Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1877: Are you hungry

The inside of the replica doll's house is much larger than it looks from the outside. It is even a bit unreasonable for a residence - for example, when the lights turn on, the puppeteer finds himself standing on a foot-long The kitchen is half the size of the living room.

Considering the impact of switching between light and dark on vision, the reason why the room is so large may be to create as many blind spots as possible.

He was standing next to the kitchen island at the moment, with a row of pots of various sizes hanging above his head, and six stoves in front of him; he looked down at the various kitchen utensils and dishes, and felt a rare sense of confusion.

... Prepare so many objects just for a mouth?

This time the light lasted only for a short time. Just when I could barely see my surroundings clearly, my eyes became dark again.

As soon as it gets dark, all detection methods will fail, and even the self-provided light source will not light up.

When he thought about seeing that face next to him again after the lights turned on, the puppeteer couldn't help but bend down and press his hands tightly on the cold marble table. He almost used up all his strength to stop. He suppressed his desire to vomit.

Don’t light up——

The light is on.

The kitchen was still empty, with no sign of the puppeteer's doll.

He took a low breath, wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, and still leaned on the edge of the stage. After thinking about it, the puppet master reached out his hand without raising his head, pulled a pot from above, and turned it towards the back of his head; a vague black shadow suddenly appeared on the bottom of the silver stainless steel pot.

The puppet master doll is standing upside down with its feet glued to the ceiling, and its head is hanging above his back.

He smiled without a smile.

"Do you want to stay with me so much?" he asked softly. "Then don't leave."

With every word that came out of his mouth, the doll on the ceiling seemed to grow shorter. It was as if there was an invisible force that was pressing down on the puppet master's doll, flattening it bit by bit like a bug and pressing it into the ceiling. The doll struggled hard for a few times, and the spine in its body quickly began to crack. The sound of the joints breaking sounded muffled and dull because it was wrapped in flesh and blood.

When he saw that the doll was about to be pressed alive into a stain on the ceiling, the doll house suddenly turned dark.

The puppeteer was not surprised at all.

In the dollhouse dungeon, the switching between light and dark turns out to be regular: whatever is beneficial to the dolls in the dungeon, the lights will come on - if you can't escape from the constraints of his power, you can just teleport away after darkening.

*

After finding herself back in the living room, Lin Sanjiu pressed her back against the wall and moved around like a crab. Her eyes were uncomfortable with the flash of light. For a moment, she simply closed her eyes tightly and swept the long stick in front of her as she walked - if she carried a sign saying "Iron mouth cuts straight", it would be standard. Blind fortune teller.

Fortunately no one saw this scene.

She didn't dare to rest her eyes for too long; when she felt the light turn on and opened her eyes again, she found that she hadn't gone far at all, not even to the center of the living room - maybe it was because of the different rooms in the dollhouse. They are all too big.

When Lin Sanjiu quickly began to look around for traces of the doll, she felt a shadow move in her peripheral vision and immediately turned her head away.

From in front of the sofa in the living room, a figure wrapped in jet black leather slowly climbed up.

Lin Sanjiu felt her heart suddenly swell, but as soon as a greeting came up her throat, she swallowed it back immediately.

There is no other reason: it only takes one glance to tell that the other person is not the puppet master at all.

That face was clearly that of a puppeteer. Half of it was as cold as ice that would never melt, and the other half was slightly frowning, but it was resting crookedly on his shoulders at the moment. The neck belonging to the puppet master was obviously compressed by external forces, and the neck bones were broken. It was wrapped in pale and bloodless skin, like gravel in a broken bag.

Lin Sanjiu knew very well that this doll must have been beaten into this shape by the puppet master. This meant that he was fine, and she should feel relieved after seeing it; but she couldn't help but tremble slightly, almost wanting to slide to the ground.

Before this moment, she had never thought about what the puppet master's body would look like, until she saw the doll standing up.

A puppet master who wholeheartedly only wants revenge from Gong Daichi... How far away is he from this appearance?

