Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1896: 0 Jun 1 hair

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"What's wrong with you?"

The Killing Hotel seemed to notice Lin Sanjiu's absent-mindedness and turned around to ask.

They just took advantage of the fact that the Expanded Giant had not yet freed up its hand, and sneaked into the dungeons that dispersed in twos and threes. They followed the crowd and walked out. After a while, they had left Youhu Park far away. behind. If you turn your head and look at it at this time, you will only see a small palm-sized forest on the horizon, as if someone wanted to draw a park on the earthy yellow canvas and stopped painting after just one corner.

"Is it because you haven't found any friends?" Killing Hotel said, "Go out and make another one."

Lin Sanjiu shook her head. She simply didn’t know where to start in order to make a copy realize what friends and partners meant to her - that was probably an impossible task. Even if the replica creature still retains some of its humanity, the replica itself is extremely difficult to empathize with humans.

She is like a ghost now, her feet never touch the ground every step she takes, and she is trapped in someone's dream, and she cannot get out no matter how hard she pounces.

She obviously fell with him, and she obviously followed the clues to find him. Why can't she find the person who she should be able to find?

This line is broken. In the vast world, where should she go next?

"No...I'm not thinking about him." Lin Sanjiu whispered, "I'm very troubled now..."

Even if the puppet master is removed, her troubles and worries are gradually growing. "When we walked out of the crowd just now...I saw another familiar person."

"Who is it?"

"I don't know."

Lin Sanjiu said in a daze: "That person's shadow flashed past the corner of my eye. When I looked back, I found that there was no one nearby who had just left, but I didn't recognize anyone walking beside me. copy."

This was already the second time; in her mind, she listed all the copies she had met one by one, and compared them with the shadows in her peripheral vision, they all seemed different.

"Maybe it's the copy you participated in in the Karma Museum?" Killing Hotel said, "Only the copy of the Karma Museum exists in this space. I don't know about other apocalyptic worlds, and I haven't seen them. Sometimes I even Doubt whether there really are other worlds."

...To have this kind of illusion is so luxurious that it makes people jealous.

"Of course there is." After sighing for a moment or two, Lin Sanjiu finally found a glimmer of light in the vast world and said, "We may soon no longer have to run around and die in various apocalyptic worlds."

Killing Hotel didn’t seem to care much about human teleportation, and she didn’t mention the vaccine. She continued: “There are only three dungeons I have participated in in the Karma Museum. Meeting an old friend in a foreign land, Lucky Wanderer Lottery Point , The Grand Palace of Confusion. Even the simulation copy I participated in in the Grand Palace of Confusion, I have thought about it, and it doesn’t feel like..."

The Killing Inn shrugged. "No matter who it is, or whether you are overly concerned, at least one thing is that that person has definitely not followed up now."

This is probably true.

After walking along the dungeons for a while, the two of them saw that they were far enough away from Youhu Park, so they turned in the west direction - because the Killing Hotel said, "There is a place to the west where there is no one, because it corresponds to There happens to be no copy in the land of the Karma Museum.”

Sure enough, as he said, the farther west the traces of the copy became sparser, and no one was seen for a while. At this moment, there was only an empty flat terrain in the front, back, left and right, stretching far away and undisturbed by any footsteps.

Lin Sanjiu nodded. After a few seconds, a thought broke through her heavy melancholy and emerged clearly.

"You mean...this space corresponds to the Karma Museum? There is no copy space there, and there is none here?" When Killing Hotel responded with a yes, she became even more confused: "But you are not here? Can I move around freely?"

"We can only go where there are copies."

The Killing Hotel explained, "This range is tens to hundreds of kilometers in radius... For example, from our current location, I know that the Karma Museum is located a few kilometers to the southeast. There is a copy on the ground, so we can also walk from here to the southeast several kilometers away. Each copy is like a point. Draw a circle with it as the center, and we can only enter from one circle to the other. Circle, the middle cannot exist without the circle."

Lin Sanjiu looked blankly at the direction he was pointing, and then at the increasingly empty land to the west. "Then there is no copy in the west?"

"Yes, it corresponds to a large area of ​​land without dungeons in the Karma Museum, so in this space, dungeons cannot pass through, just like our restricted area. If we go all the way to the west, we will reach halfway You can't move forward anymore, but that doesn't matter. A place where no copy can enter is your safest hiding place."

It was safe for a while, but there was no way out - if she wanted to find someone, she had to go out.

As he spoke, Killing Hotel lowered his head and wiped the tip of his nose. "We are indeed more advanced than you, but we are only advanced tools that exist to devour low-level creatures. As tools, there is no freedom."

Even in the space created by the replicas themselves, the chains that bound them were only slightly loosened.

"I have seen a dungeon that can move around freely," Lin Sanjiu said, half persuading and half comforting, "That guy can do it, maybe you guys have a chance too?"

Killing Hotel was not surprised. He just waved his hand and said, "When you move around freely, you will be restricted in other aspects."

Lin Sanjiu thought for a while and changed her topic. "I understand... So you held a symposium and gathered at that location?"

"You think quickly," Killing Hotel praised her, "Yes, that location is very special. According to our geographical distribution in the apocalyptic world, that location happens to be accessible to most copies. Intersection point. We must be close enough to use copy channels to communicate and hold symposiums."

