Doomsday Wonderland: One thousand seven hundred and forty-seven

There is about half of this chapter left, and the current progress is very gratifying. As long as I am not hungry next time, I feel like I can post it in an hour and a half at most. If I'm hungry, that's the end of the world. I have to eat and drink while I'm busy working, and I have to watch TV while eating. It'll take at least an extra forty minutes...

When the paper crane fluttered out of the window again, it seemed to have carried the anxiety of the sender, its wings flapped loudly, and it quickly disappeared into the night. There is no moonlight tonight, and the dead town under the night also retreats into the darkness. Lin Sanjiu held the window with one hand until the paper crane could no longer be seen, then she walked back with a frown on her face.

"You will have Sichuan lines like this," Qingjiuru looked up at her and touched the center of his eyebrows with his hand: "...you don't need moisturizer at first glance."

Lin Sanjiu's worried look suddenly froze and she turned to look at him.

No matter what happens, as long as he doesn't die immediately, it all seems to be just a movie for Qingjiure; and he is a spectator who is always outside the situation - even if he is worried, it seems An understatement.

"What you are doing now is fake and can be eliminated with timely maintenance..."

In the sound of his suggestion, Lin Sanjiu sat down with a straight face, and finally couldn't help but interrupt him: "Okay - while Si Lu and the others haven't arrived yet, and the dimensional crack is still far away, let's Hurry and check your visa first."

Once Si Lu arrived, it was difficult to buy a visa in front of them.

It's just that this topic seemed not as interesting as "Lin Sanjiu's wrinkles" to Qingjiureu. He put his chin on the bottle and shut his mouth.

Lin Sanjiu took a breath, picked up [eBay], and quickly entered the item page.

For security reasons, most of the products did not have pictures, but as soon as she turned her eyes, she immediately found the "visa" that Ji Shanqing had mentioned - because there was really a visa hanging on this product. A virtual image of a visa to the world of "Tower of Babel".

The "Tower of Babel" visa is currently hanging at the top of the list of purchasable products, and it seems to be a hot commodity recently; when I opened it, I didn't expect that there were four transaction records.

"I have reached agency relationships with many visa officers. The types of visas are rich, the supply is stable, and the asking prices are reasonable - is there such a profession?" Lin Sanjiu murmured and continued, "...Currently I have The current stocks on the website include 'Tower of Babel', 'Red Nautilus' and 'Gentle Country'. If you are willing to trade, please click to buy directly and inform the visa type."

"Hey, they don't have Biluo Huangquan?" The gift package was immediately disappointed.

"It's not over yet," Lin Sanjiu continued, "...if you have special visa requirements, please leave me a message through eBay and I will check it for you as soon as possible. In addition, I do not accept face-to-face transactions, and eBay shipping costs are the same. To be paid by the buyer."

"Quite a thief," Qingjiuru muttered, "I'm still thinking about it. If someone cheats me and robs me, who will I cry to?"

Lin Sanjiu didn't respond, only one of his eyes kept trembling - probably leaving a message to the seller.

"Are their visas expensive?" Libao looked at the several useless visas he had on hand and felt a little heartbroken. "Why don't we put these up for sale too? It's so wasteful..."

It didn’t take long to leave the message, and Lin Sanjiu quickly opened her eyes. She said "Okay" and then replied: "The price is indeed fair. Except for the visa for the Red Nautilus, the other two D-class worlds only need one special item, and it doesn't necessarily have to be It’s for fighting.”

Having said this, she picked up a visa on the table and smiled at the gift bag: "Let me study how to display the goods."

Glancing at the visa, Lin Sanjiu had just closed her eyes this time, and her face suddenly froze: "—Huh?"

Qingjiuru and Libao raised their eyes at the same time.

Lin Sanjiu still held the plastic letter tightly and did not move. He just gradually frowned and confusion appeared on his face.

"What's wrong?" Ji Shanqing asked.

Lin Sanjiu didn't say anything, but pursed her lips - the next second, she suddenly opened her eyes, her expression was somehow wrong; she quickly glanced at the visa on the table, and then at the gift bag , his brows were furrowed tightly.

"Talk," Qingjiuru lay down next to her and knocked on the table, as if he had lost his patience because the show was delayed.

"I just saw a few words on the visa page." Lin Sanjiu hesitantly spoke, "...I don't know if I'm thinking too much..."

As she spoke, she grabbed Qingjiuru's hand and stuffed the plastic letters into it.

The page Qingjiu Liu entered was the page she left after reading it just now. After closing her eyes for more than ten seconds, Qingjiu Liu immediately opened her eyes again, and then immediately turned her attention to the gift bag.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Ji Shanqing asked with a confused look on his face.

"Um..." Qingjiuru took a breath and came closer: "The people who sell visas are from the same world as us."

Lin Sanjiu nodded, his solemn expression not relaxing at all.

"So what?"

"At the bottom of his product page, I don't know why he added a sentence." Lin Sanjiu said as calmly as possible, "...'For some reason, the visa officer I represent has never and will not open a Out of the Olympic World Visa'."

Under the candlelight, Libao blinked his big, clear and moist eyes.

The next second, he jumped up - "Ah!"

"It seems you have remembered it." Qingjiuru nodded and leaned on the back of the chair.

The red lips of the gift bag were slightly open, and even the orange candlelight could not hide the paleness of his face.

——No matter from which angle you look at it, this sentence does not seem to be addressed to buyers.

