Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1893: A wave of smile

When the swollen and pale giant approached step by step, Lin Sanjiu quickly pulled up the sheets and covered most of his face again.

The white swan cruise ship, which was on the verge of being scrapped, sank deep into his inflated skin like a swimming ring; the crumbling iron plates of the hull made a dull but sharp sound when the dungeons gave way to him. stopped in a central clearing.

The "character" formed by the dungeon may not be the same as the image expressed in the dungeon... Lin Sanjiu thought of the words of the Killing Hotel.

"I don't know what you are talking about,"

The wet sound of gas leakage came from the face in Youhu Park that could barely be called a face. Obviously, even the other copies felt a little uncomfortable facing him and turned their faces away. "There are always a lot of corpses in my lake. What's the fuss about?"

"Who asked you about the corpse," said a copy of a faceless copy with a large silver bell sitting on its shoulder, "Is there a living person hiding in your lake?"

"Then I don't know." It was difficult to distinguish the emotion from Youhu Park's voice, and even harder from his face. "I don't see any difference between a living person and a corpse. They are all corpses in the end anyway."

"Stop pretending to be stupid," another copy said angrily, "Who doesn't understand your intentions?"

What is the intention?

Lin Sanjiu wanted to listen again to see if anyone would explain the "intention" of Youhu Park more clearly, but found that no one took up the matter; Youhu Park repeatedly emphasized that "I am a lake There are only corpses inside," which also caused the dialogue among the copies to deviate. Seeing that she couldn't wait for an answer, she immediately shouted from a large ball of sheets in a muffled voice: "I have a way!"

Hearing this, the group of copies seemed to have discovered the inconspicuous little copy on the edge, and cast their eyes and attention on her one after another.

The feeling at that moment was like when she was thrown high into the sky by the waves. When she lowered her head, she found that the sea below opened up, revealing a dark mouth. She is too small, difficult to cater to, difficult to fill such a huge body. Maybe she will disappear in the short breath of the other person.

It turned out that there was such an indescribable strong instinct hidden deep in her body: it seemed to be about to cut off her consciousness and put her into a self-preservation state of hibernation and suspended animation.

...Maybe Killing Hotel's statement that "dungeons are higher-level creations" is true.

"I...I am willing to go into the water and look for it,"

With a tenacity that was unimaginable to him, Lin Sanjiu managed to stand firm and continued as planned: "Please help me keep an eye on him and don't let him take action without permission. Are there any living humans under the lake?" ...You’ll know if you look for it once.”

Youhu Park obviously didn't notice that the copy in front of him, wrapped in layers of sheets and with his voice muffled, turned out to be the evolver who had participated in him a few years ago.

"Are you willing?" asked a humanoid copy covered in flowers. Lin Sanjiu could tell at a glance that this was the flower market she had visited before - after turning into a human form, the beauty of the complex blooming turned into a strange and unnatural nausea.

"I'm suitable for finding someone." She said vaguely, "But you must be optimistic about him... I don't want any irreversible consequences to happen."

Killing Hotel once explained to her that "Meeting an Old Friend in a Foreign Land", a dungeon with simple functions and low risk, was a very - very weak type among the dungeons.

"Weakness is not a good word, but it is difficult for me to explain it to you accurately in human words. Because the way the replica understands the world and itself does not exist in human cognition, there are naturally no human words to describe it. "Killing Hotel frowned and said, "If I have to use an analogy, it's like...well...when the wind blows, it stirs up a burst of sand."

After Lin Sanjiu expressed his confusion, he sighed and said: "In short, because you only carry a part of it, your aura is weaker than it, and it is more... a burst of sand. So your suggestion It's a good idea to go into the water, other copies will feel relieved."

It must be said that with the Killing Hotel as an internal agent, her every step of the plan was much clearer and more stable; as expected, after a while, the group of copies nodded one after another: "It is indeed appropriate to let it go." "I didn't expect to be so passive. A copy of "You are quite decisive." "Youhu Park, please don't act rashly, we are watching."

Killing Hotel also told her to get into the water as soon as the proposal was over and try to avoid talking too much.

Not only because talking more will reveal one's flaws, but also because of another communication channel between replicas - "Generally speaking, humanoid replicas will first use language and voice when communicating short messages. You can understand it as a kind of communication channel." The default setting. But when it comes to complex information, or when non-humanoid replicas communicate, another communication channel will be used. If you don’t know how to use it, when the time comes, you won’t know when someone communicates with you, and you can only stand there. If you are in a daze, won’t you be exposed immediately?”

