Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1832: Lin Sanjiu is ready to jump off the cliff

No fool would believe it if there was no trap in Gong Daoyi's message.

Lin Sanjiu was really unwilling to listen to his message - what good things could he say? ——I always felt that once she listened, she might be involved in some sick plan of Gong Daoyi again and become his **** or target involuntarily. If she could, she wanted to stuff Gong Daoyi's throat with that kind of forgettable candy, making him forget who he was.

However, now that she knew that his message was only a little bit away from her, it was too difficult for Lin Sanjiu to continue not to listen. With this dark cloud hanging over her head, even if she were interested in the "One Hundred Thousand Worlds Transfer Dream", I'm afraid all she would be thinking about was Gong Daoyi's message.

Come early and come late, everyone will come.

She stood on the flight platform, stepping on the sea under her feet, gritted her teeth, and after several minutes, she slowly said: "...Message, thank you."

The guide smiled and said "yes", but then there was no movement.

Lin Sanjiu was still waiting for her to read out the content, but saw that it was still motionless. Just when she was wondering if the thing was broken, she suddenly felt someone tapping her shoulder lightly.

With her ability, she was not aware of anything strange behind her at all. She didn't even know someone was approaching until someone touched her shoulder. It was almost unbelievable. Lin Sanjiu turned around quickly and took a sip. Sharp cool air.

Gong Dao tilted his head, and his long bangs slid down his ears. He looks the same as he did many years ago. Under his disheveled hair, his eyes are so dark that it's hard to see clearly. It's easy for people to misunderstand the sparkle in his eyes as tenderness or smile.

The light, color and water shadows floating between the sea and the sky in "A Hundred Thousand Worlds of Dreams" flowed lightly over his face, one like the moonlight that had been washed away, and the other like the silent crawling in the dark night. rattan.

"I'm here," he said softly, his voice seemed to be wrapped in soot-gray fog.

Did he send the message himself?

When this idea bounced around Lin Sanjiu's mind like a ball, Teacher Yi shouted in time: "No, this is not me!"

"What?"

"This is the same as the guide," Teacher Yi said anxiously, "not a real person."

"Not a real person?" Lin Sanjiu muttered these words.

Of course what Teacher Yi said was true, but when Gong Dao in front of him nodded and replied, "This is indeed not a real person," it was really hard to believe that he was not Gong Dao himself in flesh and blood.

"That's right. The guide can also communicate with me and touch objects... It turns out that 'leaving a message' is a method of leaving." Only then did Lin Sanjiu feel that the hairs on his back were slowly growing. Fu Ping, who was now considered a top-notch evolver, was actually startled by Gong Daoyi's shadow and broke into a cold sweat.

However, this shadow is indeed too realistic.

If she later found out that she was in a trap and the teacher she heard was an illusion and the teacher she saw was actually a real person, Lin Sanjiu wouldn't be too surprised.

"Do you think this projection is me?"

The "Gong Daichi" in front of me seemed to be very interested in her misunderstanding, and asked as if to confirm: "How could you have this misunderstanding?"

Lin Sanjiu was a little confused. What's so important about this question? Why doesn’t the projection he left go directly to the subject?

"Your question is very strange..." she said slowly, not adapting to the strange feeling that she was talking to "Gong Daoyi" but not to Gong Daoyi. "When I suddenly see you, there will naturally be misunderstanding."

"Is this the first time you have seen me since coming to the Karma Museum?"

"...Yes." I don't know why, but it is a simple fact, but it seems a bit difficult to say it.

The next moment, Lin Sanjiu found a clear reason for the vague feeling just now.

"Then," Gong Dao put his hands into his trouser pockets and said with a bit of leisurely and carelessness, "it's not time for you to listen to my message."

"What?" Lin Sanjiu was startled.

"The message I left can only be received after a certain event occurs." Gong Daoyi said with a smile: "If you haven't seen me yet, that event must not have happened yet. Wait for it It happened, come again."

"Wait a minute, how do I know which of the things that happened was your fault?" Lin Sanjiu suddenly raised her voice,

"If you still have doubts, it hasn't happened yet." Gongdao turned his head and looked away from her, as if the projection had just decided it was time to leave. "As long as it happens, you won't have any doubts."

"Can't you tell me directly?" Lin Sanjiu took a step forward in a hurry, and then suddenly remembered that there was the sea outside the flight platform under her feet - the shadow of the palace road in front of her was floating on the sea. .

"If I tell you directly, it may conflict with the results I want." Gongdao smiled, "Let's experience the dream of a hundred thousand world transfer. Every day in the past, every person, left here The messages will never disappear, so my projection will be patiently waiting for you here. When you call the projection out again..."

When he said this, a dark and distant emotion seemed to surge up, choking his words.

"At that time, should I be happy or unhappy?"

This was the last sentence left by Gong Dao Yiyi. It was so soft that it didn’t seem like he was talking to her, just like he was talking to himself.

Lin Sanjiu watched that "Gong Daoyi" slowly dissolve in form, color and realism~IndoMTL.com~ until he completely disappeared into nothingness, as if he had never appeared at all. She really didn't expect that the message from Miyomichi Ichiru was actually timely; this clearly confirmed that he was indeed planning something - what was it?

Whether it is an experiment like Nuwa's or a plan like Lou Qin's, it seems that they are not Gong Daoyi's style. He liked to watch the ups and downs of individual people's fortunes, but he seemed to have no concern for the whereabouts of mankind as a whole... Lin Sanjiu couldn't explain it, but she always felt that underneath the gentleness and grace in him, there was something inhuman. A kind of indifference, as if he would not shed tears even if he saw the death of his lover - no, no, he would not have a lover at all.

Perhaps it should be said that even if he gets a needle prick, he won't feel any pain.

She bit her lip and thought for a while, unable to come up with a result. She was obviously mentally prepared to jump off even if there was a cliff ahead, but when she got to the end, she realized that her death date had been postponed. She didn't know when.

When the guide was "resurrected" again, Lin Sanjiu was not so enthusiastic about visiting and experiencing the "One Hundred Thousand Worlds Transfer Dream". He just nodded and said: "We can start."

"Before entering, please allow me to give a brief introduction." The guide said softly, "Sending and receiving messages is only one of the most basic uses of the Hundred Thousand World Transfer Dream. In addition, there is also a library Services, Muyu Forum semicolon, complete encyclopedia of museum collections, doomsday survival information library, advertising, recruitment, reward and declaration area, karma score ranking, 100,000 world experience tour, consciousness studio... most services are free. Is there any project you would like to learn about first?"