Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1914: Lake under the moonlight
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Based on the experience last time, Lin Sanjiu did not waste any time this time.
With a plastic model on one shoulder and a black tablet in one hand, she hurried towards the black city that was melting and shrinking. She didn't even have a chance to look back and see what the replicas were doing; waiting for her to pounce again. When he returned to the roads and streets in the city, Lin Sanjiu fell to the ground as if he had fallen apart and gasped for air for a long time.
After "retracing" the content of two copies of the game, she finally earned herself a few minutes of rest - even though some people were very worried about her.
"Don't rest for too long," the great witch warned from afar, "Even if you block those two games, as long as the rain curtain touches the ground, the copy will still be completed...but it will be missing two corners. It's just a copy. If you fall asleep, neither you, me, nor the puppet master..."
"I know," Lin Sanjiu groaned.
Compared to the last time, the rain curtain climbed higher into the sky. Whenever the wind blew, it seemed like tassels swaying and flickering under the dark sky.
Lin Sanjiu turned over weakly on the ground and pressed her cheek against the black road. The voice of the great witch rang out from her ears and disappeared into the distance.
Beside her, the plastic model looked at the sky silently, with an eternal smile painted on its face.
...No wonder he couldn't eat anything. An almost irrelevant thought suddenly came to Lin Sanjiu's mind.
There is no room in his body for food, fresh air, hope, or laughter; there will always be a twisted, dark storm, pounding and tormenting him inside his body, and the only outlet may be to pierce his hand deeply. Into the blood of others - he cannot control himself, while wanting others to die, he is also looking for reasons for others to die; only in occasional moments, he can see everything clearly.
She slowly raised her arms and pressed them on her eyes, her lips trembled for a while, then a breath escaped from her lips, and she felt cold instantly.
The first key item was found on the game host, and the second key item turned out to be the host himself... From this point of view, the next key items are easy to find, just keep an eye on the host , there must be clues.
The reminder from the great witch kept weighing heavily on her heart, so much so that Lin Sanjiu got up again secretly and uneasily before lying down for long, always wondering if she had rested for too long.
She is not as good at reasoning and thinking as Li Bao, but Lin Sanjiu's persistence, intuition and quick wit can always lead her out of desperate situations time and time again - maybe with a little luck - she I have never been so grateful to the hand that was watching over her as I am today.
It turns out that Lin Sanjiu’s guess was right.
After every "content preview" was blocked and the city copy was backtracked, she would find that the next "content preview" would start from scratch; after gaining experience, the third and fourth "content preview" , and was blocked by her one after another, almost without any danger and smoothly. She learned the lesson the third time. After snatching a heavy-duty motorcycle from the roadside, she refused to get off the motorcycle at all. She bundled plastic mannequins and other things horizontally on the back seat, and even the game was riding on the motorcycle. to participate - so that when the city ebbs away from her, she no longer has to chase it on two legs.
After all four corners of the city were cut off neatly, Lin Sanjiu drove the motorcycle to its highest speed and rumbled around the black city several times.
However, she didn’t know what was going on, but as the rain curtain continued to sink unyieldingly, she never saw the next “content preview” again.
Did I miss something? Or is there no next game?
The puppet master's dungeon transformation has obviously not been completed yet, nor has it been interrupted... If there is no next game, what should she do next to retrace the process?
"Great Miko!"
The heavy-duty locomotives speeding through the streets let out shouts one after another. "Where should I go next?"
Obviously, even at this time, the copy formed by the puppet master still refused to admit defeat and still refused to let the great witch speak clearly. It seems that the dungeon has also realized that the key factor of its own birth and death lies in whether Lin Sanjiu can continue to the next step; so let alone the clear reminder, the great witch can't even make a sound now, and the whole city is filled with gloom and low pressure. Under the canopy, only the rumble of Lin Sanjiu's motorcycle engine echoed alone.
After scolding the puppet master in his heart, Lin Sanjiu finally couldn't stand it any longer and returned to the area near the highest building. He got out of the car and pushed the motorcycle towards the lobby on the first floor. Go to the door. Even if she gets to the top floor now, it's hard to tell how much of the city is left for her to see; but at the moment, she really can't think of any other way...
Lin Sanjiu suddenly stopped, stretched her neck, and looked into the distance at the intersection of a trail for a few seconds.
The first two times she came, she rushed into the building against the clock and stepped on the second hand. She never had time to take a second look behind the building. Only now did she realize that the depths of the trail were not more steel and concrete forests, but instead there were faint green shadows and intertwined jungle trees. Under the dark sky that was almost like night, there seemed to be a little bit of silver light shining.