"... Si Lu and the others said that the female visa officer who approached them was killed that night after she issued an Olympic World visa and proved her identity." The gift bag murmured. , and sat down again after a while. "If this is a coincidence, then it is difficult to explain what this visa agent said."

"Whether he is really a visa agent or a visa officer who just wants to conceal his identity," Qingjiuru lit another cigarette and said softly in the lingering white mist: "... Obviously, he noticed something - in the world of meat-eating, visa officers are constantly being hunted down."

"And it seems that the prerequisite for these visa officers to be hunted down is that they have issued visas to the Olympics." Lin Sanjiu sighed and added.

As soon as she finished speaking, the three people's eyes couldn't help but focus on the table.

Under the flickering candlelight, the visa with "Olympic" written on it was lying unconsciously on the table, with a metallic shimmer on the edge.

"...I've already opened it." The voice of the gift bag sounded a bit bitter.

The hall fell silent for a few seconds, and a few candlelights dimly floated in the darkness.

"Just open it, don't worry!" Lin Sanjiu suddenly pushed the table and stood up straight. "Forget it if that guy doesn't come. If he does, don't even think about going back - it just so happens that we need to find someone to explain Luo Bao's death."

She glanced at the two of them, and her expression calmed down again: "I will give you some special items I just got. You two should remember it and you must carry it with you at all times-" said When they arrived here, Lin Sanjiu glanced at Qing Jiuliu and said, "Besides, we must not act separately tonight. Let's wait for Si Lu and the others to arrive together."

As she said that, she lined up the last three special items that she had just hastily turned into cards.

【My hand passing through your black hair】

As this lyric describes, it can provide the owner of this item with an opportunity to "pass through the enemy's black hair." Regardless of the position of the two parties or the combat situation, as long as this item is activated, it can ignore all physical principles and cause the owner's hand to appear behind the enemy's head.

Note: 1. This item will only take effect when it is clear that the enemy has natural black hair.

2. Because there are no weapons in the hands in the lyrics, you cannot hold any weapons in your hands when using this product.

3. The time limit for you to put your hand over is only 1.5 seconds, but if your surname is Luo, the time limit is extended to 2.5 seconds.

"...Carrot must be named Luo," the gift bag muttered, "that's why I left this thing behind."

【Demae Icho Beef Noodles】

Pour hot water in before eating, and a bowl of instant noodle soup will be as rich as the promotional poster. As soon as the bowl is empty, it will automatically fill up again. When you feel "tired" one day, this item will be completely useless.

"The more combat items are needed, the less likely they are not available." Qingjiuru crossed his arms and said a sarcastic remark.

A strange expression appeared on Lin Sanjiu's face, and then he pushed the third card in front of him.

[Combat Items]

What the **** is this? Well, it’s actually really hard to tell. Its function is to temporarily transform into the appearance of another special item, and it roughly has the functions of that special item - but if you say it is plagiarized, we will not admit it. Isn't it normal that we make things with similar styles due to the influence of the wisdom of our predecessors?

You don’t understand, in our world of special items, “paying homage” and “conflicting” are very normal phenomena. The reason why I have such an inconspicuous name is because I don’t want people to misunderstand me.

Note: 1. The owner of the item must clearly and comprehensively describe the details of another special item in his mind before the [combat item] can imitate it.

2. The time limit for each imitation is reduced by half based on the use time limit of the imitated item.

3. If you have imitated something once, you cannot imitate it again. You cannot just stare at a sheep plucking its wool.

4. As I said, they only have "roughly" similar functions. If you find anything different or dissatisfactory, the right to explain is not in your hands, and you will be responsible for the consequences.

"This thing..." Libao's eyes widened, "Carrot actually has such a thing in his hand?"

To be honest, each of the other nine special items is very precious - but if placed in front of this [combat item], it really is nothing. Moreover, from a certain perspective, this thing was tailor-made for Lin Sanjiu - the thick book she got from Red Nautilus contained thousands of special items!

He gave the birdcage and [My Hand Through Your Black Hair] to the gift bag, [Yugong Shanyi] was given to Qingjiu Liu, and the remaining few items were temporarily collected by Lin Sanjiu - like this As a result, no matter who appears in front of the person who hunts the visa officer, they will at least have a chance to fight.

When all the preparations that need to be made are almost done, the candle is burned out. A few people sat bored in the dark for a while. Once they calmed down, the tiredness from running around for several days came up like a wave - they had hardly rested since leaving the camping area~IndoMTL.com~ But now no one knows whether or when the killer will come, so just waiting is not an option. After some discussion, they decided to take turns to rest in the master bedroom.

Holding up the [Ability Polishing Agent] to illuminate it, Lin Sanjiu was the last one to walk into the master bedroom - the dim silver light swayed in front of her eyes with her footsteps, causing her vision to sway and intersect; furniture, houses A small side was dyed bright, and behind this little bit of light was an even deeper darkness.

Somehow this feeling made people more uneasy, so Lin Sanjiu simply put away the [Ability Polishing Agent].

"Sister, let's sleep together?" As soon as the bedroom door closed, Li Bao asked in a brisk voice in the darkness like a child going camping for the first time.

Lin Sanjiu smiled slightly and walked towards the big bed in the dark - just as she reached the edge of the bed, she paused.

As before, Libao and Qingjiuru occupied the bed on one side; however, between the two of them, there was a dark figure lying, revealing a pair of white eyes.

...It turns out that the gift package sentence is not a suggestion, but a rhetorical question.