Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 2267: In the dilemma of useless mind

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Since Qingjiuru evolved, he can hardly remember when he has been in such an embarrassing situation - when a tramp is drunk on the roadside, it does not seem to him that he is embarrassed; embarrassment, like embarrassment, means that you are A kind of incompatibility with the outside world and a forced deviation from the state you want.

...He is too uncomfortable and deviated now.

The advantages that had gotten him out of trouble time and again in the past were of no use now: his appearance, which had always been able to soften the ice, had long been covered up with camouflage items out of caution. But even if it is exposed, so what?

Don’t say that the thin man is soft-hearted. If he is not jealous, he will be sorry for Qingjiu Liu’s interpretation of his character. As for the others, whether it is a human being or a human figure hanging from a tree, who will care about whom? Which one is beautiful?

Even Qing Jiuliu’s brain is of no use at this moment.

The limbs, legs, feet and attacks that came towards him from the woods were as dense as raindrops. Add to this the thin man who was trying to find a way to make a move, Ren Ben who was eager to try, and Yuan Xiangxi who was waiting for the opportunity... It was like... It was an endless, endless torture, and he couldn't afford to make any mistakes.

His mind can only keep him from being attacked as much as possible - facing countless humanoids that don't even have self-awareness and only know how to attack constantly, any strategies are useless.

His strongest evolutionary ability is nothing more than [taking wine from another bottle]; the only feasible target present is that thin man. Not to mention what if they attack him and provoke Ousius - Qingjiuru was suppressed by layers of humanoid attacks and couldn't even get close to the opponent.

"Kick someone in the back of the head, are you polite?"

Even in such a difficult and embarrassing moment, he still did not forget to curse for himself; as soon as the words came out, he had to bend down again and roll on the spot, avoiding another branch next to him. Arms hanging down.

The lower back that had just been hit several times seemed to have finally broken with this fall. After he dodged the arms, he was unable to get up for a second or two.

Although these human figures are hung on trees, they are hung in different places; some are hung on the neck, some are hung on the waist, and some are on the head and feet... This means that, The attacks that came towards him were also full of surprises; there were even humanoid figures, and every part of his body could be separated and stretched section by section, and the whole person had grown bigger and longer several times, just chasing Qingjiu to stay in the fight. .

"Why don't you try using special items again?" The thin man smiled leisurely and said, "I also want to see other things on you."

Qingjiuru knew that special items would probably be useless to him - but he still tried to use [You don’t see me in your eyes] on the thin man just now. The effect of the item is just like the name, simple and easy to understand; the thin man blinked hard at first and rolled his eyes several times, not wanting to stay for a long time.

"Eh? Where is the person?" He turned his head and said, "Why did he suddenly disappear..."

Qing Jiuru was slightly startled. When the next thought flashed through his mind, it seemed to have the power of a rocket, pushing him to jump to the other side - almost at the same time, the thin man suddenly flicked his backhand, sending out waves of silver light. Waves appeared from the place where Qing Jiuru was half a second ago, as if a silvery-white lotus had bloomed.

"Why are you so slippery?" The thin man got angry and spat hard, "Don't you even believe in the effects of the special items you threw at me?"

"Human," Qingjiu Liu found it difficult to say even a complete sentence at this moment, and only threw out two words from his breath.

Just like trying to catch a loophole between raindrops, he must avoid every attack in the forest and allow his running feet to step on the dry open space between raindrops. No matter how narrow the gap was or how fast it disappeared - only there could he get another chance to breathe.

The thin man also reacted.

"Oh, yes," he glanced at the clothes cage on his body from the corner of his eye, "you haven't forgotten it yet..."

More than forgetting, Qingjiuru has been calculating and waiting for the moment when the clothes cage will be restored. From the time when Renben was out of control to now, about seven or eight minutes have passed. The skinny man's ability to make the effects of special items disappear must have a time limit.

"Are you envious of me? Such powerful abilities are all in me." The thin man said with a smile, "If a person is lucky, he can't stop him. When he wakes up, he will have extra abilities that defy the sky..."

As soon as he said this, a human figure hanging from the tree stretched out one arm, grabbed a nearby branch, swayed a few times, and landed in front of Qingjiuru's route. There was a long rain of leaves - when the branches fell, they were still lightly turning leaves. By the time they fell halfway, they were already straight and heavy, with their tips pointed downward, and countless death-infiltrated leaves flickered around the edges. dark light.

