Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1892: Lin Sanjiu is a person who is not afraid of making things worse
Lin Sanjiu's idea may not be risky for the Killing Hotel, but it is really risky for herself and the puppet master.
…especially the puppeteer.
After the excitement of the flash of inspiration faded away, the more she thought about it, the more unsure she felt, and the more she thought about it, the more naive she felt. How could she rescue the puppet master with this method? Maybe she will be involved too.
But the Killing Hotel has long since disappeared, and it’s useless for Lin Sanjiu to regret it—she doesn’t even have a way to contact the other party—and besides, if she doesn’t follow this method, what other options does she have? ? What could she do with the copy?
The action has begun, and all she can do now is wait.
At this moment, Lin Sanjiu was squatting under the sheets, her whole body was wrapped tightly, only her eyes were exposed; although she was suffering inside, she was motionless on the outside, as if she was on the ground dozens of meters away in the copy of Lake Tour. Suddenly a white mushroom appeared.
It would be terrible if the copy of Youhu became suspicious of her before she came back from the Killing Hotel and came to check the situation... Why hasn't the Killing Hotel come back yet?
When Lin Sanjiu muttered "Why haven't you come back yet" for the sixth time, there was finally movement in the distant town.
Her field of vision was somewhat blocked by the white sheets, and she felt the slightest movement first.
It was like one of the people eating at the same table suddenly stood up. When Lin Sanjiu was slightly startled, he immediately realized that the intermittent, shabby and hoarse electronic music in the game hall not far away had something to do with it. Nothing was heard for several seconds.
The ground shook faintly. It was not as if some heavy giant was walking, but rather as if the earth itself was being fiddled with, a hive deep in the earth's core awakening, buzzing and trembling from a dimension beyond human reach.
The Killing Hotel really did not lie... Lin Sanjiu slightly lifted the bed sheet, looked into the distance, and suddenly understood the strange trembling of the earth under his feet.
This dimensional space is constructed by the energy of the copies, so when an unknown number of copies move in the same direction together, the energy that builds the dimensional space is like a wave of tides caused by the gravity of the moon. .
At this moment, in the "small town" in the distance, buildings melted and fell one after another, as if they were broken icebergs washed away by the waves; one figure after another stood up from the ground, the crowd gradually expanded, and there were chaotic conversations. Like broken branches wrapped in water waves, they rushed into Lin Sanjiu's field of vision.
She was so nervous that she wanted to swallow her saliva, but found that her mouth was so dry that it turned into a piece of sandpaper.
Right now.
When she saw the figure wearing a red T-shirt in front of her clearly, Lin Sanjiu jumped up suddenly, grabbed the sheets, quickly approached, ducked and blended into the group of copies: An old lady turned to look at her , the clown selling balloons had his heels stepped on by the people behind him, and the children who were counting bugs were listening to others talking with cold expressions... Except for pretending not to notice her Killing Hotel, no copy of the hotel did anything to her. Notice.
Lin Sanjiu had a layer of hot sweat all over her body.
How could she have imagined that she would experience such a moment in her life?
Besides, front, back, left and right, there are copies in twos and threes. Both her sight and hearing were lightly covered by the sheets, which actually enhanced the inexplicable part of her perception: for a moment she seemed to be walking in a smoky cold mountain morning, and for a moment she seemed to be unable to help laughing happily, waiting for her When he quickly took a few steps closer to another copy, he vaguely smelled a frightening, snow-white smell.
"I don't want to bother people," the Killing Hotel explained loudly from the front, "but I think it's very strange... who put humans in, and what to do with them after putting them in, what will happen to our dimension?" What impact does space have...I think everyone must know."
"You are right, this matter is a bit serious," an unknown person said from the dungeon group, "Why can humans come in?"
"I'll find out when I ask later. I'm just curious, why does the newcomer secretly hold on to the human and never let go?" said a muffled and dull voice, as if there was a thick towel rolled up in his throat. "Can he hand it over obediently?"
