Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1879: People who switch modes

It’s not that Lin Sanjiu didn’t know that her attitude and tone towards the puppet master were indeed different.

In her eyes, he always looked bleak, cold and gloomy, and the only vitality in his body came from the glitter in the corners of his eyes. How does he look like a living person like this? Wherever he lay down with his eyes closed, it would become a cemetery.

However, the words and phrases formed by human voices seem to be filled with human life. Lin Sanjiu felt that even if she had nothing to say and just talked nonsense, as long as she talked enough, she could rub out some vitality on his pale and even blue skin with her words - of course. The person who was hard rubbed probably wouldn't be very happy.

The question is, why does this person lose his temper regardless of the occasion?

She simply didn't know which one to scold first - the puppet master or the copy?

She has a good reason for being dissatisfied with the puppet master: Is this the time for mischief in the dungeon? What if I happen to be beaten into the arms of the "Lin Sanjiu" doll? Yes, a brief contact will not be replaced by a doll, but we can't always be so generous with her life.

It’s just that compared to the dungeon, the puppet master’s not too heavy blow just now was really nothing: because at the moment she was knocked straight out, it was dark inside the dollhouse. .

She lost her eyesight. Although she had curled up and regained her center of gravity in mid-air, and could have landed lightly and neatly, she still slapped herself onto the coffee table like a fish——Mainly All means of detection and sensing were cut off by the copy. When she was about to land, she tripped over the footstool on the ground.

But the most important issue, Lin Sanjiu realized before he landed: all the copy did was turn off the lights once. Even if he did nothing, the authenticity of his two identities would change again with the darkness. Became suspicious.

The kitchen door was directly facing the coffee table in the living room, and the sofa had been kicked away long ago. She got up from the coffee table, groped around, and found her long stick nearby. She was beaten back to the living room again. In the darkness, she didn't know if the two dolls were nearby. It wasn't until she got the long stick that she felt a little more at ease.

When Lin Sanjiu finally walked to the kitchen sweeping the stick again, the lights came on again.

This time, none of the dolls were anywhere to be seen.

The purpose of the dollhouse copy is too obvious, just to make them suspicious of each other; but this cannot be regarded as evidence that the other party is a real person.

"You really don't want to switch to another mode?"

Lin Sanjiu's thoughts turned to the dollhouse, but unexpectedly the boy spoke. "More than half of the time has passed. If any one of you shouts that you want to change the mode, you can immediately change from 'live and die together' to 'life or death', right?"

So that's it...

When the dolls are most needed to prove one's identity, the two dolls are as if they have never existed; this should be because when people are always under the pressure of "not knowing whether their companions are alive", time still remains. As time goes by, there will inevitably come a time when I can no longer hold on and decide to change modes.

The copy didn’t know that the person coming in this time was different.

From another perspective, this may be good news: in the "life or death" mode, the copy can only obtain one doll; but the dollhouse is still so eager for them to choose the "life or death" mode, probably because, if They chose to "live and die together", so the possibility of getting out together smoothly is not small, right?

While thinking about how to prove her identity, Lin Sanjiu pushed open the double doors of the kitchen.

"...Oh, is it you?"

The puppet master still standing behind the kitchen island seemed like a narrow black abyss split in the snow-white light. He sneered and said what she had just said gloomily: "After all, the lights went out just now. It's possible that Lin Sanjiu's doll teleported back, right?"

If he didn't know it was impossible, Lin Sanjiu would have suspected that he had negotiated with the dungeon to torment him. "Stop raising your hands," she said quickly, "Do you think the doll can talk?"

Actually, the puppet master in front of her might not be real, but she thought it was better not to say anything and observe first.

"The dungeon told you that the doll can't talk?" The puppet master's eyes flashed with glitter, "You and the dungeon are friends who just graduated from the toilet. Are you on good terms? If you didn't speak before, couldn't it be to mislead you?"

...If this were a doll, its mouth would look like the real one.

