Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1742: There is no problem in the world that money and red brick walls cannot solve…

It was like two people opening their mouths to speak at the same time, realizing that both of them were speaking, and then falling silent at the same time; Lin Sanjiu waited in shock for a few seconds, then saw that the little white box was quiet, so he sent out a message "Where are you?" - As soon as the message was sent out, Batou De's second message followed.

"What a coincidence..." Only a few seconds passed before he began to pant. It seemed that taking the time to send messages while escaping was already exhausting for him. "I'm going to run to you as soon as possible, but I don't know if I can get away from-"

Before he finished speaking, the message was suddenly cut off.

"It's over, he won't be dead, right?" After hearing the message, the dirty braid turned around in panic and muttered: "I thought that the mutation of ordinary people was caused by Badou De himself. Now it seems that it is far from that simple... Even if he is not dead now, if something happens on the way here, what will we do? Will we be imprisoned until we starve to death?"

Lin Sanjiu said nothing. She waited for a while, but no more messages came from Badou De.

The situation is far more serious than she thought; not to mention whether Batou De is still alive and whether he can arrive before he is killed, so what if he arrives? As soon as he stops, he is likely to be caught up by the pursuers behind him - maybe in the end, she can only watch Batou De being killed in front of her, still trapped and unable to move.

At this moment, she must act under the premise that "Ba Toude is coming"; but she must not place all her hopes on Badou De and wait helplessly for him to rescue her.

"Fortunately, he knows the location of your vigil," Lin Sanjiu thought for a moment, squatted down, turned on the flashlight, and carefully explored the floor tiles.

"It was he and Beard who put me here. What are you doing?"

"You should also take a look," Lin Sanjiu ordered, "I was once trapped by someone using space objects...Although I don't know much about space objects, according to my experience, the objects and their The resulting dimensional space should be inseparable and connected. It stands there like a door, and we actually stepped through that door unintentionally."

Dreadlocks digested the news for a while and finally understood. "No way? In other words, that person left such a valuable item in the same place? Then if we find it, it will..."

Of course, even if the items are left where they are, they are still in the real world that is beyond their reach at this time, but Lin Sanjiu did not say this out loud - the dreadlocks were full of motivation at this time, like a drug-detecting dog, They all started to look, smell, and feel around on the ground.

"There must be a connection between the corridor we are on and the real world," she said, glancing over the floor tiles and the black soil between the bricks. "The connection should be the same." Where the object is. It’s just that when we look from the inside out, we may not be able to see the object itself."

"Then how to find it?" Dreadlock asked. "I looked and saw that there were bricks, soil, ash and debris on both sides, as well as a little weeds. I couldn't tell where the connection was."

"Keep looking, there must be traces that we don't know about yet."

As Lin Sanjiu spoke, the bright flashlight in his hand shone on the overturned chair and slowly swept it over. She didn't find anything either; but she couldn't show her anxiety - she was now the pressure stone holding them back.

This part of the city road was paved with several large, crooked square bricks; not only were the bricks misaligned, exposing winding black seams of soil, but the bricks themselves had also suffered a lot of impact and wear, and were gray and cracked everywhere.

But no matter how she looked or how many times she looked, there was nothing nearby that theoretically should not exist; everything was the most ordinary appearance in the streets of Fanjia City.

"Such a valuable thing can be put down and left without fear of being taken away. It shows that the person who set the trap is really not short of money at all." The dreadlocks were indeed affected by her attitude, and he calmed down a little and said: "If the person who set the trap has something to do with the mutation of ordinary people, his wallet must be too deep. How much does it cost to have so many kinds of rare effects... What are you looking at me for?"

Sometimes the most obvious and simple facts will cause people to turn a blind eye and ignore the past - Lin Sanjiu looked at him blankly for a few seconds, then suddenly stretched out his arms, slapped the dreadlocked shoulder hard, and said: " You are right, you are so smart!"

"...Are you mocking me?" the dreadlocks said anxiously.

"The person behind the mutation should not be Batou De as expected." Lin Sanjiu ignored him and while looking at the floor and walls again, said: "The reason is just as you said, it is very simple. He He couldn't afford it at all. He even spent a lot of effort to get the money to hire people to patrol."