This time the light stayed on for a long time. The puppeteer doll turned its neck in front of her and returned to its original shape. The light was still on. Taking advantage of the light, Lin Sanjiu quickly glanced around again, and suddenly her whole body The hairs on my hair stood on end.

...The "Lin Sanjiu" doll is also in the living room.

No wonder I didn't see it no matter how hard I looked for it, it turned out that the doll was lying flat under the sofa; half of its vague face was submerged in the shadow, waiting for Lin Sanjiu to unknowingly approach the sofa.

She immediately looked away, pretending not to notice.

As long as the doll thinks she hasn't discovered her yet, she won't teleport the next time it's dark and will still ambush her where she is - at least, she can give herself a chance to not be attacked in the dark.

At this moment, the lights were on, and the doll couldn't teleport. She didn't move anywhere, and the "Lin Sanjiu" doll naturally couldn't move by imitating her; so for a moment, Lin Sanjiu had a rare moment of safety—— Even though I was alone in the living room with two children, it was so nerve-wracking that I could barely breathe.

The puppet master doll suddenly took a step forward; Lin Sanjiu was startled and stared at him.

Just when the puppet master doll raised its arms, as if pulling away some invisible thing in the air, the doll house suddenly became dark again, submerging and shrouding everything.

The switching between light and dark in this dollhouse is clearly to provide an advantage to the replica doll, right?

Lin Sanjiu cursed inwardly and stood in the darkness, replaying the last scene he just saw over and over in his mind.

Obviously, the puppet master doll was imitating the puppet master's movements just now... Was he opening the door? The puppeteer is in a room somewhere?

She recalled the thin, long, bloodless hand, which was raised to a height roughly below her chest...

No, what he pulled open was not the door handle.

Given the height of the puppeteer, the doorknob is much lower than his chest; what’s more, the doorknobs in the dollhouse copy are all round and need to be “held” when opening the door. But just now, the hand of the puppet master's doll was standing sideways, with the palm facing Lin Sanjiu, and only four fingers were hooked on something invisible...

What did he pull away?

If the light had stayed on for just a second or two, she wouldn't have had to stand in the darkness and make foolish guesses; Lin Sanjiu frowned tightly, and her thoughts swept away from everything that might exist in the house. ~IndoMTL.com~ What needs the puppeteer to pull it apart at that height and in that way?

Before she could come up with a result, the bright light pierced into her eyes. Lin Sanjiu squinted and found that the puppet master doll in front of the sofa had indeed moved.

He had obviously teleported in the dark just now, but he was limited to walking up to three meters at a time, so he was still in the living room; in the direction that the doll was facing at the moment, there was a metal double door standing in the distance. , I don’t know where it leads to, it looks a bit like the door of the kitchen in the restaurant - wait, kitchen?

Is that the kitchen?

Could it be the refrigerator door that the puppeteer opened just now?

Lin Sanjiu had just had this idea arise, and before she had time to verify it, she subconsciously turned her eyes and was immediately struck by another discovery that gripped her heart coldly.

...The "Lin Sanjiu" doll under the sofa disappeared.

I'm exhausted today. I only slept four hours yesterday and ran out for a long time. When I came back to write a new chapter, I couldn't keep up with the story line. I felt like this chapter was mine. I strangled my neck and barely managed to stick to the story line. I don’t know if it looks good or not. Anyway, the goods are sold and cannot be returned or exchanged... (Daily updates and high quality are hard to have at the same time)

Speaking of which, I took another look at Milady today (my mother is worried about the newborn daughter) and found that although I am not as popular as other authors, I can be regarded as one of the most respected authors by readers. Please support me. This is called neat and enthusiastic! How can I repay you?

In fact, I personally feel that my skill level when writing Miledy was better than when I was writing about the end of the world (after all, I started writing the end of the world when I didn’t understand anything. I must have improved after so many years. ), I wonder if you feel the same way...

(End of this chapter)