"Don't lose your temper. More than half of our time has passed," Lin Sanjiu was really worried. "You can't be careful even if you are strong. Have you never heard of a boat capsizing in the gutter?"

"More than that, I'm just looking at a gutter."

Lin Sanjiu decided not to get into trouble with him; the key to dealing with the puppet master was to pretend that he didn't hear anything he said.

"To prove my identity, I'll call a card out," she thought for a while and suggested: "You can also bring a prop, someone I know. Wouldn't that be enough?"

The puppet master rolled his eyelids slightly, but finally said nothing, so he accepted this method by default.

At this moment, as if he couldn't hold it back, the copy boy suddenly let out a low sound that seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, and he quickly covered it up.

What does it mean?

Lin Sanjiu felt hairy all over her body; the two looked at each other.

"Get something," the puppeteer frowned and raised his hand.

At the same time that Lin Sanjiu's card emerged from her palm, her eyes suddenly went dark; she even only saw the puppet master's fingers touching the chain on the other hand.

"It's so shameless," Lin Sanjiu cursed in a low voice, "But you can still stay in the dark until the dungeon is over? You have to turn on the light. Let's wait until the light is on before confirming, isn't it the same?"

The puppeteer snorted coldly; but the replica boy made no sound at all.

Lin Sanjiu groped his way to the wall, leaned his back against the wall again, and swung the long stick around him.

After meeting the puppet master, she felt a lot more at ease even though she still didn’t know whether he was the real master. Once her heart was at ease, her mind became more alert, and she would sweep her head from time to time to prevent the doll from falling from the ceiling. Climb up and down.

Even if a doll comes in the dark, it will still be beaten away. All she had to do was wait patiently until the lights came on and confirm the identity of the puppeteer - no matter how much the puppeteer across the street sounded like her, she would never let go of the rabbit before she saw it.

The lights suddenly came on.

Lin Sanjiu's eyes were a little blurred by the glare, but she could still see clearly. There was a familiar-looking soft gray cloth in the puppet master's hand. Only then did her heart fall back into her stomach, and she flashed her palms at him, feeling that she had truly smiled for the first time since entering the Palace of Bewilderment. "It's really you."

It is true that most people cannot grow that mouth, she added in her heart.

The puppet master looked cold and refused to look at her, as if the sound in the kitchen just now was just the chirping of crickets.

Lin Sanjiu wanted to talk to him again.

"Don't come close to me." The puppet master glanced at her and warned: "Don't touch me until the last moment. It's best not to speak."

The last sentence went in one ear and out the other. Lin Sanjiu thought for a while and retorted: "But we still need to walk to the wall of the living room together. If we light and darken a few times in the middle -" She promptly put "You are The sentence "What should I do if I am replaced?" was changed to: "What should I do if I am replaced?"

A trace of annoyance flashed across half of the puppet master's face.

"Are you holding the stick in your hand to pretend to be a disabled person?" He raised his chin towards Lin Sanjiu and said, "One person can hold it on each side and walk."

"Are you really not going to change the mode? There are only more than two minutes left." The copy boy interrupted abruptly, "When you go out hand in hand, if you pull a doll, you will all be left behind. Ah. Now you are not completely sure that the person facing you is a real person, right? As long as you change the mode, you can save your life right away..."

As the puppeteer listened, he suddenly slowly and gently smiled half a smile.

Lin Sanjiu already knew his personality and habits quite well. Without looking down, he knew that his fingers were probably trembling slightly due to slow varicose veins. She quickly handed the long stick over and said, "Don't be angry, let's go. I think in the last moment, it's best for us to walk through the inside of the dungeon and look for the two dolls."

For the copy boy, it may be because they have found each other, so they are in a hurry to patch it up; it may also be because she found a doll, and she said this deliberately to make her relax her vigilance.

If you think in this direction, it will be layer by layer; she feels that it is time to take some action.

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Lin Sanjiu's voice was like sandpaper. She would wear a thin layer of his skin with just one word.