When they first met on spaceship No. 26, Batou De was even willing to help her deceive the spacecraft pilot in order to make a little money. At that time, everyone was a stranger with no relationship. If they were not really short of money, they would Badou De will never take the initiative to cause trouble for himself.

Where can a person with such limited resources and a resident who rarely leaves the Twelve Realms find "so many kinds of rare effects"?

Dreadlock thought for a while. "If you think about it from this perspective... yes, Batou De does not have much money. It's strange. If mutation has nothing to do with him, then why does he always do some suspicious things?"

On this point, I am afraid I can only ask Batou De himself.

If he could arrive alive and let them out alive.

Lin Sanjiu suppressed the anxiety that resurfaced in her heart; she didn’t know this was the first time, but she found nothing on the floor tiles, walls and ceiling.

In fact, even if the item is found, it is still unknown whether Batou De can successfully put it away after he arrives - isn't Peng Ping still trapped in the cup on her spaceship?

"No matter what, let's find it first." Dreadlock is more interested in the item itself than escaping. He probably feels that no matter who is behind the scenes or who is in conflict with whom, a little person like him can't. will bear the brunt. "If we find it, we can at least try when Batou De comes. If we can't find it, we can only watch him be killed."

"These floor tiles remind me of the red brick walls under the smog layer," Lin Sanjiu sighed, flashlight swept the floor again, and briefly explained: "The cracks on those red brick walls , forming humanoid shapes with different postures. After looking at them for a long time, people will gradually make the same movements as them... Although I was lucky enough to escape, I still don’t understand what they are about."

Dreadlock's mouth opened into an O shape. "No way? Have you ever been under the smog layer?"

"Yes...I was quite frightened in the haze layer. Now looking at these cracks, I can't help but find the shape of the human face and human body in the lines." Lin Sanjiu pointed a few steps The brick in the distance said: "The crack over there is just a diagonal line at first glance, but if you look at it along with the crack on the next brick, doesn't it look like an eye?"

"Yes, it just made a round hole, like an eyeball." Dangzi looked at it for a few seconds, and seemed to feel that something was wrong with Lin Sanjiu's expression - "What's wrong with you? What did you find?"

Lin Sanjiu focused her flashlight on the "human eyes" and slowly moved towards the floor tiles in front of her toes.

"I think," she could feel the excitement in her voice trembling slightly when she spoke. "I seem to have found a connecting point."

A few steps away, the lines of two bricks together formed a "human eye" tilted 45 degrees; and on the floor tile at her feet, there happened to be half of a "human eye" - cracks The angle, length, and position are all exactly the same as the upper half of a human eye a few steps away; only the lower half with the eyeball disappeared, replaced by a completely unfamiliar floor tile.

"I understand," she murmured, "I know the technique for this object."

"Wha, what?" Dreadlocks still didn't understand.

This section of the city road in the real world can actually be divided into three sections A-B-C: the chair with the dreadlocks is A, which is in the real world, which is the starting point; the place where the trap is set up is B, the middle point; After crossing point B, C is the city road space created by the item.

"The space it creates looks exactly the same as the original real city road, so we will walk in without any suspicion, right?" Lin Sanjiu quickly explained, "In other words, this item replicates A section of the real city road. Which section does it copy? Naturally, it is the section from B to C. ~IndoMTL.com~ The dreadlocks blinked a few times. "Then what? ”

"Then, it needs to connect the copied city road space to the end of the city road A-B. In this way, what result will you get?" Lin Sanjiu said excitedly asked.

Dreadlocks was stunned for a while, looked at the floor again, and finally came to his senses. "I know!"

The paragraph A-B remains unchanged, and if B-C is added at the end, it becomes A-B-B-C.

"Point B appeared twice!" He stretched his neck and stared closely at the "human eye" a few steps away, and said: "The upper half of the eye was repeated twice, indicating that its location is The first point B is where the 'door' is, right?"

Looking out from inside the space, there is nothing on the floor.

"It's amazing. It's really a good thing. When I walked there, I didn't feel anything wrong under my feet at all..."

While Dreadlocks was mumbling to himself, Lin Sanjiu had already taken out her little white box again.

"Batou De," she stared at the "human eye" and said to the little white box, "if you can hear it, please hold on no matter what. As long as you can get to me, I will There is a way to get rid of you and let the person who is chasing you fall into my hands."

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