Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1097: Fortunately the puppeteer is not here

No matter what the profession of "receptionist" is, Lin Sanjiu is certain that it is definitely not the same thing as "missionary".

The receptionist in front of me was getting excited as she talked, and her words became more and more sharp. It seemed that she had been holding it in her heart for a long time - if it had been anyone else, let alone a convert, she would probably have been angry first. Bar?

"...You guys, you are self-righteously controlling nature, and you really think that you are the spirit of all things. To ask you to understand the natural symbiotic relationship of equality and mutual benefit is like asking you to bang your head against the wall. I I have seen many arrogant guys who keep saying that we are slaves to mushrooms, just like bees sucking pollen, which means that flowers are pure vassals and victims... You, it is like your brain is a cube made of cement. Don't allow any wind from the outside world to blow in. Anyone who is different from you, you think they have evil intentions - 'If they are not of my race, their minds must be different', right? This is really the most narrow-minded sentence I have ever heard, first of all When I heard it for the first time, I didn’t even know what expression to put on. I can quickly understand the structure and history of your society, as well as your ideological framework, but strangely, often when you try to understand our ideological framework When the time comes, you can't do it. The universe is so big, but you think there should be only one kind of human society... that is, a society where humans are supreme and exploit other species. How arrogant."

When he said this, he seemed to feel a little excited and stopped to take a breath.

"I'm sorry, I haven't met an outsider with a mentality like yours for a long time. To do my job, you either have to face unrealistic fantasies, or you have to face a lot of aggression, and you can say Some true feelings from the bottom of my heart are really great."

Bohemia obviously didn't take it seriously at all - even if she didn't understand what libido was, she could still understand that the receptionist was not complaining about post-apocalyptic humans like herself.

"Well," she looked at Lin Sanjiu, who had sweat on his forehead: "Did you choose to give up... give up having children? All the choices you made, Did you decide it yourself?"

The receptionist was stunned, as if he heard something incredible.

"Of course," he couldn't suppress his surprise for a while, and only said slowly: "If it is really like what outsiders think, we just follow the orders of the mushrooms, then why do the mushrooms give orders? We don’t reproduce? If the number of slaves decreases, what good will it do to the mushrooms?"

It seems that he does have a lot of experience in dealing with outsiders - he chose these words probably because his spirit and ideas are difficult to be understood by others, but rebuttals from the perspective of interests are always easier for Lin San Wine was accepted by ancient humans.

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene became quiet. After several seconds, only Dr. Cat's thin, faint purring echoed in the air.

"Well," Bohemia folded her arms and was finally the first to speak out. "Actually, I don't care about your social structure. I just like this sense of tranquility... As for what kind of relationship you have with mushrooms, I don't really care."

She is a child who grew up after the collapse of human society. Compared with the old humans, she did not have a fixed idea of ​​"what things should be like" in her mind from the beginning. She does not think that humans are superior to other species - there are more or less species that treat humans as bottom creatures in the apocalyptic world; nor does she think it is strange for humans to give up their reproductive power - she has seen the trouble and pain caused by reproduction. Quite a few.

"But I may not be able to contribute much to your society." She frowned, scratched her face, and felt a little embarrassed: "...My life has been divided into five parts, and this is the last one. .I don’t know how many more years I can live..."

The receptionist took a deep breath: "Fifth paragraph?"

"I don't know who did it."

Bohemia's expression gradually became a little stiff: "It is said that each period has to be reincarnated, and each life has no connection... I have no memory of the past, and I have not found out who I was in my previous life. clues. No matter which **** did this to me, the fact is that I can only accept the reality——"

Her voice suddenly stopped, like a cut off recording. Lin Sanjiu looked up and saw her staring blankly at the ground, her face blank, as if she didn't know what she should say next.

After a while, Bohemia said softly: "...I don't know how I spent my previous four lives. I must have wasted them like this. Since this is my last It's been a few years, and I want to calm down and think about it... Ever since I can remember, there hasn't been a day that I haven't tried to survive by any means necessary. But looking back now, I have tried every possible means to save this short life. But I don’t know what to do with it.”

She turned back and smiled, her eyes covered under her long eyelashes, together with her long golden brown curly hair, shining into a dazzling light and shadow in the gradually brightening sunshine in the morning: "...after I stay, Your debt to me has been cancelled, aren't you happy?"

Lin Sanjiu looked at her steadily, her hands slowly clenched into fists, until her bones were as white as white. She knew that Bohemia's words were indeed true: if it hadn't been for the chance discovery of the "five lives" by the copy, Bohemia might not have realized that she was only one-fifth of one life until her death. Because all the memories, connections, and clues disappeared with death again and again.

... She will only think before she dies that she is unfortunately short-lived. But now, Bohemia doesn’t even have this luxury.

In other words, she was like a terminally ill patient who could only wait helplessly for that dark day to come.

Thinking of this, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but get angry at the puppet master. That broken copy is obviously under his control, but he still doesn’t know what to say and what not to say——

Eh?

She suddenly felt refreshed and suddenly remembered what the copy said when she was peeling off onions. Afraid of accidentally letting her thoughts slip away, she concentrated on thinking for a long time; when she came back to her senses ~IndoMTL.com~ found that Bohemia had begun to ask the receptionist about technical details. - For example, what should I do when the transmission date comes, how should the evolved person integrate into society, etc. Doctor Cat woke up at some point, and a pair of eyes as green as gems were staring at her.

...Although it is asleep, it does not prevent it from paying attention to the patient's condition at all times.

She signaled to Hu Miaomiao that she was fine, then saw the opportunity and interrupted Bohemia's steady stream of questions.

"Don't you just want to stay? I understand." Lin Sanjiu grabbed her sleeves, as if she was worried that Bohemian would accidentally follow the receptionist and run into the experience center, and never see her again. It won't happen again - "Don't worry, I won't stop you. You are free to do whatever you want. But, can you wait a moment?"

"What are you waiting for?" Bohemia looked at her a little suspiciously: "If you are worried about the great witch, then there is no need. I will still take you into the starry sky of consciousness..."

"No - not just the great witch. If I guessed correctly, I have a very important friend who will be here soon." When Lin Sanjiu said this, she still felt her heart tightening, as if A little painful: "...I hope you can meet him before choosing to stay."