When Qing Jiuli braked hard to avoid the rain of leaves, it became an opportunity that Yuan Xiangxi seized.

That piece of silk thread that Lin Sanjiu gave him was completely unnecessary. As if it had its own opinion, his body stretched straight and flexibly forward without making any sound - Qingjiu Liu was already in a hurry at this time. He was caught off guard. When he realized the thread, even if he jumped quickly, he was still a step too late.

The silk thread cut open his trouser legs almost gently, and when the skin just burst, there was no pain at all. In Qingjiu's peripheral vision, he noticed a splotch of blood splashing in the air, and he realized it. My thigh was injured.

The pants and skin are cut together with the pockets on the side of the pants.

There was a muffled sound. When Yuan Xiangxi was pulling Yuan Xiangxi away from Renben, the remote controller he had stuffed into his trouser pocket fell to the ground.

When Qingjiu Liu was not injured just now, he could only barely support himself; now a long crack was cut on one leg, and he could no longer support it with his feet when he landed - his knees and ankles were As if a stack of playing cards had been pushed by someone, the whole person was shaken loosely and fell to the ground.

As soon as the manipulator landed, Renben reacted immediately; it walked up to the thin man with a few strides, even startling him, stretched its neck, and a snow-white man was covered under his hat. His head shook up and down toward the manipulator on the ground not far away.

"That one?" The thin man seemed to have finished communicating with it immediately, and his eyes lit up. "Is that the key to controlling the items on your body?"

Renben’s head is still stretched straight out.

"Don't worry, how could I go back on what we agreed on?" The thin man smiled, staring straight at the manipulator on the ground, and said: "As soon as you get it, I will remove the cage on you Untie..."

A human figure in a tree stretches its legs. The leg quickly grew longer, as if it was not restricted by skin and bones at all, and stepped all the way to the ground; with a hook of its toes, it picked up the manipulator and kicked it towards the thin man.

Qingjiuru only had time to see the manipulator draw an arc in mid-air.

Let alone blocking him, he can't even stand up now.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he struggled twice but failed to get up. Several human figures were already pressing him firmly to the ground - one of them had a human figure on his head and feet. The long brown hair stretched across his neck, but the sides were like living earthworms, burrowing deeper into the earth. The hair seemed to squeeze and cut off every blood vessel and muscle fiber in his body.

Qingjiuru opened his mouth, but no air flowed into his chest. A heavy force was pressing on his chest, as if a truck had overturned and hit him; the rattling sternum seemed to be about to break and collapse into his body. Even if there was no long hair on his neck, it would never be possible. Send a little bit of air into your chest.

"I'll untie it for you right now..."

The thin man's voice seemed to come from a very far away place. The humanoids were indifferent because they couldn't hear the joy and suppressed joy in the thin man's voice.

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How could it be possible to let people go free, Qing Jiuliu thought as he fell to the ground.

The first thing he has to do when he gets the manipulator is to remove the ability that can disable items; only in this way can he control the human nature through the clothes cage again and truly "own" the human nature. .

…Only now.

It turned out that when he was facing great pain, his soul was like a prison escapee ~IndoMTL.com~ When he was about to escape from the body, an iron railing was smashed down and one of his legs was trapped. The part that couldn't escape was torn apart by pain and nailed to the body; the other part seemed to be about to be torn apart by the wind and drift away.

In this case, he seemed to lose consciousness for a while, but it seemed like he didn't. He didn't know if he had actually done something or if it was just a plan rehearsed in his mind.

He only knew that when his consciousness gradually gathered, became compact again, and illuminated his mind like a ray of light, the pain and pressure on his chest and neck had disappeared.

Qing Jiuliu's vision was still blurry for a while, and he couldn't see anything clearly; he finally struggled to turn over, and slowly climbed up on all fours - a brisk footsteps rushed to his side. , Yuan Xiangxi asked repeatedly: "Are you okay? How are you? Don't worry...Hey, I don't know what's going on, it seems like I'm obsessed..."

Qingjiuru blinked.

The snowflakes formed by pixels and colors fell one by one and returned to their places, re-forming the world.

There is nothing surprising about Yuan Xiangxi's return to normal. Because not far away, a man wearing a hat and a suit was hugging another man tightly - no, I should say, another man.