Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 655: The destined fate of a gift bag (Part 2)

"You were fooled, yo."

No matter when it sounds, Zeus's voice is always so annoying; but his current voice has completely exceeded the level of "annoying", making people's pores, skin, and bones shiver with disgust. I wish I could completely wipe those faces out of the world like crushing bugs.

For a full three or two seconds, the evolvers on the sea battlefield stood there at a loss, with a look of confusion on their faces as if they had just woken up from a long dream.

One of the reasons why they are so stunned is that they have just escaped from the state of being "bribed", and it seems that they have not realized that they will be bribed by an ability to attack the puppet master. When several evolved people realized what they had done, they couldn't help but change their colors. They couldn't believe that they had survived - even though everyone had different injuries.

Another reason is a bit complicated to say: first of all, they don't know who the speaker is.

In the moist and salty air on the sea surface, Zeus's lingering voice still echoed thickly, but Lin Sanjiu clearly couldn't speak. At this time, his head was being held in the hands of the puppeteer, and was being swayed by the sea breeze.

The long body wearing a black racer vest and field pants fell on the carpet. There was only a dark, messy mess in the broken neck that was still wrapped in a bandage, like lint or meat paste, but not a drop of blood seeped out, and not a single bone was exposed.

The human head in the hands of the puppeteer finally followed biological common sense and did not speak out; even though the skin on the face of Zeus could no longer cover the two deep black eyes, allowing them to hang longer and longer, As if he was about to open his mouth to speak.

Mu Xin was the first to wake up completely. When he raised his eyes, he understood immediately; he subconsciously took a few steps back and shouted in a low voice: "It's over there!"

The Queen of Soul did not move at all, but Liz and Hegel retreated. They had been bribed just now, and they had forgotten for a moment: Lin Sanjiu was not the only Zeus on the battlefield on the sea. On the sea outside the carpet, there were still groups of Zeus who had not died in the battle; they had exactly the same appearance. The necks are pressed together, and the same faces rub their ears and temples together.

The one who spoke just now should be one of them.

"Lin, Lin Sanjiu is dead?" The Queen of Soul seemed unable to react to the current situation, and swam towards the puppet master in a daze: "She...she is dead? What, what is happening? Something?"

As the black leather creaked, the pale hand let go of the head of Zeus. The head fell to the carpet with a thud and rolled out; the puppet master's dark back was still condensed like sculpture cement, and he didn't say a word.

No one knows whether the puppet master was surrounded by several evolvers just now, whether he really couldn't escape for a while, or whether he was deliberately pretending to be unable to escape - before Lin Sanjiu, Zeus took out the A4 paper document When he successfully tore off Ji Shanqing's clothes, it was also the time when he was most careless and flawless. The puppet master had appeared behind him at some point.

Lin Sanjiu Zeus died as suddenly as the old woman, so sudden that it even made people feel ridiculous. However, even though he died so unexpectedly, the puppet master still failed to **** Ji Shanqing back - after most of his clothes were torn off, the body damage was reduced by at least half, and the gift bag was as light as a kneaded piece of paper. There was a ball of gift wrapping paper; he was pushed out by Lin Sanjiu's Zeus before his death and pushed into the wind. He was immediately blown off the carpet by the sea breeze and was stepped on by the small group of Zeus. .

Ji Shanqing floated motionless on the sea water, now looking like a piece of rag again. He was still struggling to maintain the last layer of torn fabric, although it had nothing to do with integrity; but at least, the situation had not turned to the worst yet - or should be said, not yet.

Things can always get worse in this **** place.

"That folder, can't it save her?" The Soul Queen was stunned for a while, then suddenly asked with a sharp voice. "Where's that folder?"

The folder was currently under the body of the headless corpse, with a corner exposed. But except for the big meat worm, no one felt the need to read it - because Zeus, the one who spoke just now, spoke again.

There is a saying that "the trees are hidden in the forest." When Zeus stood among a group of identical bodies, no one knew which one was speaking: "Didn't I say it? You have all been fooled. ”

"What, what's going on?" The big meat insect shook its head left and right, as if trying to find Zeus who was speaking.

"Queen," Mu Xin couldn't help but call it. "That folder should be fake."

The Queen of Soul quickly turned around and stared at him.

"According to Hegel's words, if the folder is true, then the caregiver in it would have replaced Zeus the moment before his death." Mu Xin explained the obvious facts in front of him one by one, "But The dead body still belongs to Zeus, which can only mean...either Hegel is lying, or the folder is fake and there is nothing to nourish anyone in it."

