Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 686: The soul resting in the sky
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In the past 47 seconds, Lin Sanjiu did not even glance at the people behind him. She herself knew that she was in a wonderful, almost ethereal state, and every second she felt like she was walking on the clouds.
God...this is indeed the most appropriate word.
All the furniture blocking the way forward automatically separated and retreated in front of Lin Sanjiu's footsteps, making way for a few people. It's easy to do this, just slightly change the order of the components. After a little analysis just now, she discovered that the furniture cemetery is composed of two parts: one is a special item like a base, and the other is the "copy" released by it that has already been recorded.
The special item is at the core of the furniture cemetery, at least ten minutes away from her; however, under the influence of the data body's ability, this cannot be called a problem at all. The ground between Lin Sanjiu's every step has been rewritten, and the definition of distance has been "condensed" - just like "shrinking the ground into an inch" in the novel. In just a few seconds, she was "far away" I saw that core special item.
This journey was so smooth that even the furniture Lin Sanjiu passed by turned into the color and style she liked without realizing it; like a group of groveling showgirls, bowing their heads and waiting for the emperor to pass by.
Absolute control over everything is the greatest luxury in the world.
With it, does anything else make sense?
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"Why, why doesn't she speak?" This voice that seems to be stuttering all the time is naturally that of Fatty Bai. "Which one is the special item? It seems to me... they are all ordinary furniture."
Lin Sanjiu still didn’t look back. The people behind her had been chattering for a long time, which sounded like the chirping of insects and birds to her ears.
The soul of this copy of the Furniture Cemetery was right in front of her eyes; how could ordinary humans distinguish the core items from the disguise?
They can't understand it.
"Common people are most likely to be addicted to the illusion of power," a gloomy voice filled with chills smiled without a smile, "so a person who is not good at anything is also most likely to be addicted to the illusion of controlling the world. inside."
"Ah, ah?" Fatty Bai was stunned. "What do you mean?"
Mu Xin said nothing, as if he didn't want to offend anyone.
"She must be very tired after being an idiot for twenty or thirty years," the puppet master said softly. If you didn't read the content, it seemed like he was caring for Lin Sanjiu, "Give her a holiday."
Although he has the ability of the data body, Lin Sanjiu is still a human being after all - even the wonderful feeling of being in a state of ecstasy and drunkenness just now seems to have been somewhat diminished by his harshness. She exhaled, pretending not to hear, and bent down to touch a pile of dusty and dirty furniture; all the glass plates, coffee tables, and old chair cushions were immediately separated obediently.
A brown stain on the ground that looked like a teacup mark was exposed to the dim night.
Without the ability to analyze, no matter how sophisticated an evolutionist is, it would be impossible for him to discover that the stain turned out to be a special item.
Lin Sanjiu sighed contentedly and put her fingers on the stain.
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【More cute, keep the colorful time】
What a blessing it is to be able to enter such a colorful apocalyptic world!
Don’t you, the lucky ones who enjoy traveling endlessly in various wonderful worlds, hope to keep their memories alive? Just using diaries and photos to record the cherry blossom-like dreamy apocalyptic world is always not enough, so a prop that allows people to relive the apocalyptic experience came into being.
Function: It can record the most interesting and beautiful place in the apocalyptic world - the copy. Once a copy is recorded, it can be replayed again in the future until the number of uses of the copy is exhausted; replaying means completely reconstructing the copy at the activation location.
How to use: Hold this product and walk around the dungeon. When the information recording is completed, the product will prompt the owner. Reproduced copies will have the same effectiveness and appearance as the original copies.
Note: The appearance of this product is changeable and will change with the environment, becoming the most inconspicuous thing around. Many evolvers accidentally obtained this product due to reasons such as wrestling/being knocked to the ground/sitting on their butts... etc.
Different copies have different usage times randomly, with no rules to follow. This product can only retain one copy of information. When a new copy is entered, the previous copy information will be automatically washed away.
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Lin Sanjiu pinched the [cuter, more colorful time] in her hand and did not move for a long time. After she uncarded the item, it turned into a crumpled tissue with stains on it - there really weren't many people in the world who would reach out and pick up such a piece of trash.
It is much more complicated to analyze than [Light Moss]; just like observing a famous oil painting closely, the closer you get, the more dazzled you feel by its rich and thick brushstrokes. The basic substances that make up [More Lovely, Preserving Colorful Time] show such charming and exquisite variations...
"Hello,"
Mu Xin's voice shouted in her ear, interrupting her thoughts. Lin Sanjiu reluctantly raised her head and glanced at him. In her eyes, there is no longer a human face: the so-called "Muxin" is actually a data combination with "Muxin characteristics"; his data looks much more sophisticated and vast than special items——
"Why are you looking at me in a daze again?"
Certain groups of surface "data" were activated and worked together to produce Mu Xin's voice. Lin Sanjiu watched obsessively as the data links that lit up were like stars submerged in the ocean, gradually hiding below the surface data. She kind of understood why data bodies always wanted to parse other people. "Stop looking, don't you only have five minutes? Time is precious."
Lin Sanjiu felt like she was enveloped in a shadow. She almost forgot that this supreme sense of control was brought to her by the collar. The collar is restricted by her potential value and cannot fully exert its maximum effectiveness. So, does the ability possessed by the data body even exceed this current experience?