"It's you after all"——While walking on the road, a sewer suddenly opens its lid and greets you in a familiar voice, "Have you eaten today?" This is the effect.

To be honest, the puppeteer was a little disappointed when he saw that she did have a card in her hand; was it really her? What if there was still a possibility that it was a doll?

"Let's wait until the light comes on to confirm, isn't it the same?" Those few sentences were too long, and what was being polished was not his skin, but his nerve endings. When the lights came on, he almost breathed a sigh of relief: he had verified his identity with an object, and at least he no longer had to listen to her open and close her mouth endlessly.

It would be okay if he just talked. He couldn't stand those amber eyes the most. The brighter and clearer it became, the more it sometimes made him want to dig out those eyes and stain them with blood so that they would never fall on him again.

The puppet master actually knew very well why he couldn't stand Lin Sanjiu.

As the two walked out, the lights in the dollhouse went out again. In the darkness, he gently held one end of the stick and quietly followed her out of the kitchen and into the living room.

When the lights were on, Lin Sanjiu's back was in front of him, with his arms facing back, clutching a long stick; not to mention when the lights were off. No one can see him.

The vision is constantly disturbed, the detection means disappear, the terrain of the dungeon is very large, and they are running out of time. It is unrealistic to visit every inch of the place. The two tried their best to go around the living room and look at the rooms one by one. They also discovered a dining room and a bedroom that had not been discovered before. The first bedroom where the puppet master was placed was only considered a small one compared to the latter. It's a second bedroom.

Everywhere was empty, as if his other self had completely melted away since he met Lin Sanjiu.

Behind the sofa in the living room is a large open space. Because the house was too big, no amount of furniture could accommodate it. After the two decided to return to the entrance, Lin Sanjiu walked half a circle in the open space and continued to hold the long stick to guide him forward.

I can't see another "Lin Sanjiu" doll, so naturally I can't confirm that the one in front is definitely me.

The puppet master thought of several confirmation methods in his mind, but in the end he did not take action - it seems that the chance of it being him is higher than the chance of not being him.

"The dungeon will end in less than a minute," the dungeon boy said. "Are you so sure that the person next to you must be a real person?"

It’s hard to tell from the tone what the copy’s intentions are. The doll can be put away by the dungeon at any time. When entering the dungeon, the two of them have already met once, so it is not difficult to drive a wedge between the two.

However, what the copy has done so far is to let the dolls approach them again and again... If "approaching" is only a superficial method, is it actually hiding something else?

When they stood still in front of the living room wall, the puppeteer turned around and looked around - the lights went dark.

Did he miss something?

Lin Sanjiu suddenly became quiet and did not ask for physical contact with him. Was it because of this that he felt something was wrong?

"Ten," in the darkness, the copy boy began to count down, neither joy nor disappointment could be heard.

"Wait, wait a minute," Lin Sanjiu, who was not far away, suddenly spoke with a trembling voice. The boy in the copy turned a deaf ear and continued to count down; in the boy's countdown, her voice seemed to contain almost desperate panic and choking, soft and urgent.

"...I, I want to switch to the 'life or death' mode."

The puppet master suddenly understood. ~IndoMTL.com~ I also didn’t expect that after finally resolving the story line problem, this chapter would be so long. It took two days to write in one day, and it was not released until after four o’clock. I guess you are all asleep, right?

* It’s no lie that the puppet master is the most popular recently. He used to get dozens of comments every day, but now he gets hundreds of comments every day. Standing outside and scanning from a distance, there are basically two voices: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo~ bull awaits for this to happen. and "Hahahaha". If an uninformed person saw this, they would think it was a large mental hospital (no).

*Speaking of which, after Milady posted it, I received a private message from an enthusiastic player, saying that my setting was wrong (in fact, the author cannot change the background setting of such a large project casually), and advised me to learn more about it. Understanding Western society... I struggled for a while with which one I should defend first, and simply deleted the private message.

(End of this chapter)

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