Hegel's face suddenly turned blood red and his veins twitched a few times. Seeing that the puppet master never moved or turned around, Hegel finally swallowed his words of argument.

"Yes, that's what it is."

The group of grove-like Zeus on the sea grinned together, making it difficult to tell who the voice came from: "I used a broken folder that can be found anywhere to trick you into taking Lin San Jiu's head was cut off. Now she's fine. There's no hope of her coming back to life. There's no more trouble! Not only that, but this gift bag also fell into our hands. We really put on a good show today. , right?"

Another Zeus responded with admiration: "Isn't it! It's confusing and full of twists and turns, this is how the play should be played."

"We have to think about what to do next."

"Yes, yes. Logically speaking, after the game is over, the only person qualified to meet the Supreme God is this gift package... What will be the most exciting next step?"

"The puppet master really wants to dismantle it. Should we dismantle it?"

"It must be dismantled, but when and how should we dismantle it, so that it is most in line with the aesthetics of drama and the most entertaining?"

A small group of Zeus, each swaying with the same face, like a forest of flesh blown by the sea breeze. They turned a blind eye to the headless corpse of Zeus in front of them, and were completely unaware of the remains of Zeus that had just been left on the battlefield; even for Zeus who had been trapped in the water by Mu Xin, none of his compatriots came to rescue him. All they seem to care about is one thing: how to make the current situation more interesting.

In other words, how to trick the group of people in front of you more thoroughly.

All the evolvers seemed to have lost their voices. No one knew what they should say or do in such a situation; even people like Hegel and Liz, who had little to do with Lin Sanjiu, were trembling uncontrollably, even though they I may not quite understand why.

As for the puppet master - he has not said a word or moved a finger since the head fell to the ground. Now it looked like there were two bodies on the carpet: one lying down and one standing.

The only one who still managed to maintain a normal state was the Queen of Soul.

Maybe it's because of the different races. Sometimes the incredible, almost stubborn tenacity seen in the big meat bugs really makes humans ashamed. It turned around in circles several times and screamed: "Tell me! How can I get Lin Sanjiu back? You must have a way, but I don't believe it. As long as I don't give up, I can bring the dead back to life." I can also fill an empty skin with meat!"

"That means your biology is not very good."

One Zeus chuckled, and the other Zeus immediately shouted, "That's a good line!"

They seem to only care about the people in front of them and whether they can provide them with enough entertainment.

The Queen of Soul was humiliated by this sentence, but she actually held back the attack. It rushed to the puppet master's side in a few steps, and just raised its head and called out "Sir", but as soon as its eyes fell on the other person's face, it somehow swallowed back the second half of the sentence; it simply turned its head and grabbed the puppet. The human head pounced on the headless corpse on the ground.

"Take it back," the Queen of Soul's voice was high-pitched and trembling, and she hit the head against the broken neck hard. "How can I put it back together? Sew it up, sew it up?"

"Queen," Mu Xin couldn't stand it anymore and called it, "Queen! Come back."

"What the hell!" The Queen of Soul didn't recognize his kindness at all, grabbed Zeus's dozens of centimeters long broken neck and shook it, angrily: "Didn't you see that this guy's neck is full of garbage? Just disconnect the garbage and reconnect it! It's not bones, nerves, blood vessels or anything like that - I can tell them clearly~IndoMTL.com~I can tell them clearly!"

"This scene is very beautiful," one Zeus said with both satisfaction and sadness. "It expresses the sadness of companions who never leave each other and refuse to admit it even if one of them dies. The actor's true feelings are really amazing. Moved."

"I'm so **** sick of your drama," the Queen of Soul threw the severed neck back to the carpet and grabbed the head again. However, at this moment, it paused. A silence as long as the blink of an eye swept across the sea, and suddenly a Zeus asked his companions in a low voice: "Huh? Well, it seems... we can't let it be like this, can we?"

This whisper was blown away by the sea breeze and faintly drifted into the ears of the evolvers.

Can't "how", Zeus naturally didn't say; but the Queen of Soul seemed to be frozen, and for a while, she didn't move at all. After a few breaths, a fleshy tentacle slowly stretched out, with some uncertainty, gently poked the broken neck of Zeus' corpse a few times.

"Fuck it," this time the curser turned into an unknown Zeus: "Go catch it!"

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