Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 570: Choose potato chips

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Now, Lin Sanjiu was certain that those data entities had indeed manipulated this copy. Tasting books

After the initial voice of the potato chip tube disappeared, the shelf full of puffed food fell silent. In the dim light, the old man with a beard in the potato chip tube, the smiling spokesman, the leopard eating corn sticks... rows after rows, neatly lined with countless faces, all looking at her silently.

"What is the correct potato chip?"

It only took a moment for Lin Sanjiu to turn her eyes again. She couldn't tell which potato chip tube was holding her just now. She scanned the shelves over and over again, feeling like a madman as she whispered: "Tell me, how should I look for it?"

The shelf was quiet and there was no response.

Those data bodies obviously deleted all the "rule introduction" parts, but after thinking about it, the copy itself still runs according to the same rules. In this way, Lin Sanjiu seemed to have taken an inexplicable test: all the questions were blacked out, but she had to write down the correct answers.

After thinking about it, she carefully lifted the shopping basket and gently touched a bag of corn strips with its corner.

She deliberately did not touch the potato chips because she wanted to see what would happen if she chose a wrong answer. The corn strips shook slightly, and the packaging bag sank, and then became full again. After waiting quietly for a few seconds, nothing happened.

Could it be that even if you encounter the wrong snacks, as long as you don’t put them in the shopping basket?

Lin Sanjiu thought for a while, then finally squatted down, gently reached out and poked a corn chip with a rooster on the outside.

The bag clattered, and she quickly retracted her hand and looked up nervously, but the shelves soon became silent again.

...It seems like she was right.

Lin Sanjiu breathed a sigh of relief and became more courageous - she glanced at the shelves, row by row. These puffed foods were covered with a layer of dust and even the color was dim. It was obvious that they had been there for an unknown amount of time.

Correct...does it mean unexpired?

She stared blankly at the shelves in front of her and thought to herself.

If that's the case, you have to first figure out what today's date is in this store, and then compare it with the production date of the packaging bag - wait, isn't this too simple?

Because all her actions could only be done by relying on the blinders, she suddenly became a little suspicious.

But she decided to give it a try. There was a magazine at the cashier, and it should be the latest issue. As soon as Lin Sanjiu stood up, her movements suddenly stopped.

She slowly lowered her head.

Just like any ordinary store, there is more than one product on display, and usually there are at least several packages, neatly occupying a small section of the shelf. The same was true for the shelves she had just tested - black and red packaging bags were arranged one after another on the lower shelf, and each bag had a big rooster, identically smiling at Lin Sanjiu. Face.

...There was only one rooster in a bag, facing Lin Sanjiu directly. Its enlarged beak is pressed against the packaging bag, as if it was trying to get out of the painting just now.

It was the package she touched just now.

Lin Sanjiu's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked at another package of corn bars - the one she had bumped with the basket. The cartoon leopard was still fine, bulging with its countless colleagues. He removed one side of his cheek and couldn't see anything strange.

What will happen if I touch it again?

Thinking so, Lin Sanjiu did not reach out to the bag of corn flakes. The prompt just now made it very clear, choose "the correct bag of potato chips" - so this time, after thinking about it for a while, she reached for a potato chip with no face in the bag.

Her fingers touched the bag, and she quickly took it back; her heart beat a few times, and she stared at the bag of potato chips, not daring to look away.

Nothing happened.

The second time, Lin Sanjiu's fingers stayed slightly longer - except that their fingers were stained with more dust, the result was still the same.

After trying several times in succession, she found that everything was stable and smooth, and she became more and more courageous; finally one time, instead of moving away, her fingers tightened on the packaging bag, and slowly He took down the bag of potato chips.

A deep black hole immediately appeared among the full shelves - behind the outermost products, there were only empty shelves, like an endless tunnel, with a cool breeze blowing darkly. Lin Sanjiu glanced at the dark "hole" and did not put the potato chips into the shopping basket. He just turned it over and over twice, trying to find the production date.

She soon saw a small print on the seal that was almost fading: "1986.10.21".

So long?

Lin Sanjiu was surprised. She didn't expect that this bag of potato chips was still older than her. She looked at it, but she couldn't find the expiration date.

Forget it, just put it back first - she thought in her mind. Since she can't leave the confines of this shelf, she might as well try calling the puppet master over; although that guy isn't that smart~IndoMTL.com~, it's better to think alone.

Lin Sanjiu raised her gaze while thinking.

In the deep, dark hole of the shelf, another face with blurred features appeared, just eye-to-eye with hers.

Her heart just jumped, and before Lin Sanjiu had time to react, an arm suddenly reached out from the depths of the shelf and grabbed her wrist; the hand was so pale and loose that it seemed like it would fall apart at any time, but with Lin Sanjiu's strength was so strong that she couldn't resist at all, and was dragged straight towards the shelf - her hairs stood up in an instant, and she thought about calling out [Tornado Whip], but in the blink of an eye, she suddenly saw something in front of her eyes. It got dark and quiet.

The face and pale arms that were hidden behind the shelves just now disappeared without a trace, as if they were an illusion.

Soon, the scenery came into Lin Sanjiu's field of vision again.

The aisles, shelves, dim light, and dust floating in the air...are still exactly the same as before.

If anything was different, it was that Lin Sanjiu's perspective was different - she seemed to have turned around subconsciously just now, and the direction she was looking at was exactly where she was standing just now.

She wanted to try turning her head to look, but for some reason, her body movements felt sluggish.

After two seconds of silence, Lin Sanjiu slowly woke up.

She used all her strength to push her gaze to the left - she still couldn't see clearly, but in her peripheral vision, rows of various puffed foods were placed next to her, tightly packed. , next to her in silence.

Not just on the left - on the right and below, there are neatly arranged snack bags and potato chip tubes.

...She was turned into a bag of potato chips and placed on the shelf. (To be continued.)

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