...Yes, this is Lin Sanjiu's plan.
There is nothing she can do to get the copy of Youhu, and there is nothing that Killing Hotel can do to get the copy of Youhu alone. But when many copies in this dimension have discovered that there is a human being hidden in his hand, maybe the copy of Youhu You can't stand the pressure, right?
After the Lake Tour dungeon left the town, it kept the puppeteer under the water of the lake, and even the human form never appeared again, obviously in order not to attract people's attention.
Since he wanted to secretly imprison the puppet master, Lin Sanjiu naturally had to expose his intention.
"Actually, I think if he wants to hide himself, he can just hide it. It won't have much impact on us..." one copy said.
Lin Sanjiu felt nervous and quickly glanced in the direction of the speaker.
The copy was tall and slender. With her height, she could only see the opponent's belly. Don't look at the dungeon's words to persuade others to go back, but he followed the Killing Hotel without any intention of turning around - the dungeons who heard his words also seemed to have turned a deaf ear.
A lot of copies came. Lin Sanjiu glanced far away and saw several acquaintances; 5.85 did not show up, perhaps because she did not come to the symposium at all.
"It's here!"
The Killing Hotel shouted and stopped when it was about to enter the Youhu Park area.
He was currently standing at the position where he had stopped Lin Sanjiu, so when he stretched out his waist and head, he could see the figure under the lake; on the contrary, Lin Sanjiu was several steps away, except for the intermittent lake between his shoulders. , nothing can be seen.
"Where are they?" Several copies formed a circle along the lake shore, stretching their necks to look for the puppet master. "Ah, is it that...oh, no, it seems to be a corpse."
"Oh, I saw it, the hair looks like waterweed, right!" One copy became excited.
Killing Hotel turned around and waved his hand. After focusing the eyes and attention of the replicas on himself, he pointed at the lake and said, "That human is right here. We should ask Youhu Park to come out and explain."
Lin Sanjiu walked quietly towards the lake. From beside her, the copies said one after another: "Where is Youhu Park? I seemed to have seen him not long ago."
"Yes, why didn't you notify everyone when you caught a human?"
"Yes, hand him over," when this sentence reached Lin Sanjiu's ears, she could hardly breathe. ~IndoMTL.com~ Maybe Youhu Park discovered something about that human being... I want to see it too! ”
"Please give me a break," she squeezed through several copies, "I have something to do with the Killing Hotel..."
The copies made way for her one after another. When Lin Sanjiu stopped not far from the Killing Hotel, she looked back.
She passed a familiar face just now, but she couldn't remember who it was; it seemed that he just flashed past in the peripheral vision, and when she looked back, the person had already blended into the crowd.
When Lin Sanjiu hesitated slightly, she saw someone else leaving the instance and walking up - it turned out to be a truck driver. He glanced at Lin Sanjiu and then realized who she was, and commented in surprise: "You still have sheets?"
The poor look of "meeting an old friend in a foreign land" really doesn't look like he has bed sheets.
"Well, my new one..." Lin Sanjiu said vaguely, and quickly glanced at the bottom of the lake - in less than ten minutes, the puppet master sank further to the bottom of the lake, as if he had been Green Lake pressed it down deliberately.
"Why is he so silent?" The truck driver frowned and glanced around, obviously dissatisfied with Youhu Park. "So many of us are here, and he doesn't even want to answer a question?"
Lin Sanjiu and Killing Inn looked at each other.
Their plan is going well so far, but the most critical step is that Lake Tour Park must show up. As soon as he shows up——
"What are you looking for me for?"
Before Lin Sanjiu could finish his thoughts, he heard an extremely indescribable sound coming from the crowd behind him - it was as if it was formed by the leaking airflow in the swollen vesicle-like throat. , completely different from the voice heard in the copy of Lake Tour at that time.
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