Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1229: eBay User Group
There was a sentence that sounded harsh, but Lin Sanjiu couldn't get it out of his mind.
...Having the former guard follow you is like having a good dog.
The "reconstructive surgery" was finally completed a few hours ago; next, the puppet master was left to rest alone in the room and regain consciousness. Not long after a few people came back, four or five so-called "surgeons" wearing surgical suits, who were actually NPCs, all entered his ward and locked the door behind them. Lin Sanjiu and others waited outside the door, and a round of lava game was played as soon as they waited - if she hadn't bought two rounds of wards in advance, he might have been thrown out halfway through the operation.
In this process, the former guard gradually upgraded from serving tea and water and running errands to help several people: guarding the door for the puppet master in the recovery process, or going out to inquire about information, or even She also washed five or six pairs of socks for Bohemia - now they were hanging on the door of her room like a row of colorful flags - although to be honest, Lin Sanjiu couldn't remember when she wore socks at all. And serious shoes.
As long as Lin Sanjiu could occasionally give him some points, he seemed willing to be a piece of shit.
Of course, she always kept one eye secretly observing him; but she had to admit that there was really nothing suspicious about the former guard.
...until the moment the door closed behind Yajiang, the former guard immediately jumped up from the floor and rushed to Lin Sanjiu's side.
"What are you doing?" She asked with a frown as she sat on the hospital bed and was about to start some meditation exercises to restore her consciousness.
"I have something to say," he lowered his eyelids and hesitated a little: "It's all about my feelings and so on. Maybe you will find it unreasonable..."
"Say it."
"Well...I think," the former guard glanced at the door, "when he goes out, you should guard the door of the puppet master's room...or, or you can let me go. , but my fighting ability is not good, and I don’t have any special items..."
Lin Sanjiu was stunned for two seconds before she realized that the "person going out" meant Yajiang. "What do you mean?" she asked.
The former guard bit his lips tightly, and after a while, he said as if squeezing out toothpaste: "I... think something is wrong with him. I'm a little, um, I'm a little afraid of him. I don't know how he would normally be alone. What are you doing... But isn’t the puppet master awake yet? Although outsiders can’t enter, I think it’s right to be careful..."
That slender ant-like Yajiang? Scary?
She looked the former guard up and down. "Why do you say that?"
"I have no evidence, it's just my perception of people." The former guard said hesitantly, "I have always been an insignificant little character. It feels like because I am born inconspicuous, many people don't care about me. When they are... in front of me, they don't even think of covering up or modifying their behavior. Ah, so I know you are a reliable person, because your attitude towards me and others is the same... In short, I will I feel that he behaves differently when he is with you."
To be honest, Lin Sanjiu was very fed up.
Before Wei Xing died, he said that there was something wrong with the previous guard; she spent a lot of energy observing him, but found nothing. Now the former guard said that there was something wrong with Yajiang - as if she could not be completely at ease as long as there were people around her, and she had to be alone. Only then did he dare to breathe a sigh of relief. Regardless of whether they are sincere or not, everyone in this place seems to be always speculating on others and always pretending to hide themselves.
"I understand." She only gave these four lukewarm words.
The former guard stood beside the hospital bed for a few seconds, hesitating to speak, but returned to his mattress without saying anything.
Although he had repeatedly warned himself not to fall into that kind of mentality and not to doubt his friends, after returning to Yajiang, Lin Sanjiu found that she could not help but quietly start to pay attention to him. Indeed, she and Yajiang had not known each other for a long time, and they were more like companions who occasionally walked together for a while; but from her point of view, Yajiang's attitude towards her was the same as before, and it was not like he wanted to take advantage of her, nor was he like Holding back his strength to harm her. Who knows? Maybe Yaojiang is just a bit snobbish and doesn't have a good look towards unimportant people - it's not a big deal.
She decided to put this matter into the "See before talking" folder in her mind.
Once you have points and a goal, the period of waiting for the puppet master to wake up becomes much easier; apart from being wary of whether there are any evolvers approaching, it is like retiring - almost to the outside world. In the evening, several people were busy working for a while, and moved the medical cabinet to the bedside to serve as a table, preparing to sit down and have a good dinner together.
"That old man is really pitiful,"
In the midst of the storm, Bohemia suddenly took the time to look up from her bowl and said, "Didn't I go out for a walk in the afternoon, and I saw him nearby again."
