Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 2258: Start again

Remember [new] in one second! From various angles, Little Green Crane's experience when he was adopted as his "identity" seemed to be different from what Lin Sanjiu thought.

"Of course she was given an identity by Ousias. After becoming one of the identities, she behaved similarly to Yu Yuan. Her own will was suppressed, and she had no idea what happened when her body was occupied. I have almost no impression of it."

Lin Sanjiu sat cross-legged on a long wooden stool and murmured her doubts into a voice: "But why did Oasis let her back? She had already become his identity, and why did he let her back? What to do?"

This question cannot be answered even if Little Green Crane is alive; what's more, what she is looking at at the moment is just a broken hand bone of Little Green Crane.

Little Green Crane already had a rough fate when he was alive, but he could not live in peace after death. They still opened the grave and fished out a broken hand bone from his arm. Even though evolutionaries have always been fearless about life and death, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but feel a little sad, always feeling that this was not done right.

However, in order to follow up further, they had no other choice.

After the gift package has finished interpreting the hand bones, its information will be put into the container of "meeting old friends in a foreign land" just like [Green Thumb]. In a sense, after death, the little Green Crane regained his ability that he had also died - perhaps the only consolation Lin Sanjiu could think of.

"Isn't there something we haven't been able to figure out?" Ji Shanqing carefully took out the bones from the handkerchief, and held it in his hand as if somewhat reluctantly - not yet He immediately clenched his fists and tightened his fingers one by one, as if he felt uncomfortable.

"Ossieus can obviously create a body steward, so why does he need to accept an evolved person as his identity? Or the same question is asked the other way around. Why does he still need to create a body steward when he clearly has an identity?"

Lin Sanjiu looked at the puppet master. The candlelight outside the temple was dim, and he was just floating quietly under the roof of the farmhouse, as if he had no intention of participating in the discussion. The reason why he went back again, she suspected, was because the puppet master refused to be in a room like them. Resting in a simple farmhouse.

"Do you have any guesses?" she asked the gift bag.

Ji Shanqing shook his head. "Until more information and clues are unearthed, my guess is no different from throwing a shoe."

So, it seems that they can only find a way to find the answer from the next body steward-or "identity"-that they track.

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"The hand bones are easy to interpret, but for a man as big as Zhang Peng, do you want to interpret them all and put them into 'Meeting an Old Friend in a Foreign Land'?" Lin Sanjiu suddenly had another worry. Before the gift package started to be interpreted, , quickly asked: "I'm worried that your energy may not be enough?"

Whenever Ji Shanqing is cared about by his sister, his face always lights up - Lin Sanjiu obviously cares about him a lot, but the data body does not seem to be accustomed to love or preferential treatment like humans. .

"I have also considered this issue. It is not only a waste of energy, but also unnecessary." He explained with a smile, "As evolvers, he and Little Green Crane have too many causes and effects, one by one. Being listed as "meeting an old friend in a foreign land" will cause us trouble.

"About tracking, here's my plan: First, only track the 'common clues' between the three; second, when I put the data into 'Meeting an old friend in a foreign land', I will do it again Streamlined. For example, there is no need to interpret a lot of biological information and put it in. In this way, the probability of us being led astray is greatly reduced, and the possibility of finding relevant clues about the body's steward is also increased."

It is indeed a gift package, and the thoughts are naturally much more thoughtful than hers.

When Ji Shanqing closed his eyes and began to interpret the hand bones and Zhang Peng, Lin Sanjiu stood up quietly and walked towards the door of the farmhouse.

The setting sun is about to sink below the horizon, and the vast and open evening sky is dyed into dark blue, pink-purple and soft light red, fading out in waves, gradually falling into the unknown and unknown in the distance.

At certain moments, such as now, she would feel unreal. The world is so big, and there are so many people, it seems that if she takes a small step back, she will disappear in the crowd; why is she the one who has to stand up and face Oasis?

What's more, she has so many friends who are also hanging on the line... Yu Yuan, Mather...

Lin Sanjiu shook her head and swore that this was the last time.

Sometimes things are just like this, I'm afraid to think about it. If you think too much, you will not dare to do it, because the road is only so thin, and people can fall from all directions; only looking at your feet and thinking about every step you take is the only way to complete a long distance.

The last few rays of light were almost dull, and the room behind him became even more silent and dark. Lin Sanjiu looked back and found that the puppet master had come out of the temple at some point; he was standing in the center of the room, looking down at the gift bag with closed eyes not far away, with two pale faces floating in the darkness. inside.

No wonder he hates gift bags so much, Lin Sanjiu thought.

The puppeteer walked around the room without saying a word, and slowly sat down on a wooden chair. The sound of the leather rubbing against each other was as if the night was pressed down by his weight and wrinkles appeared. Lin Sanjiu walked over naturally and stood beside him, waiting for the gift bag to open her eyes again.

The puppet master glanced at her and then turned his head.

In the cool air, there is a faint smell of powder.

She didn't want to worry about the future anymore, she took a firm stand at this moment.

The first dim light that lit up in the room was still light yellow; then, the second thin, branch-like iron blue light cut through the air like a slow and undisturbed lightning. The twists and turns. The third color, a bunch of red that was almost like thick blood, slowly dripped from the container. After sniffing, I found the first two color marks.

"Successful?"

When Ji Shanqing opened his eyes, Lin Sanjiu walked up to him and asked.

"Well," Libao nodded and said, "From now on, we will only follow the intersection of the three colors. Only when they intersect are there traces related to Oasis."

The traces formed by the three colors ~IndoMTL.com~ are like a few loosely intertwined lines, and like the spiral structure of DNA. Even if they are far apart in the middle, looking at their momentum, they seem to be Rejoin somewhere ahead.

"It's like..." Lin Sanjiu thought of an inappropriate metaphor, "If you add a search condition, the search results will be more accurate?"

"Yes, you can say that," Libao nodded. "In addition, I also specially emphasized the proportion of the 'body steward' factor... the connection of the 'body steward' will take priority over other factors. Once we catch a 'body steward', the other two groups will You can also start tracking at the same time."

Even now, she often can't help but admire the magic of the data body.

After placing the hand bones back in the grave, Lin Sanjiu was ready to set off again.

When several people left the farmhouse, no one reminded the puppet master that the puppet he had just collected was left behind.

The last time Lin Sanjiu looked back, the Zhang Peng puppet was standing by the door, staring blankly at the few people walking further and further into the dark night; she didn’t know how long she walked forward, and vaguely heard a sound coming from the wind behind her. There was a muffled sound, like a body falling to the ground and unable to get up again.