Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1741: Sitting in the sleepy city forest with 3 wines

"Are you sure that the last time you saw Beard, he went in this direction?"

In the dark and long city road, even though Lin Sanjiu lowered her voice, she still heard her own voice being carried far away and dissipated between the brick walls. Her own movements were so light that they were almost imperceptible; in the gray silence, her voice and the footsteps of her dreadlocks became clearer.

"That's right. After he took me to the guard point, I sat on the chair and he turned around and walked to the left side of the chair." The dreadlocks followed her closely, fearing that she would run slower and turn a corner. The two of them will be separated. "It's just that I don't remember walking this far when I came here..."

Lin Sanjiu also felt the same way. She walked several city roads while looking for the dreadlocks, and it only took a total of seven or eight minutes. However, after following the direction pointed by the dreadlocks, the two of them had been running for at least five minutes, and the city roads became increasingly quiet and quiet. The stranger it becomes, it still stretches forward in silence and endlessly in the darkness, without any light or sound.

"We probably went in the wrong direction," she paused and said as calmly as possible. Lin Sanjiu raised her chin, gestured to Dreadlock to turn around and walk back, saying, "Look back, there may be a fork in the road that we missed."

This time, they carefully paid attention to both sides of the road so as not to miss the narrow fork; but until the two of them almost walked back to the place where Dreadlock kept vigil, and the chair he knocked over was already visible in the distance, they did not see anything. Forked road.

"Let's go to the other end and ask some ordinary people," Dreadlock said with an idea. Deep in the city road ahead, the skylight casts down from the break, reflecting a dim light on the ground; around the corner, you can still vaguely see some floor coverings made by ordinary people.

Lin Sanjiu looked up, then turned around and looked at the city road they had just walked through. "...That's not right."

"What's wrong?"

"Look," she said, pointing to the spot of skylight, "the city road in front is the same as the Fanjia City in my impression. There is a break in the ceiling at a certain distance. But if you look at the back, we have just left So far away, have you seen a break?"

When the dreadlocks suddenly twisted his head, he almost slapped himself twice with his long braids; but he could no longer care about it and murmured: "What, what do you mean?"

Lin Sanjiu didn't say anything, but just took a few tentative steps forward - just as she expected, the chair, the moonlight on the ground, the ordinary people's floor... everything in the city road ahead was... Still keeping the same distance from her as before.

"What's going on!" After Dreadlock himself tried it once, he finally couldn't help it anymore. He knocked on the wall hard and said angrily: "Is it the effect of special items?"

Although his combat power is ordinary, his vision is good. Lin Sanjiu nodded and said: "Starting from near your chair, someone should have connected you to a new space. This space presents the appearance of the original environment, but no matter how you move forward, you cannot reach it. If we go into a real city road, it will only extend indefinitely with our steps. So it will not show changes with distance like a real city road, for example, a break in the ceiling."

She has experienced the effect of an item called a Möbius strip before; although the performance of this space is different, the concept should not be far different.

"Space-type items?" The dirty braid wiped his face hard and said, "I'm really proud that someone used such a precious thing against me. But when did this trap start..."

Not even Lin Sanjiu can tell. When she woke up Dangzi and asked him questions just now, she did not have the slightest suspicion that there was an evolved person nearby - unless the person who cast the trap had far more combat power than she imagined, including pure touch and consciousness. Both methods failed to capture his traces.

"Someone has deceived my perception throughout the whole process. The possibility is there, but it is very low." Lin Sanjiu crossed his arms and said, "The other possibility is more likely to be the person who put down the trap, which happens to be me. People who were not careful at the time."

"You weren't careful..." The dirty braid looked around and suddenly froze, his fingers pointing at himself. "You mean me?"

He immediately panicked, waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Why should I harm myself? Besides, I have no reason to trap you, and I can't afford it at all -"

"I know." Lin Sanjiu interrupted him with a wave of his hand and couldn't help but sigh: "If you really did it, it doesn't make sense that you trapped yourself in it."