"Look what's going on here? Where has the Supreme God gone?" Mu Xin urged.
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The furniture graveyard is a thing of the past.
Since [More Lovely, Preserving Colorful Time] was taken away by Lin Sanjiu, all the furniture, together with the unknown creatures, disappeared from this empty cement floor. The concrete floor is vast and lonely, with only scattered corpses of evolvers that have not been eaten by big fish, still crouching on the ground, like relics forgotten in the wilderness.
Also disappeared with the Supreme God, her [Ability Polishing Agent].
He trapped everyone in the furniture cemetery, but he left, and he didn’t know where he went.
Didn’t he want to know what the relationship between Lin Sanjiu and his group was with the data body? Why did you leave before you got the answer?
The wonderful feeling of controlling everything seems to be cracked, like a faint impurity in a bright diamond, which makes people very uncomfortable.
A real data body will definitely not feel helpless in the face of such a situation, right?
Lin Sanjiu lowered his head and looked at the cement floor under his feet. This piece of cement floor should have been written by the Supreme God. The data arrangement is very rigid and rigid, and it looks like it was created rigidly based on formulas and dogma. If you replace some of the data, this concrete floor will become more real and full of details...
"Stop calling her, she's up and can't hear you. I think there's only one way," the puppet master said softly, with a voice as gloomy as a winter cloud. "Turn her into a doll and you'll know she's obedient."
Huh? What just happened?
Lin Sanjiu was startled and quickly looked back, feeling that she had missed a lot of things. She was about to speak when she suddenly heard a sharp, familiar voice in the distance: "Sir! Master Puppet Master, is it you? I am the Queen of Souls!"
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On the distant horizon, there is a vague group of flesh-colored data, which is constantly jumping and fluttering; its physical strength seems to have reached the end of its strength, and it took several seconds to walk here, but it seems that it is not far away. There is no shortening either.
Lin Sanjiu glanced at the ground and had a thought; almost in the blink of an eye, the big meat insect swam to the ground dragging its tired body.
"Huh? I'm pretty fast," it looked around, as if it was a little strange. "You...are all me, right? Where did the furniture go?"
No one has time to explain it now, because Lin Sanjiu has already taken steps towards the distance again.
"Have you met the fake guy?" The Queen of Soul had just reunited with her companions. She couldn't stop being excited, and she didn't realize the weird atmosphere now: "I just saw a fake version of myself! And I'm exactly the same, tell me... I also saw a fake Lin Sanjiu! The fake Lin Sanjiu was hiding in a cabinet under a fish tank. When he saw the fake me walking by, he probably thought it was me and immediately jumped out. Blow it up. Fortunately I hid quickly..."
Mu Xin opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything.
In the nagging voice of the Soul Queen, Lin Sanjiu kept "shrinking into inches" and soon walked through most of the cement floor. Unexpectedly, she unknowingly walked back to the place where she broke into the furniture cemetery - because she saw the little preserved egg lying on the ground.
He still maintained the same posture as when he was hit by the anesthetic injection, curled up into a ball, and even the needle was still glimmering on his shoulder.
This is a set of human data, and it is a set of human data that has just died.
Lin Sanjiu suddenly felt a strong sense of unreality. She stopped, slowly bent down, and reached out to touch the boy's face - the cold skin of the little preserved egg, the pulse that no longer beat, and the lingering stench; they all came together in the form of data. Entering Lin Sanjiu's senses.
"Who is this? He looks weird." The Queen of Soul stretched out her head and asked belatedly: "Why doesn't Lin Sanjiu say anything?"
Lin Sanjiu took a look at the anesthetic injection - it was analyzed in an instant~IndoMTL.com~ and presented everything she needed to know. She glanced at the motionless little preserved egg again; all the data, including the contents of his stomach, were quickly displayed in front of her eyes.
"This...this is a human child." She spoke hoarsely. It was as if someone poured a bucket of cold water on my head, and the wonderful sense of power to control everything slowly cooled down from my mind like the effects of medicine gradually receding. "I killed him."
No one said anything for a while.
"The dose of anesthesia was too great. He... couldn't bear it." Lin Sanjiu wanted to pick up the little preserved egg, but found that her hands were shaking and couldn't steady herself. "He was originally the only person who survived in the furniture cemetery... After his mother died, he could only survive by eating human flesh, but I... I thought he was a degenerate species."
Lin Sanjiu looked at Little Preserved Egg and could hardly hold out a sigh. Just let him stay here...with his mother.
Even though Xiaomei Dan seemed to be just a set of data at the moment, she still couldn't help but feel heart palpitations.
I don’t know if it was affected by the data body, but Lin Sanjiu had a vague idea.
How could a child at such a young age know how to eat human flesh? Did the mother ask him to eat her body before she died?
Such a child who managed to survive finally died in his own hands due to a strange combination of circumstances. Although she had no intention of killing anyone, she couldn't convince herself that it was an accident. She had no choice but to live with such a sin.
She stood up silently and looked up at the night sky shrouded in thick fog.
If people really have souls, I hope their mother and son can rest in peace somewhere...
Lin Sanjiu was suddenly startled and narrowed his eyes towards the night sky.
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