Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1780: Key guidance for winning

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When thirty minutes were about to pass and the last trace of sunset was about to disappear, everyone returned to the beach one after another.

They looked like a group of homeless people scavenging: because the seaside was humid, there were not many materials to burn, so everyone picked up whatever they could - Wan Volt was lucky enough to find large stacks of them from the restaurant. Paper towels and hot dog wrappers; henna had bunches of dried palm leaves sticking out of her pockets; primitive people found a few empty cardboard boxes from nowhere.

But most people don't have enough things to burn. Guan Nan didn't even find shreds of paper, so he had to leave his hands empty and a white face.

"We can gather together everything we can burn and put it in your basin." Wenya looked around and said to Lin Sanjiu: "The fire is big and the light is bright. There is no need to build one each." The fire won't burn for long."

Luo Ab, Shu Lian and other people who didn't find much fire-making materials immediately echoed "I agree" several times.

However, even Wan Volt and others, who had gained a lot, nodded one after another after hesitating for a few words.

This should be one of the reasons why they feel free to search for paper: even if Lin Sanjiu's Media is really paper, or in other words, something that can be burned, so what?

During the entire thirty minutes of the beach scene, everyone dispersed and stayed away from her; when the next scene started, they threw things into the basin and lit the fire. At that time, Lin Sanjiu said It's too late.

From another perspective, if the paper is indeed Media, then Lin Sanjiu’s approach can be said to be quite risky - what if the Message has not been publicized yet, and the Media is burned out first, or the quantity is If she burns less than four points, she will never be able to win.

"Okay," Lin Sanjiu didn't care, shrugged and said, "I'll light the fire."

As the beach becomes darker and darker, the vague outlines of palm trees, the sound of wind and waves gradually sink into the ink-like darkness, as if the world around them is cut off bit by bit in the dark and cold silence; everything Everyone realizes that the third scene is coming.

"I can't see anything..." Rat Face was a little panicked, "Where's the fire? Don't you want to light a fire?"

He was not the only one panicking. "Is there anyone next to me? Is there anyone?" Muya warned in the darkness, "No one can come near me, otherwise I will not be polite."

Guan Nan seemed to be very afraid of the unknown murderer and urged Lin Sanjiu to light the fire quickly; Luo Ab clicked something a few times and cursed: "Why doesn't this broken desk lamp light up?" Already?"

"Where's Mao Nu?" Jiang Tian's voice was also mixed in among the crowd. "Where are you?"

"I'm here," Lin Sanjiu called out from the darkness and said, "I've put the basin here. You can take the paper and throw it in when you touch the basin."

In the darkness, the restless hot breath was like water waves, with the sound of rolling clothes and rustling footsteps, groping towards the position where Lin Sanjiu made the sound. Duckling first shouted "Ah, the pot is here"; under her guidance, everyone poured things into the pot one after another, and the flower pot was quickly filled.

"Hurry up and make a fire," Jiang Tian also felt a little uneasy, "It's pitch dark, and besides, there's..."

What else? She didn't say anything, but the others just thought about it for a moment and immediately reacted.

The traces left in a scene will not be restored. In other words, Dr. Chen’s body is still sitting in a dark corner, silently sharing the same room with them.

"Why is it so slow to light a fire?" Once there is a corpse in the darkness of consciousness, the primitive man begins to become anxious, "If you can't make a fire, take my place."

There was a "pop" sound from the lighter, and a thin flame licked the paper in the basin and gradually became stronger; the light spread out in the darkness, illuminating Lin Sanjiu's face and slowly revealing it. The floor, tables, chairs, and every corner of the room were removed.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After seeing their position clearly, their eyes were involuntarily drawn to the corner of the room. As soon as they touched the low-hanging head behind the table, everyone took a few steps back as if they were electrocuted. In the flickering firelight, Dr. Chen's headless black shadow flickered on the wall, as if he was about to come to life. Just like coming over.

Lin Sanjiu seemed oblivious to everyone's emotions. She looked at the small pot of fire that was not too strong, shook her head and said: "This pile of things can only be burned for thirty minutes. For the next scene, we have to continue searching for things that can be burned."

"Did you put all the paper you took in?" Rat Face peeked into the bag at her feet.

"Put half the bag in," Lin Sanjiu showed him the A4 paper bag. "Paper burns quickly, so it's best to burn it together with other things."

"Then let's collect some more things that can be burned while we have the light now," Duck Down looked around and suggested: "There seems to be a lot of office stuff in this room."

"It's written on the wall, this is an office." Lin Sanjiu also stood up from the fire, waving his hands for everyone to move quickly: "There should be a lot of things that can be burned, you all go look for them. ."

Seeing that the materials they just got turned into a pile of bright and reassuring fire, everyone felt relieved and scattered in the light of the fire. When Lin Sanjiu walked to the chair last time, she looked up and saw that Guan Nan was still standing stiffly in the firelight. She smiled and asked, "Don't you take anything that can be burned?" You can’t just rely on others to start the fire. Then the risk is too great for you, right? What if a scene is dark, can’t you be more careful?”

