Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1954: Lin Sanjiu hates pop-up ads

What should I do...?

Lin Sanjiu resisted the urge to put the breathing mask back on and desperately focused on the problem at hand. The fear and urgency that arises when a person cannot breathe is so intense that no other crisis can compare to it - even as an evolver, Lin Sanjiu felt like she was about to be burst by the beast in her lungs at this moment.

"In other words, the essence of this apocalyptic world, if we use metaphors, is actually not the 'network' or 'advertising', but the 'service provider'." She used Teacher Yi as a sounding board. , said: "It collected my past, based on the threats that were very impressive to me and were very dangerous to me, and then..."

Teacher Yi, as her subconscious representation, naturally knew what she meant, and added: "Then the 'auction' was released?"

No matter how I think about it, I feel that such an apocalyptic world is really incredible.

According to the information given by the puppet master, it is speculated that the auction objects in the world of "Online Advertising Instant Auction Service Provider" are probably all the things that prey on "evolvers" in this endless doomsday world system. : Copies, fallen species, creatures and traps that are difficult to classify... wherever she goes, there is a blank advertising space.

As long as there is a blank advertising space, this world of "online advertising real-time auction service providers" that somehow comes alive will continue to publish auctions; and all kinds of things in the world will continue to "buy" her Advertising spots appeared around her one after another - especially those that were similar to the "cookies" she used to have.

When she thought about the weirdness and crisis she had experienced, and how there were so many versions in thousands of worlds, Lin Sanjiu almost felt as insignificant as dust particles.

"What about oxygen?" Teacher Yi sounded worried, "Anyone who has breathed oxygen in this doomsday world is considered to be connected to this 'online advertising' system, right? So is oxygen considered a doomsday factor? Or something else?"

Theoretically, the "Online Advertising Instant Auction Service Provider" cannot destroy any world, because it itself is not dangerous; if the most dangerous thing a person has ever experienced in his life is just being bitten by a cat on his finger, then this There is nothing the system can do against him.

The various strange things that "buy" advertising space are also highly personalized based on this strange system. Each "advertisement" can only destroy at most one person, let alone destroy the world.

And oxygen is even less likely to be a doomsday factor. Not to mention that simply inhaling oxygen has no effect on humans at all. Now she is eager to get some oxygen - in other words, the role that the "doomsday factor" should play in the first place is now Three things were assigned.

"Whatever the doomsday factor is," Lin Sanjiu said irritably, "I finally understand why the arsenal has a gas mask on the outside. After cutting off the oxygen inside, the incoming arsenal members will not be excited This system is in place. But the members of the arsenal also need to breathe, right? If they can’t even use oxygen bottles, wouldn’t they also die if they come in?"

Teacher Yi naturally has no answer to this question.

Lin Sanjiu took another look at the small square frame on the head of the man with the blue wall. The cross was like a promise, a gesture of goodwill, telling her that as long as she clicked it, the threat in front of her would disappear immediately - just like the red brick wall figure last time.

However, Lin Sanjiu was not born after the apocalypse. She had seen pop-up online advertisements.

In order to get users to click on the advertisement, they can say that they will do anything they can; the advertisement that was clearly closed the last time you clicked the cross may suddenly open an advertisement for you the next time you click on it. New links, not to mention that sometimes the close box will move, and sometimes a false close box will appear...

In the past, she only had to close the newly popped-up browsing page, but in this world of "online advertising real-time auction service providers", accidentally clicking on it would obviously mean a series of new crises - she remembered that she As soon as she broke the McDonald's bag, Ji Rennan climbed onto her shoulders.

Besides, even if she successfully shuts down the "Blue Wall Man", she still can't breathe, which means that the advertising space is vacant; as long as she takes a breath, the "empty advertising space" around her will immediately be occupied by Fill it with God knows what the **** new stuff.

"How about this," Teacher Yi suggested, "keep the blue wall man first and don't close it. This way at least nothing new will appear...then run away quickly and take a breath after running far away. , wait for the Blue Wall people to catch up, and then quickly cut off the oxygen."

After much thought, Lin Sanjiu seemed to have the only solution.

"Am I walking a dog or a kite," she muttered, remembering the pig in the city hall again.

Did that pig hear something? Could it be said that in the world of Karma Museum, every doomsday model will wake up sooner or later?

But now was not the time to think deeply about the problem. While she could still endure her lungs that seemed to be about to explode, she quickly looked at the map of the arsenal and found a control room called the "Information Center". After finding the right direction, she took another look at the "blue wall man", turned around and ran away.

It seemed that her bad luck was coming to an end; every time she looked back on the road, Lin Sanjiu found that the "man with the blue wall" was still standing motionless. From a distance, it really looked like the Internet was disconnected. Web pop-up ads that have lost their vitality in the future.

"Here," Teacher Yi called urgently.

Lin Sanjiu stopped in front of a locked mud-grey door. After thinking for a moment, he turned around and ran back a few steps, putting some distance between himself and the door. She looked directly in the direction of the "Blue Wall Man", immediately took out the breathing mask, and covered her face again - there was no more fresh and precious feeling in the world than when she inhaled that breath of oxygen when she was about to suffocate.

Before she even had time to close the oxygen tank again~IndoMTL.com~The black hair of the "Blue Wall Man" had already flashed in the alley ahead. It was the same as the real Blue Wall Man she had met before Compared with other people, this one seemed to be much slower; she quickly turned off the oxygen and took a few tentative steps back. She was relieved when she saw that the "blue wall man" had made no new moves.

Although this method is very cumbersome, it finally works.

When she opened the door, Lin Sanjiu didn't hold back at all. She simply poured out all the anger in her heart on the door; even though the door was solid and heavy, it could not withstand the heavy force she hit on the door shaft. A few punches. As soon as the door shaft broke, she immediately grabbed the edge and tore it off forcefully. The metal door lock rolled away on the ground with a clang.

After walking into the corridor, the next few rooms were all treated equally roughly. When Lin Sanjiu felt a bit like King Kong, she finally found the communication room inside the arsenal.

The entire branch had lost power a long time ago. In order to activate the communication transmission system of the arsenal, she had to go around to the back of the building and find a backup generator. Starting the power generation, connecting the system, turning on the system... In this series of steps, she breathed three or four more times, and every time she attracted the "blue wall man" as expected.

After entering the number Sibaan left for her in the missing person video, Lin Sanjiu’s finger stopped on “send”.

She frowned slightly, unable to explain what kind of feeling she had in her heart.

Is it... a sense of crisis? It doesn't seem right either.

She looked back and saw silence and emptiness all around. Apart from her and the silent, dark machine, not even the "Blue Wall Man" was nearby, and no other new advertisements appeared.

Lin Sanjiu pondered for a while and pressed "Send".

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