The good thing about Lin Sanjiu is that he knows how to listen to advice.

As soon as she saw that the proposal had been approved, she didn't waste a moment, turned around and walked towards the lake - because the dungeons were taboo about conflicts, so no one really set foot on the area in the Lake Park just now, it was just stretched. She was looking into the lake from a distance, which made her look even more brave and agile, and earned her a few compliments from behind.

Unexpectedly, Lin Sanjiu's usual ability to make friends was a little too good, and it had the opposite effect on her.

She had just sat down on the shore of the lake when she heard the voice of the truck driver behind her. "Isn't it too risky to let her go into the water by herself?"

Lin Sanjiu turned around and found that the people he was talking to were several copies from behind.

Those copies looked like a circle with missing and uneven beards. Four or five of them were crowded on his left, and two or three stood on his right. Her eyes wandered around the ground a few times, and she heard the truck driver say something like "find it early to avoid a long night of dreams." Then she strode closer to the lake shore and patted her shoulder heavily with a hand.

"I'll go down with you and take care of you so that you don't do anything to you in Lake Park."

"Then...then thank you,"

Lin Sanjiu, who thought for several seconds but could not think of a suitable way to refuse, finally managed to say: "When we find the person, we will put him on the shore first. Humans who choke on water will definitely need first aid. I will do this." ."

"You're still thoughtful," the truck driver nodded and sat down on the shore of the lake. With a smooth slide, he fell into the green lake with a "dong" sound - the swollen and pale giant suddenly became stunned. Ji Ling didn't know what he wanted to do, but the copy next to him stretched out a hand to stop him and stopped him.

Lin Sanjiu also sat down on the shore of the lake.

Unlike the real copy, she will get wet if she gets into the water.

For the dungeon, the water, smell, and other substances inside other dungeons are all part of the person. Even if they are contaminated, it is temporary and can slip away again with a thought. Just like two human beings shaking hands, after the contact is over, you can't put the other person's right hand in your pocket and take it home.

Killing Hotel once said that when he climbed up from the carp pond, it was as if he had never fallen.

Lin Sanjiu, who was wet and would not be able to **** for a while, would obviously be exposed immediately.

She was sitting on the shore, her whole body hiding under the sheets, trying her best to wake up her consciousness over and over again. As long as she had a layer of consciousness wrapped around her, she would be able to shake off the water droplets as easily as an otter when she came ashore; as the two of them had agreed, Killing Hotel quickly walked up, pretending to talk to her, and looked into the lake. Pointing and pointing - from the eyes of the replicas behind, there is a legitimate reason why Lin Sanjiu hasn't entered the water yet.

It’s just that the copies at the back may be easy to fool, but the one in the lake in front is not easy to deal with.

The truck driver poked his head out of the lake. The thin layer of hair on his head was still dry and fluffy, stretching in the wind.

"What are you talking about? Did you see that human being? Where is he?"

Lin Sanjiu knew that she didn't have much time, so she couldn't sit here and call her consciousness over and over again. She was so anxious that a layer of hot sweat appeared on her forehead; fortunately, her hard work paid off, and the blood suddenly poured out of her body. Awareness flickered from her skin - the white light was also covered by the white sheets.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief, took off the sheets, and quickly jumped into the green lake.

After so many years~IndoMTL.com~unexpectedly, she once again returned to the green water of Youhu Park filled with corpses and special items.

Lin Sanjiu opened his eyes and vaguely saw the shadow of the truck driver in the chaotic green water full of impurities, as well as several pale corpses floating behind him like thick water plants.

The puppet master was pushed deeper into the bottom of the lake, almost being swallowed by the darkness at the bottom of the lake. She looked down and gestured to the truck driver swimming toward her, pointing to the bottom of the lake. The truck driver saw the dark shadow at the bottom of the lake and nodded.

Just when Lin Sanjiu was about to plunge deeper, the truck driver suddenly stretched out his hand like lightning and grabbed her wrist as if he couldn't feel the resistance of the water.

From the turbid green water, a vaguely waving smile floated on his face.

I made an appointment to do something in the next few days. It's early in the morning and I'll be there at 8 o'clock. In order to arrive on time, I have had a very strange schedule these days. I go to bed early and get up in the middle of the night...

(End of this chapter)