Guan Nan was startled, looked up at Lin Sanjiu, and then glanced at the other people in the room.

"You're right," she hesitantly walked to a desk and looked at it. She slowly put several documents, newspapers and a disposable paper cup on the table into a plastic bag and said with a smile. : "It's not a big mistake to be careful. It's better to put something that can make a fire with you. Don't be afraid if necessary..."

Lin Sanjiu picked up a piece of paper full of words on the chair, stood in the center of the room, and looked around - Ya Fu met her eyes and immediately nodded imperceptibly.

The young girl walked a few steps to the other end of the room, suddenly turned around and said hello: "Wenya! Wenya!"

"What for?" The young man with thin eyebrows and narrow eyes responded in a calm voice.

"I...I found a lot of paper, but I didn't dare to take it." As soon as Yayu finished speaking, everyone's attention in the room fell on her. "You are brave, you are not afraid...can you take it?"

"What?" Wenya didn't react for a moment, "Are you afraid that's Media?"

"No," the duck head didn't dare to look back, but just turned his finger and pointed behind him, "Yes...it's Dr. Chen. Have you forgotten? Dr. Chen took a lot of paper from the hotel... Not only did he have paper, I remember that he also took books, newspapers and magazines, etc., which could be burned for a long time. There was a hotel bag on the ground next to him, which he had brought with him... But I was afraid and I didn’t dare to go there."

She looked at Wenya and said, "Weren't you afraid of corpses last time? Besides, you said that Dr. Chen's Media is paper, so you won't be in danger if you take it now. Just go and get it for me. Alright, okay?"

This girl always feels a little unsure when she expresses her opinions, but when asking for help, this lack of confidence makes her sound like she is truly uneasy - even Lin Sanjiu found her very persuasive. .

Wenya looked around the room, his eyes swept over everyone's faces, and finally said "um" from his throat, striding towards Dr. Chen's body; when he was two or three steps away, He stopped, stretched out his arms, and picked up the hotel bag on the ground.

"I took it," he warned, probably because he was worried about the duck down, "I'm going to check the bag now. Don't say anything until I finish checking."

"I've never been close to Dr. Chen!" Duckling protested, but seeing his ugly attitude, he closed his mouth again.

When Wenya squatted down and opened the bag, the primitive man and the rat face also came up; indeed, the bag contained only the large stack of A4 paper, books, newspapers and magazines, a pen, mineral water and biscuits that Dr. Chen had taken from the hotel.

Just as Lin Sanjiu expected, although Wenya looked a little worried and hesitant, and after weighing it for a while, he did not put the bag down, nor did he warn others not to talk to him.

Lin Sanjiu stood by the fire. When Jiang Tian approached with a thin stack of documents, she reached out to stop Jiang Tian.

"This fire is enough," she explained. "Let's just wait for the next scene to burn the files."

Jiang Tian was stunned.

"Can't it be burned right away?" She raised her eyebrows, obviously aware of the risks involved - there are still twenty minutes from now to the next scene; if the paper cannot be burned immediately, and the file is If it was Lin Sanjiu's Media, then she would naturally be at risk.

"Don't worry," Lin Sanjiu said loudly, "The file is not my media, and this scene is not my home field. In fact..."

She paused and saw many people turning their eyes towards her. "I already know who it is and what methods they used to secretly turn us into mouthpieces one by one. In addition, I also know who the person who killed Dr. Chen is."

Jiang Tian took a breath of cold air; Hina put down the drawer she had just pulled out with a bang, and asked loudly: "You know everything? Isn't it impossible? Who did it? Or do you just want to Take the opportunity to spread the word about that **** orange?"

Lin Sanjiu smiled slightly, pulled up a chair and sat down.

“I suggest that everyone ~IndoMTL.com~ don’t move at all from now on. Because when everyone is still, the people who secretly attack us can’t move even if they want to do something.

"Are you worried that I will spread Message? Every word that comes out of my mouth now will be checked ten or eight times by you... It's not just me, we are on high alert, Media and Message, no matter which one it is , it is almost impossible to spread it smoothly. However, there are not only these two ways to obtain a megaphone."

"What, what do you mean?" Luo Ab asked stammering.

"The real key to winning this copy is not to spread the Media and Message as much as possible." Lin Sanjiu looked around the room and said slowly: "Because people's vigilance has grown very Quickly, these two will soon become the objects of strict defense. The real key to winning the copy is in its name."

"Name?" Jiang Tian murmured.

"Have you all forgotten?" Lin Sanjiu replied, "The name of this dungeon is not the 'Battle for the Microphone', but the 'Battle for the Right to Say'. To win in this dungeon, the most important thing to fight for is, In fact, it is the 'right to speak'."