."

The most important thing now is to restore the body of the puppet master, pay off the debts of several people, and then draw a lottery to get the mission target.

When Igoaki finally gave up, he looked as if he had forgotten how to walk. He suddenly staggered while walking before regaining his balance. Several people stood in the dark, watching him walk away, not knowing what they felt in their hearts.

"What do you think is going on?" After confirming the security of the surrounding area, when several people walked to the toll booth, Bohemia whispered: "I think, if I have a conflict with him, even if Even if I kill that ugly old man, I won’t feel weird in my heart. But his sister is dead, and looking at him like that, I feel weird..."

That's called compassion - Lin Sanjiu didn't say these words, but stretched out his hand to touch her head and whispered: "... just in case, cover your face and stand before us Behind you."

Bohemia nodded, her fluffy curly hair tickling the palms of her hands.

The great miko directed the puppet master's body, her movements were stiff and clumsy, and her knees hit the counter with a thud. Lin Sanjiu quickly held his lower back and said to the NPC: "He needs surgery - is it at this place?"

"Charging Office, how can I perform surgery on you?" The male NPC seemed uncomfortable if he didn't seize the opportunity to teach others a few words. "But after paying the ward fee and surgery fee here, we can arrange it for you. Just click the button and the doctor will come over... Hey, you must have been in the ICU, right?"

Lin Sanjiu felt nervous - the great witch simply told her ~IndoMTL.com~ that the so-called ICU was filled with "glass tubes" that were tightly sealed to prevent patients from leaving. If Lin Sanjiu hadn't destroyed several corridors, shook the nearby ICU, and caused the "glass tube" to fall out of place and fall to the ground, she might not have been able to get out until now.

The two eyes of the male NPC were pointed at Lin Sanjiu motionlessly. Now that order has been restored in the hospital, how to explain what happened during the previous chaos but should not have happened and make the NPC believe it has become crucial.

"I..." Lin Sanjiu hesitated for a few seconds, and suddenly remembered a sentence mentioned in the puppet master's admission registration form, and suddenly had an idea: "Oh, I am his family member. It was I who asked him to be moved. After coming out, ICU is too expensive."

The male NPC digested this sentence for a while, and finally nodded slowly.

"Family members?" he asked again.

Lin Sanjiu's answer came out of his mouth.

"Niece," she said, placing the puppeteer's arm on the counter: "I'm his niece."

"Why are all the patients this time related to each other?" The NPC seemed to believe it. He mumbled and accepted the puppet master's points, and was surprised: "Yo? There are so many of them? You... My niece is okay, she takes good care of her elders."

Yes, yes. Lin Sanjiu nodded like a fool - Bohemia looked at her as if she were looking at a dead person.

"Okay," the NPC finished his work and slapped the counter: "Go back to his ward and wait, the surgeon will be there soon!"