Dreadlock didn't even need to use any trick to gain her trust, because she had never doubted him at all.

"Then don't scare me," Dreadlock said with lingering fear: "I am trapped in this kind of space, and I am already very uncomfortable. Has Fanjia City offended someone? Why is someone missing again? Someone has mutated, and someone I don't know has known me a long time ago...and now there is an additional space object! What is going on?"

The two tried several methods, but there was no sign of being able to escape; space objects generally do not cause imminent danger to life, but once they are trapped and want to get out on their own, there is almost no hope - as far as they are concerned The shouts could not be heard, and the ordinary people deep in the city who had been frightened and exhausted for a day were still sleeping soundly. Although the normal world is only a stone's throw away from them, the two of them are like ghosts separated by yin and yang.

"What should we do now?" Dreadlock sat on the ground, staring at the chair not far away, and asked softly.

Lin Sanjiu recalled the familiar silver light she saw in the sky when they jumped off the suspension bridge.

Batou De always knows the latest news in the city, maybe because he put one of his "heads" in the sky? She remembered what Batou De said when he introduced that those silver-white **** called "heads" were equivalent to message sending and receiving stations; if they could observe and capture the flow of messages in the city at any time...

"But our voices are isolated," after she explained a few words, Dreadlocks retorted: "If it can't get out, his head won't be able to receive it, right? What's more, he may not come to save us. , maybe Badou De has something to do with this matter——"

When he said this, he suddenly remembered the loyalty of the man in front of him to Badou De, and immediately closed his mouth.

Now is not the time to explain; Lin Sanjiu frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly an idea came to her, and a card appeared with her palm.

"This is what I came to Fanjia City for," she said, holding up a small white box. "It is the personal terminal of the 'Beacon Fire' system. Batou De's programs cannot be forcibly installed on All communication systems? Then if we send him a message through the 'Fenghuo Langyan' terminal, can he also receive it?"

The dirty braid was stunned, and his eyes suddenly lit up. "Yes, of course a person of your level can afford a personal terminal! Yes, yes, he has always been very well-informed. Whether it is the gossip circulating around him or the news spread in the system, he knows everything... …worth a try.”

This was the first time Lin Sanjiu used it since she got the little white box. After getting familiar with it for a while, she finally found a way to send messages. The name "Batou De" is a public and well-known mailing address in all major systems; she really doesn't know if her distress message will be drowned in a group of fan letters.

"Batou De, if you receive my message, please contact me immediately. We are trapped by space objects..." Lin Sanjiu paused, she really didn't know what she was in Fanjia City place. "We are at Dreadlock's vigil and need help now."

Dreadlocks don’t seem to care at all about what their hairstyle represents. ~IndoMTL.com~ Don’t mention it to anyone, come here alone as soon as possible,” Lin Sanjiu added to the little white box, “I may have discovered the reason for the mutation from ordinary people. ”

Dreadlock asked in an angry voice: "Will he come?"

After hearing the last sentence, Badou De should come over - as long as he didn't set the trap. Lin Sanjiu actually had a vague guess about who set the trap; Batou De had already been ruled out by her.

"I hope he can receive it," Lin Sanjiu moved his finger to the circular green ring indicating confirmation. As long as he pressed it, the message he had just edited would be transmitted to Batou De's "Beacon Fire" Message receiving point. At the same time as she pressed send, a ringtone suddenly rang in the little white box; after being startled, she hurriedly flipped through it a few times before realizing that someone had sent her a message.

Ba Toude's voice, which had always been clear and steady, now sounded urgent and about to break; after the two clarified the misunderstanding about their names, Lin Sanjiu heard his own name echoing loudly in the dark night. .

"Lin Sanjiu, where are you? Why can't I find you? Someone is chasing me. I don't know who it is. I can't resist it anymore!"

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