She looked at the door of the first floor lobby, which was just around the corner, hesitated for a moment, then turned the front of the car and pushed the car step by step into the path.
Lin Sanjiu never thought that she would walk into the lake at night.
For a moment, she thought the storm above her head was getting lower, but when she looked up, she saw a thin, pale crescent moon between the stars in the bright night. The surface of the lake is calm and dark, and occasionally it seems to sigh. In the intertwining and swaying ripples, it sighs out a halo of light like a whisper.
Looking back, all that is left of the black city is a faint background, standing faintly in the sky. It was as if the wind was moving the thin clouds across the sky, and it was as if she herself was moving lightly across the world.
Lin Sanjiu withdrew his gaze and stood blankly on the grass by the lake, looking at a huge fallen tree trunk in the distance.
Leaning against the tree trunk was a young man whom she had not seen for a long time and thought she would never see again.
When the motorcycle lost its support and fell to the grass with a dull sound, the young man was startled. He turned his gaze towards her, his eyes dimly filled with the moonlight like lake mist.
A few key items and plastic mannequins fell quietly into the grass.
"...Ayun?" Lin Sanjiu took a few steps forward and called out slightly tremblingly.
It is easy to see that everything has not changed yet, and what is about to happen has not happened yet.
When he heard his name, the young man was startled, and suddenly bit his lower lip and smiled; for a moment, the puppet master in Lin Sanjiu's memory seemed to have lost its dark weight, and closed his eyes in a breathy smile. , gently blending into the young man in front of him.
She suddenly just wanted to reach out her hand and block his face and smile for him, protecting him from behind and not letting anyone see him.
"Sister, do you know me?" He raised his head and asked. When he spoke, the small Adam's apple on his neck seemed to be flapping like a white dove, forming a young man's voice: "Well, don't tell anyone when you go back, okay?"
Lin Sanjiu then realized that there was a slight blush on his cheeks and he seemed to be a little drunk; as he spoke, he gently shook the wine bottle in his hand.
"I bought it after I lied about my age." The young man raised his hand and handed the bottle to Lin Sanjiu as a matter of course: "Would you like to take a sip too?"
Lin Sanjiu also wanted to laugh.
Why not?
Ayun is leaving soon and will never come back. On this moonlit night by the lake, she couldn't find any reason not to sit with him.
"Why are you here alone?" Lin Sanjiu took a sip of wine, handed the bottle back to him, and asked. The wine was a bit stronger than she thought. As soon as she drank it, hot heat spread from her throat and chest. Her brain seemed to suddenly become a speaker, ready to buzz with music at any time.
"My friends are out of town," his voice seemed to be floating in the clouds, blown down by the wind, and scattered gently. If Lin Sanjiu hadn't pricked up his ears and listened carefully, he would have barely heard the subtle hint of depression. "I finally got a fake age certificate... I want to try this, this, alone first... what is the wine called?"
He raised the bottle and looked at it carefully for a while under the moonlight.
“…So that’s what it is~IndoMTL.com~ Lin Sanjiu hugged her knees and looked at him and said.
She didn't even have a word to say at this moment. She didn't want to ask anything. She just wanted to sit here and let Ayun keep chatting. The alcohol burned his clear eyes, like the moonlight. Stained with tea flower mud.
"What about you?" He asked a little unclearly, "You are here...ah!"
Ayun suddenly seemed to have remembered something and jumped up. He still couldn't stand still and almost staggered. Lin Sanjiu quickly supported him. "What's wrong?" she asked a little uneasily.
"Lake," the boy pointed at the lake in front of him, as if he was aware of its existence for the first time now. "Let's go swimming!"
Who Lin Sanjiu was, and whether Lin Sanjiu agreed or not, didn't seem to matter to him; before he finished speaking, he had already put his support on Lin Sanjiu's shoulder and took off one of his shoes.
"But if you drink, if you swim, you might choke..."
"I heard that when you drink, you need to drink a lot of water," the boy laughed, "so that you won't have a headache the next day... Such a big lake is enough for me to drink..."
When Lin Sanjiu got up a little at a loss, the boy had already pulled off the jumper in one breath, and walked a few steps towards the lake with his bare upper body, and then he remembered that he still had a shoe on his other foot. He stopped by the lake, stood in the misty moonlight, and turned back to smile at her.
"Will you go down with me?" Ayun said, reaching out a hand to her.