Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1184: whatgoesaround,…

The oppressive feeling of familiarity squeezed Lin Sanjiu's heart more and more tightly. The longer she stayed in this foggy room, the increasingly clear and familiar feeling of powerlessness in her body became clearer and more familiar - she had experienced this powerlessness once, when she accidentally bumped into a guard. But at that time it was like being hit by a wave, and it went away as quickly as it came; now she was like an apple soaked in wine, slowly being penetrated into the skin tissue.

"It seems that you haven't gotten the "Lava!! Player Information Letter" yet," Wei Xing looked away, but seemed to be very aware of her situation, and sighed slightly: "...you have no chance to see it. ."

"Then tell me!"

Wei Xing ignored him, her attention seemed to have drifted away. "The last one," she murmured, her voice trembling a little: "You are the last one...I can finally leave. You...take care of yourself."

After that, the hazy color on the translucent window flashed away and turned into the gray metallic color in the laboratory. Lin Sanjiu's heart suddenly jumped into her throat, but her fist on the door became softer and softer, and her body began to slide down uncontrollably again and again.

During the few words she just said, she looked back and found that the bright red face lying on the ground had gradually opened black cracks. The worst thing is that even though the red-faced man started to "guard", his eyes were still open, which showed that he was still conscious. Lin Sanjiu couldn't see clearly, but she always felt that she saw him because of her fear. And the pupils are greatly dilated.

She didn't even dare to look at Kurosawa Ji.

"Wait, wait a minute," Lin Sanjiu stood up straight with all her strength, Teacher Yi's warning voice kept circling in the depths of her mind. "I...I have another question..."

"What?"

Wei Xing really stopped and asked back from a distance away from the door. Maybe she was overthinking it, but she always seemed to feel a little guilty when talking to Lin Sanjiu - if it weren't for this guilt, Lin Sanjiu might have left long ago.

"Have you been deducted many special items?"

This question came out of the blue, and Wei Xing obviously didn't expect it at all, and he couldn't help being surprised: "Me - my special item?"

"Yes," Lin Sanjiu answered hastily. At this moment, her feet suddenly softened and she fell to the ground. The muffled sound of her fall seemed to cause the guard outside the door to pause.

"Why are you asking this?" Wei Xing was a little suspicious, "Do you want to use special items in exchange for me to let you out?"

Lin Sanjiu gasped and trembled, the [Protective Force Field] flickered on his skin, as if he would be snuffed out at any moment.

Now when she speaks, she can even feel the wisps of gas threatening to flow into her body along the seams of her lips and throat. This shows that the protective layer of the [Protective Force Field] is getting weaker and weaker, and it is being eroded more and more seriously; she can only try to bring her lips together as much as possible, and continue to say in a vague voice: "You, you just treat me as Is that what you mean...then, would you agree?"

"It is true that a lot of special items were taken away from me," the guard outside the door continued, "but I should be able to get them all back. So...even if you have this intention, I won't Let you out."

Hold on for a while longer - hold on until she understands what she needs to understand, and then she will be able to go out -

Just by picking himself up from the ground, Lin Sanjiu actually fell down two or three times before finally succeeding. When she stumbled to the door, she looked through the window and saw Wei Xing's blurry back walking further away. She gritted her teeth and punched the window again: "Hey!"

This time, Wei Xing seemed to have made up her mind, no matter what she did or said, she would never look back.

She didn’t have the right special items on her to open the door. No matter how slim the hope was, she had to admit that there was a high chance that the possibility of getting out would fall on Wei Xing - she couldn’t afford to let Wei Xing really do it. The price of leaving.

"My, my tent... will only be effective if it only allows people with no more than two special items to enter..." She leaned against the door, her legs trembling, and continued regardless: "You went in and the tent was in effect... This means that you only had at most two special items with you at the time."

"You lasted much longer than I thought." Wei Xing's shadow paused and turned slightly: "So what?"

This in itself doesn't mean anything, but Lin Sanjiu always has to find a way to catch Wei Xing's attention and make her stop.

"You can actually walk without a cane, right?" Panting threatened to interrupt her, but she still forced herself to get to the point: "You don't have a cane now."

If he had to rely on a cane to walk, how could Wei Xing silently follow the red-faced man?

