Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1613: 1 session, 1 meeting

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Thirty-two months later, Yachiyanagi once again set foot in the twelve realms where the "Driver" copy was located.

Before the teleportation, he knew that everything was as usual in that world: he got the visa to that world smoothly, and during the whole process, there was not a single rumor, worry or whisper accompanying the visa.

In the first six months after the teleportation, he had been living in a secret and quiet place, quietly observing the world - however, this caution seemed unnecessary. No one had heard of who had transformed, and no one was looking for him. The copy detection activity thirty-two months ago had completely disappeared from the bustling and endless flow of people, just like any ordinary task before. .

When Wu Yiliu came out to walk again, he was very careful. If the driver's copy didn't end as he imagined, even if there was just a little accident, someone would probably react to his appearance. Although he didn't find anything unusual, he still realized that the driver's copy seemed to have really happened. A bit of a surprise.

...No one has seen Bisht Alan for a long, long time.

“When she returns to this world, I am usually there,” said the female hairdresser with heavy eyeliner and lip rings. “The worlds we take turns to go back and forth in are exactly the same, so she comes often. I do hair here. Well, yes, she likes to dye her hair blonde."

She was sitting on a tin roof. The sun was shining brightly on the roof, which made people feel very warm at first glance. Yaichiyanagi has always felt that his mentality when looking at these evolved people who were born and raised in the Twelve Worlds may be like the previous generation looking at the next generation in the old world: longing, mixed with a bit of incomprehension.

The post-apocalyptic native evolvers were able to adapt to a world system as unstable as quicksand, and found a new balance. They even further developed many of the needs of humans in the old world: appearance hygiene, hobbies and interests, Dating and entertainment... Just like that long-legged insect walking on the water, even if there is no solid ground under your feet, your life can still glide forward.

"It was like this once before. Our teleportation worlds were separated and we haven't seen each other for several years." The female hairdresser was like a cat keeping warm, with no intention of getting off the roof: "However, this is also normal. Well, no one can guarantee that they will only be able to go back and forth between two worlds for the rest of their lives. That would be so lucky. It won’t be long before I want her to come back.”

"Are you friends?" Wu Yiliu raised his head and asked.

As soon as the question came out of his mouth, he knew it was the wrong question.

The female hairdresser actually laughed and said, "Friend? Why don't you ask me if I still have a clone? Did you evolve from the old world?"

Yu Yiliu thanked her and left.

For the native evolvers of the New World, many things that humans have continued for nearly ten thousand years have been fundamentally subverted and disappeared - humans are social animals and need meaningful emotional relationships to survive; but in In a world system where farewell is possible every fourteen months, the native evolvers seem to have eliminated and abandoned this part of their needs.

Instead, they developed an entirely new model of interpersonal relationships, one that Ichitanagi found difficult to understand. The emotional relationship between people no longer depends on the time span or the depth of communication. Instead, it has become a moment-to-moment thing - at this moment, the connection between us is created and touched, which is enough to satisfy people. ;The next moment, you and I can be scattered all over the world and never see each other again.

All the desires and needs for the same kind are put into the fleeting moments. Every time you say goodbye to someone, you are ushered in a rebirth.

It was difficult for him to understand what kind of mentality that was; but precisely because of this way of getting along with native evolved people, it was even more difficult for him to find Abi. After searching intermittently for three or four months, Yachiliu finally had to admit that something had happened to Abi.

In a deep, indescribable rage, he searched for a long time in the direction of the forest in his memory, but in the end he could not find the camping hut.

That's right, the camping hut is just an activity venue where the dungeon was created. After everyone starved to death, the activity venue should also disappear with the end of the dungeon - as for the corpses of the broilers, they were in the vast mountain forest for thirty-two years. After a few months, naturally no traces were left.

Besides himself, the last clue that can be grasped is Zhai Hospital.

Logically speaking, the wisest way is to continue to lie dormant to prevent the Zhai Hospital from noticing him: the other party may think that everyone has died in the dungeon, and there is really no need for him to take the risk of coming forward to make the other party realize that there are still people in the dungeon. A survivor - but where is there any sane person in the world?

So, even though Yaichiyanagi didn't know what he wanted to do with Shangzhai Hospital, he still followed the intermediary who introduced him to the job and found an evolver who might be a member of Zhai Hospital.

It only took a few words to say it, but it took Yaichiyanagi an unknown amount of effort to find this unknown evolver according to the diagram - when he finally found this person, it was in a replica of ancient Rome. In a Colosseum-style open-air stone theater.

At that time, Ichiyanagi was sitting in the auditorium built along the mountain, looking down at the open-air theater below. In the center of the stage built with stone slabs, a woman covered in red was holding her lover who was killed by her own hands, sitting in a pool of blood and whining lowly.