Lin Sanjiu didn't want to ask, but she didn't stop: "... Holding his sister's head, he walked along the corner in despair. He looked like that, and he really didn't want to get close to him. Oh, the recovery ointment is also No more, I don’t know who scratched two **** wounds on my face... When I see someone, I ask if I can give him some extra recovery ointment."
"He hasn't given up yet?" Lin Sanjiu just wanted to sigh.
Bohemia fiddled with her beef sausage a few times, but stopped putting it in her mouth. "No...that head seems to be starting to smell a little bit."
"Don't get close to him next time," Yajiang interjected, "God knows how he returned to his original state. If there is any hidden method, it will be too dangerous to get close."
Bohemian's mind seemed to be elsewhere, and he just nodded after hearing this.
Lin Sanjiu wanted to change the subject, added some water to several people's cups, and asked, "Do you know of any way to open the puppet master's ward door?"
"What are you going to do!" Bohemia turned her head, and the topic about Shi Ming was immediately forgotten: "Don't do this kind of thing less. After he comes out, you can tell He, we saved him - now you do this kind of thing, what if you are discovered!"
"I want to see how he is recovering," Lin Sanjiu said in a good voice, "Those NPC surgeons didn't say they couldn't go in. Besides, if we can find a suitable one from him, Special items, then while waiting for him to wake up, we can draw a lottery and complete the carousel."
"I'm fine, I can wait," Bohemia's face turned pale, "Stop talking, you are suicidal."
Okay. When Lin Sanjiu was about to lower her head to eat, she heard her mumble again: "...If he really had a tool to enhance his luck, would he still be able to meet you?"
Although it is very reluctant to admit it, this sentence seems to have some truth. Just looking at the unlucky appearance of the puppet master, she felt that she couldn't place all her hopes on him - fortunately, besides him, she had other backup methods.
After dinner, she went to Bohemia's ward alone; only here could she close her eyes for a while and focus on what she should do.
The situation of Fifty-Ming seems to have cast a shadow on Bohemia's heart, and it has never left. After the two sat down for a while, she sighed again and mentioned the old man - this was really not a Bohemian style.
"I have always thought that fate can really joke," she whispered, "God allowed him to recover from that miserable state and save his life, only to wake up and find that he had lost his It's as important as his life. If you ask me, I'm afraid he feels that he might as well be dead now...Eh? What are you doing?"
Lin Sanjiu showed [eBay] to her.
"I relied on it to escape from the lab last time," she explained. "This time we can also look on [eBay] to see if there are any luck-enhancing props that we can buy."
It wasn’t until she held [eBay] in her hand and closed her eyes that she heard Bohemia say in a disbelieving voice: “Yes, you have already contacted Gong Daichi... We There are too many things to hide from the puppet master."
After the room was quiet for a while, Lin Sanjiu suddenly opened her eyes again - she had just read the first page of the list of items for sale on eBay.
She unconsciously turned the special plastic piece-like object between her fingers a few times, and asked with a bit of confusion: "You just said..."
"Hide the puppet master's story——"
"No, you just said, fate really knows how to joke?"
Bohemia nodded blankly.
Lin Sanjiu felt like she was sitting in a dark cinema and felt someone kicking her chair from behind. Some kind of indescribable feeling was just at the edge of her consciousness ~IndoMTL.com~ trying to tell her something; the more she tried to catch it, the farther away the feeling became.
While she was fighting with her erratic intuition, someone knocked on the iron door. As soon as the door opened, the former guard ducked in, panting and saying: "Please, let me sit here, don't let me be alone with him. Really, I can't even breathe..."
"Who is it?" Bohemia looked like she had heard a lie: "Crow River? Can you not breathe?"
The former guard nodded and turned his gaze to the [eBay] in Lin Sanjiu's hand. "Eh?" He was stunned, "You have one too?"
Who else?
Lin Sanjiu glanced at [eBay] and locked his eyes on the former guard's face. Her body seemed to have reacted first, a layer of sweat was forming on her palms, and her throat was dry and tight. Under her weighty gaze, the former guard stammered: "That...I When I was in the ward just now, I closed my eyes and meditated because I didn't want to talk to him anymore... Then I heard something beeping on Yajiang's body, and I took a look through the slit of my eyelids... Just in time. I saw him take out this thing." Doomsday Paradise