"That's because my feet are intact. In fact, I am complete from the inside out." Wei Xing said calmly, "You can't see my right foot, it's just because of my ability."

Lin Sanjiu thought of her ability to release illusions in front of people with just a touch of her palm - it seems that like many abilities, it can be used in different ways.

"But so what?" Wei Xing continued to ask.

Lin Sanjiu remembered that when she dragged Wei Xing into the tent, her cane happened to fall on the counter. Originally, she was worried that Wei Xing had packed most of the special items in his cane, so he could be pulled into the tent smoothly; but now, this possibility has finally been eliminated.

Wei Xing no longer holds the cane, which means that the cane is at least not a storage item - after all, storage items cannot contain themselves.

This means that she does only have at most two special items on her body, and it is very possible that she does not even have two. Then, whether there are storage props among her special items becomes a matter of life and death.

"Do you have any storage items on you?"

The weight of this question was too heavy. Lin Sanjiu tried her best to control herself, but still felt that her shaky voice might have revealed her purpose. She was afraid that this problem would suddenly make Wei Xing understand, and immediately destroy all her plans - she had no other choice, and she placed all her bets on this possibility.

Wei Xing was obviously stunned.

"No," just when Lin Sanjiu thought she wouldn't answer him, he heard these two words that sounded like fairy sounds.

Sure enough, not!

Lin Sanjiu squinted her eyes and looked through the window for a few times. The X-ray machine still sat there, blocking the door; from her restricted view, it seemed like there was no one else in the lab.

For her to answer the question obediently, Wei Xing himself seemed a little surprised, and then he sighed clearly: "If it weren't for the thing you gave me, I would have turned around and left. I have been since This was the first time since I entered this world that I met someone who really wanted to help me. I changed my mind at that time and thought it wouldn't be a bad thing if I couldn't trick you in... But I didn't expect that now I only need to send When the last person entered, you walked out and stood by the door."

"I can't resist the temptation," she said slowly, "because I've waited too long."

That's enough.

What Lin Sanjiu wants to confirm has been euphemistically confirmed in what she said just now - she just hopes that Wei Xing will not continue to think too deeply about what he just said.

She didn't respond a word. She used all her strength to turn around and pounce on the red-faced man. [Flat World] was like a TV screen with poor signal, intermittent and flickering, but it finally performed its task. In the blink of an eye, all the clothes, jewelry, belts, and trousers on the red-faced person were covered by hers. She fumbled with both hands - the number of items she had transformed today had reached the upper limit, and it was impossible to add any new cards, so all the things she had fumbled with remained on the red-faced man's body.

However, items that were converted into cards in the past are not included in this list.

"Please, please," she screamed in her heart while rummaging around quickly, "you looked so sinister and calm at that time, you must be sure that you can suppress Wei Xing, right? Don't tell Me, you are just showing off..."

When she put her hand into the red-faced man's trouser pocket, a low gasp from the guard sounded outside the door.

Wei Xing understood.

Her footsteps hurriedly came toward the door again, and Lin Sanjiu also speeded up as hard as she could. ~IndoMTL.com~ She knew very well that all she had left was the last remaining strength - if she guessed the situation wrong or failed before the gas completely invaded, she and Kurosawa Masaru would never be able to get out . They will stay together forever in this hospital somewhere in the world, wandering in the dark corridors with black holes on their faces.

She forced herself to review the chain of inferences composed of thoughts, guesses and facts.

The moment she stuffed the painter into the mesh bag, he had already been de-carded. There are two people in the net pocket. Wei Xing did not store any props. Guard punishment is controlled by others. The red-faced person will definitely want to take Wei Xing's organs. The red-faced person will definitely open his net bag.

It means that the red-faced person will definitely find the painter.

...When a card suddenly bumped into the palm of her hand, she had the illusion for a moment that the card was her dog that had finally found its way home after being lost for a long time. Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but let out a low cry from his throat, and his whole body was trembling with fear and joy. After shaking his hands, the painter fell to the ground with a "gudong", still holding his arms in his arms. He was holding his canvas and brush bucket, looking as dazed as ever.

"Door," Lin Sanjiu whispered with the last of her strength, "Don't draw the door!"