Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1722: Stop looking and leave quickly

This is anti-theft. Although it has a title, I am not sure when it will be released. You should sleep well first... Using paid stamps as anti-theft may be a bit contrary to the goal, but I think it is better if you look at different old stamps. It’s interesting to watch the same batch over and over, right?

As the scenery dimmed and then brightened again, when the scenery became clear again, what came into Lin Sanjiu's field of vision was still the same old corridor.

Only this time, the shopping basket she had thrown down in a hurry was dumped in the aisle; Lin Sanjiu soon discovered that the potato chip bag that was her body was firmly grasped by the puppeteer. Got the shelves down.

A bloodless pale face was magnified several times before her eyes; the puppeteer stared at the bag of potato chips in his hand, frowning slightly, his expression always looking like a cold winter shrouded in dark clouds— —I don’t know what I’m thinking about.

He is finally here!

The fear that exploded just now had not completely subsided, and she was overwhelmed by ecstasy and fear again. If Lin Sanjiu still had a heartbeat, it would definitely be about to jump out of her chest at this moment - unfortunately she only had a pack of dried internal organs.

How did the puppet master know that this bag of potato chips was him? Didn't he catch him by chance? After all, her packaging bag looked brand new, without any dust at all, and it was possible that she would be spotted at a glance - Lin Sanjiu had countless things to ask, but couldn't say a single word; she looked at the other person carefully and was zoomed in at a close distance. She hoped to find some clues on his face, but the puppet master still had the same sinister and world-weary look, so she couldn't see anything.

No matter how intense her mental activity is, she is still a silent bag of potato chips at this time. Except for the puppeteer who squeezed her packaging bag and made a "crack" sound, there was only deathly silence in the aisle.

The puppeteer didn't speak for a while, but stood there with a frown on his face. He didn't look like he was aware of the identity of the potato chips in his hand. Lin Sanjiu thought for a while, and suddenly an idea came to her, and she decided to "remind" him - with the thought, she immediately used a small force of consciousness to slowly hit his arm; but before she could wait, she Next to the opponent's black leather, the puppet master suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Don't touch me, take it back!"

Huh?

"I know who you are, otherwise among all the potato chips, do you think it was a coincidence that I picked you up?" The puppeteer sneered, as if sensing the question she couldn't ask: "Are you stupid? You forgot that the tracking and surveillance item I put on you has not been taken back yet."

She really forgot! Lin Sanjiu was surprised and happy at the same time. She quickly withdrew her consciousness and thought about how to communicate with him. However, before she had an idea, the puppet master suddenly raised his eyes and asked "Who?" in a deep voice. Then he took a step forward, waved his hand and threw something behind her——

Lin Sanjiu was startled and was about to turn around to see what he found, but then suddenly realized something.

Don't say she can't speak at this time. Even if she can speak, it's too late.

Because she was taken down, there was now a deep hole on the shelf where she was just now; a face flashed from the depths of the dark shelf, like a pair of dolls. There was no response from the thing the teacher just threw out. When he frowned, a loose arm suddenly stretched out and grabbed his wrist.

Not only Lin Sanjiu, but also the puppet master probably didn’t expect that with his fighting power, he couldn’t even struggle——

The two of them felt their eyes blur at the same time, then darken, and they were dragged towards the shelves. The difference is that this time there is a roar beside her; the puppet master's curses are like coming from a long tunnel, echoing and filling Lin Sanjiu's ears, until suddenly It was snuffed out and stopped abruptly.

She was placed on the shelf as she was, facing an old aisle and the flat, yellow person from before.

She finally understood why this flat man looked familiar, because its face with blurred and deformed features was exactly the one she saw from deep across the shelf - but from the appearance, it pulled her in. It seems that this is not the flat person.

The flat man made a strange sound "hissing", and half of the face that was dyed red just now has a little more green; judging from the potato chip bag under its feet, When Lin Sanjiu was pulled out by the puppet master, he probably took a pack of mustard-flavored food and ate it.

"It is a commodity after all, we can't eat it any more," it advised itself, as if unaware of the little commotion on the shelves just now, it turned around and left. Its crispy feet stepped on the mustard-flavored potato chip package, and with a pop, a little yellow fat squeezed out from the break of the thick leather bag.

There was silence in the aisle.

...Even without turning around to look, Lin Sanjiu could clearly feel that the vacancy of "Mexican spicy potato chips" had been filled by the puppet master.

To be honest, she was suddenly a little glad that everyone had been turned into potato chips. Even in the dead silence, Lin Sanjiu seemed to be able to feel the puppet master's gaze burning her body like dark fire; she even seemed to hear him clenching his molars and speaking in a sinister tone. ——

Wait, this is not an illusion.

"...Why do I let you live until now," the puppet master said word by word, each word was like a nail, wishing to pierce Lin Sanjiu: "I have never seen There is no one like you who is so stupid and should have died so long ago, yet he is just hanging on for dear life!"

Lin Sanjiu suddenly felt a little angry - how could she only be blamed for this? All the rule descriptions were deleted from the data body, and she could only find a way out like a headless fly!

She didn't know how the other party made a sound to her, so she immediately tried to open her mouth to speak; however, after trying for a while, she couldn't find where her mouth was. She couldn't reply, and could only listen to the puppet master curse her almost viciously for five minutes. Finally, she paused for a moment and turned into a cold snort: "...Thank you for what I put on you~IndoMTL .com~ In addition to transmitting images, it can also transmit sounds. But this is controlled by me. If you have any nonsense to say, you can only say it after I give you permission to say it."

Lin Sanjiu had been scolded for five minutes and had already accumulated a lot of words. However, when the puppet master finally told her that she could speak, she still tried hard to control her temper and forced herself to say as calmly as possible: "Copy The rules introduction has been deleted, what problem can you solve by blaming me - think about what to do now."

"Okay, if you think about it, tell me and I should be able to go out if I do the opposite."

"Have you finished venting?" Lin Sanjiu started to feel pain even though his head was not moving. He took advantage of the time he could speak to tell him what he had experienced just now - this was also to divert his attention: "... …What can you do?”

The puppet master was quiet for a while, seemingly lost in thought.

"The two sides of this shelf are copies of the two states." After a while, he said softly, "But even if you go back to the other side of the shelf, you may not be able to restore your original shape... You didn't restore it just now. ."

"It must be because I didn't meet some conditions..." Lin Sanjiu tried to analyze: "When I was hooked, they said they wanted to find the right potato chip - eh, eh?"

"What's wrong?"

Facing the puppet master who finally calmed down, Lin Sanjiu sighed inwardly, wondering why he thought of this so late. But she finally said dryly: "...will those data bodies also change this sentence? What if what we need to find is not a bag of potato chips, but just a certain snack on this shelf?"

...The puppet master's anger seemed to be about to turn into reality.

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