The audience around them was almost excited. Some were standing up and applauding, some were cheering desperately, and some were cursing angrily. That was because they lost the bet and put their money on the wrong lover. . Wu Yiliu sat in the middle of the red-faced crowd, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

The person he was looking for, the man who played the lover, had already died in Hongluo Nu's arms.

The thread is broken.

...Because that man is really dead.

"This twist is really good." A person who seemed to be a regular customer was analyzing with his companion: "That woman is very powerful. Not only is the twist she came up with reasonable, look at her after she eliminated a target. , she actually didn’t forget to continue performing. Look how emotionally she cried! She’s so professional.”

Yaichi Liu stood up silently, walked through the crowd of people who kept shouting, and walked outside the theater. If he hadn't been tracking down the members of the Zhai Hospital, he might never have discovered that there was such a place in the Twelve Worlds: a dozen evolvers, whether voluntary or forced, were recruited to this theater as actors. There is no script, no lines, only story background, premise and role assignment. Everyone has to improvise on their own and finally survive this play - more than a dozen people started to perform, but in the end only two people were allowed to survive. The actors not only have to eliminate others as much as possible, but also eliminate others in a reasonable and improvised plot.

…There is no doubt that the audience was greatly entertained.

If this kind of entertainment took place in a remote and dangerous apocalyptic world, Yaichiyanagi would not find anything strange; what puzzled him the most was that this theater actually existed in the Twelve Realms - —No matter what kind of human society it is, if it wants to operate normally, it must always operate according to a certain bottom line. It stands to reason that this amphitheater has violated the bottom line of the Twelve Realms, which is not too high in the first place.

Zhai Hospital, which he had never heard of, once used newly emerged copies to attract "human cockpits" to its members; now when he inquired about it, he found that not many people knew about Zhai Hospital, and no one had seen it. "Driver Copy" - and the only person who might be a member of the Zhai Hospital died in another amphitheater that he had never heard of before by chance.

"You can tell at a glance that you rarely care about things outside."

The old man who sold him the news, holding a cigarette in his mouth, said: "There have been many small organizations like this in recent years, with ups and downs, comings and goings... I don't know where they came from. After a while, I haven’t seen him again for a while.”

"Is there anything else?" When Wu Yiliu asked, he had already opened the silver ring and took out the money.

"Yes," the old man waved his hand, indicating that he did not need to pay, and counted on his fingers: "I have heard of four or five. I already knew about the open-air theater, and the Zhai Hospital is yours I was told that there was a motorcycle sales meeting in the past. Do you think it is strange? There was a war slave camp many years ago, and someone asked me to buy war slaves... Well, the recent Thirteenth The world incubator is also very popular, but I don’t know when it will disappear again."

Yaichi Liu claims to be a somewhat capable person, but he has never heard of any of his names before.

"If you can't find it, I advise you not to continue searching," the old man said. "Those who don't do well will disappear on their own after a while, and there's no point in looking for them. Those who do well will. Even if you don’t look for it, it’s still there.”

Then again, this doesn't seem to be anything strange. He remembered that there was a Growers Alliance a few years ago. At that time, it was in full swing and spanned the twelve realms. However, for some unknown reason, it slowly disappeared. Not long.

"Oh no no," who knew that the old man suddenly raised his hand and said, "The Growers Alliance was because it offended people, but its formation and operation were all made public at the time. , unlike these small organizations. Until now, you can also find the former members of the Growers Alliance, but once these small organizations disappear, they will not even leave their footprints - so I advise you, it is not necessary."

Ichiyanagi was more confused than when he arrived ~IndoMTL.com~; but he still left some money as a thank you gift to the old man and exited the subway car. Every carriage in this subway can be rented for business. The specific business contents are varied and strange. The carriage selling news is the most deserted - because no more than one person is allowed to enter at a time.

He stepped through the carriage door, stepped onto the platform, and looked around subconsciously. On the left hand side is the staircase leading to the ground. Just when Wu Yiliu turned around and walked towards the stairs, it seemed as if a burst of impact suddenly hit her head on, and immediately "knocked" Lin Sanjiu out - but before she She saw it at the last moment before leaving the house.

Not far from Yaichi Liu, in a busy subway station, a slender woman stood on the edge of the platform.

The woman was wrapped in a long windbreaker, with shiny curly hair and exquisite makeup. She looked young, but there was already a shallow line between her nose and lips. That shallow line was only on the left side of her face, as if she always smiled with only one corner of her mouth raised. Her facial features and face are not very symmetrical, but it is that slight skew that gives her beauty an irresistible attraction.

Before the brother and sister gradually faded from her mind, Lin Sanjiu had thought many times about what Lou Ye and Lou Qin would look like when they grew up, and now she finally saw it with her own eyes.