Hearing this, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but look up and take a closer look at the sky that looked like a map of the planet. Now that she was reminded, she realized that there was more land on the map and less ocean.

The two of them discussed a few more words while walking: For example, when the Killing Hotel cannot be walked anymore, it happens to be a "marking point". In which direction Lin Sanjiu needs to continue walking in order to get out of the "marking point" Vision; when she is temporarily sheltered from the limelight, how should she inquire about the situation at the Killing Hotel, etc.

"I know too little," she sighed abruptly, the words slipping out almost subconsciously.

Lin Sanjiu knew very well that a drama was currently being performed on the stage formed by this space. From the moment she fell down from the puppeteer, the scene began to turn its gears and move forward slowly; but the curtain on the stage had not yet opened to her.

All her efforts in the audience have only barely raised a corner of the curtain. She is watching the actors' footsteps, skirts and hair, and a few words, trying to use them to restore the entire scene. the content of the play.

"Why did the Lake Tour dungeon set a trap for me?" she murmured, "How did he know that I was following him all the way? What if I didn't go to the town at all? Also, how did he know that I was there? Looking for a puppet master? What’s the point of catching me? If you want to ask questions, you won’t be able to finish them all."

Killing Hotel turned around and looked at the way they came. "The question is not important, as long as you are out, it doesn't matter if you don't have the answer."

"But I have a vague feeling that if I don't understand everything, I'm afraid I won't be able to find my friend."

Lin Sanjiu wiped her face and felt a strange and strong tiredness. Her so-called "evolver's body" now has an incomparable content of active ingredients. After experiencing so many accidents and adventures, she is naturally tired.

After a pause, the Killing Hotel turned around again.

"What's wrong?" Lin Sanjiu also turned around and looked.

Behind him is still a land that is so quiet that it is almost solid.

"It seems like there are copies following us," Killing Hotel said with a frown, "but I can't tell."

"Can't tell? Why?" Lin Sanjiu stopped, leaning on her toes and stretching her neck. She tried her best but still couldn't see anything.

"If there is a copy later, its weight is too light, lighter than yours." Killing Hotel murmured, "The 'character' we created itself is also made of copy energy. formed so we can feel each other's 'weight of presence'."

"Perhaps a copy deliberately——"

"No, although we can adjust the appearance of the 'character', the 'existence weight' is equivalent to... equivalent to the density. This is innate, and the weight is as heavy as it is, and it becomes a needle. It doesn't matter, I won't be confused like this." Killing Hotel shook his head and said, "I must have made a mistake. It's strange, why are there so many strange things that are difficult to explain one after another today..."

No matter how much Lin Sanjiu already knew, she could always find that there were more things in this space that she didn't know.

Words such as "weight of existence" and "very light" were somehow stuck in her thoughts, like a mouse that was accidentally trapped, rushing back and forth several times.

Having walked out of the Killing Hotel for several steps, he turned back and looked at her blankly.

"Why don't you leave?"

Lin Sanjiu opened her mouth, turned around and looked in the direction she was looking, and then looked at the Killing Hotel. She was trying to catch the slippery, darting thoughts in her head like a fish—and when she finally got her thoughts straight, she grabbed Kill Inn's arm.

However, things in the world are just such coincidences sometimes.

Her words had already taken shape and were about to roll off the tip of her tongue when a figure suddenly appeared on the ground in front of the two of them.

The two of them were silent for a moment. The figure moved very fast; they stared at the figure, which gradually stretched and enlarged from the size of a fingernail, and the face appeared clearly in their field of vision - it was a man they had never seen before, of medium height. , thin and white, as if he was just a passerby.

Both Killing Hotel and Lin Sanjiu paused for a few seconds. No one spoke or moved.

When the man was only a hundred meters away from them, the Killing Hotel suddenly shuddered.

Lin Sanjiu also understood.

So that’s the case, no wonder...

Wait, does this mean she is in danger now?

As soon as her idea was formed, the Killing Hotel happened to raise its hand, and the dilapidated motel suddenly appeared from between heaven and earth.

"You are in danger," his face turned a little pale, and he seemed to have another sentence to say, but he had no time to say it - because when he saw the motel, the man suddenly ducked and accelerated towards them. In other words, he rushed towards Lin Sanjiu.

Killing Inn only said four words~IndoMTL.com~The face of a man that he had never seen before was already about to fall on his shoulders.

Without having time to say anything, Lin Sanjiu suddenly threw herself to the side and rolled into the parking lot of the Sunset Hotel. She felt something suddenly hit behind her, but no sound was made. Instead, she twisted quickly. Stayed - the sounds of the Killing Hotel rang from all directions, and now it no longer sounded like a human being, but like a real copy.

"Don't do this nonsense, get away!"

Lin Sanjiu hurriedly jumped up from the ground, took a few steps back to the red drink vending machine on the first floor of the hotel, and stared at the two figures outside the parking lot.

The back of the Killing Hotel blocked the front. The man looked over his shoulder and was staring at Lin Sanjiu under the hotel, as if his pupils were about to burn - a human being who could only be caught by a hair's breadth, but But at such a critical moment, he hid in another copy.

"I was careless,"

Lin Sanjiu looked at the man and murmured: "You really fooled everyone with this move, Youhu Park."