Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1700: Lin Sanjiu is suitable for opening a butcher shop
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When people are slapped by reality, they will all want an "explanation", and the fallen species are obviously no exception.
"How is this possible!" The flat mouse wailed, and his two naked human feet began to step back in small steps, "Old Sa, Lao Sa! Come out quickly, what is going on?"
Lin Sanjiu smiled, holding the edge of the crack with one hand and wiping her nose with the other.
The answer couldn't be simpler: Thanks to Lin Sanjiu being a coward, when her consciousness released the imitated fallen species, it immediately flowed back into her body and injected into her. In the [Protective Force Field] that had just been opened - of course, no one would waste their consciousness to protect the iron rope on their bodies - she did not expect that she would immediately run into an illusion trap without wasting any of it.
The body of the pink flesh-like degenerate species is a dark passage, and the illusion trap is the entrance to this passage: any material swallowed by the entrance, whether it is an iron rope produced by an arsenal or an explosive, Well, whether it was human flesh or snacks, they all seemed to gradually evaporate, turning into pieces of smoke, and were eventually sucked into the depths of that "passage".
Consciousness is no exception.
Lin Sanjiu couldn't see in the darkness, relying only on Teacher Yi's report and her own feelings, feeling the dissipating consciousness draining away quickly like steaming smoke - she was startled just now, and immediately realized The strong iron ropes that were originally wrapped around my body are being chipped thinner and thinner, becoming more and more brittle. If I wait a little longer, it will disappear completely.
"The price of removing the iron chain," she couldn't help but sigh, "is my consciousness."
Every time a bit of consciousness is lost, Lin Sanjiu must squeeze out a bit of new consciousness to make up for it; before the iron rope is digested, she can only continue to use the remaining consciousness to fill this seemingly bottomless abyss. pit.
When she was concentrating on squeezing out her consciousness, perhaps because Lin Sanjiu was too quiet and too cooperative, it took a long time for her to remain intact, a human form that could not be dissolved; the degenerate species that swallowed her pink meat strips As if she sensed something was wrong, the dark passage began to twist, trying to escape from her body.
At this time, her hands were free.
"If you want to swallow me, swallow me? If you want to spit me, spit me out. Am I chewing gum?" Lin Sanjiu cursed in a low voice. He reached down and touched the edge of the crack. He felt like he could actually do it. Can she hold it? She immediately picked it up - it felt very strange in the hand? It was as if the heavy smell of people in an abandoned warehouse had adhered to form some kind of fascia-like tissue; her hands naturally also had [protective power] To protect her, the fallen creature twisted a few times as if in pain, but it could not be shaken off or digested. It was stuck in her hand for a while.
It must be said that these fallen species have a keen sense of danger.
The flat mouse suddenly stopped talking and stopped moving. Only a few black spots on its white curved eyes flickered like signal lights, as if it was considering what to do next. There was a black spot that always stayed at the edge of the eye, covering the direction of the tour guide. As a result, the latter wanted to walk towards Lin Sanjiu several times, but did not dare to move.
"Don't you know what to do now?" Lin Sanjiu said almost cordially, "Has no one ever taught you that hunting is risky? Well, let me help you decide."
The thin hair on the flat mouse's head trembled slightly, and just when a black dot appeared, he saw her next move.
Lin Sanjiu kept grabbing at the crack? It wasn’t just for fun.
When she was swallowed, she vaguely felt that there was some connection between this crack and the pink-meat degenerate species itself. At this time, she turned around slightly and reached back to the center of the crack with her right hand - she was conscious enough. When exerting force, she couldn't use her hands; now her consciousness power stock was no longer enough to form a strangulation force field? But because she had been holding on to the crack to prevent it from closing, a large amount of air had already flowed in at this time.
As long as there is air, she can activate the "whirlpool" Kurosawa Ji taught her.
...The next few seconds, if I have to use an analogy that humans can relate to, it is like when a person is forced to open his mouth, someone inserts an iron fan running at the highest speed little by little. in his mouth. It doesn't matter if the mouth isn't big enough, because with the crazy twisting of the iron fan, the opening will always become big enough amid the scattered pieces of flesh and blood and broken teeth.
Different from the iron fan, Lin Sanjiu's vortex was not only more powerful, but the vortex itself could even grow bigger and bigger, finally swallowing half of the hall; the ceiling, the chandelier above, the screen wall and An empty glass tube booth next to it was all twisted into the whirlpool and shattered into countless fragments, making everyone tremble under their feet.
For a few seconds, the entire exhibition hall turned into a large loudspeaker: the harsh whistling wind became the background, but the protagonist was a sharp and howling child's voice, in extreme pain. ~IndoMTL.com~ seems to tear every eardrum it touches into shreds.
Lin Sanjiu didn’t know where the corrupted meat stick had been hiding just now until it was completely dead.
The word "clean" was used because in the end, she could only see the flesh, tissue, and tendons thrown out in circles from the whirlpool, as if they were sprayed with paint, and the exhibition hall was completely transformed. It was painted into a hellish scene.
When the vortex stopped, Lin Sanjiu's original skin color was almost invisible. Her whole body was soaked, but her eyes were still bright and burning; she looked at the flat mouse standing not far away, with a layer of flesh and blood splattered on its fur, and said softly: "What do you mean? , why didn’t you let me go when I wanted to leave? Without the iron rope, let’s see how long you can hold on.”
"It's not me!"
Bian Mouse suddenly stood up, revealing the folds of human arms under his belly, and shouted loudly: "Please, believe me, it wasn't me who attacked you just now, that **** grandson should return to his own It’s gone into my body!”
Lin Sanjiu was startled.
"Good girl, don't kill me, let me tell you from the beginning! Yes, it's like this. I was sleeping well in the tube, but suddenly someone opened the curtain, and I was suddenly awakened by the light... A left The **** with short hair and a staff vest said I looked smart. Of course, I understood his mouth movements! By the time I, I reacted, my body had already been controlled by him... ”
Bian Mouse looked filled with grief and anger, as if he was crying for the ground, as if he had been greatly wronged: "When he saw that he couldn't beat you, his consciousness went back, leaving me here as a scapegoat. This world There are still such bad human beings in the world, I thought only we fallen species could do this..."