Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 750: Put on my uniform

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When Lin Sanjiu was about to put her mask back on, Sibaan suddenly stopped her.

"This mask is one of the products of the arsenal." He didn't seem to realize that it was actually a simulation of a [combat item]. He gently pulled her wrist down and took out the mask. "You're lucky to be able to sneak in wearing it. Now that Li Wensujiang is on guard, you won't be able to get far with it."

"Is this a product from the arsenal?" She was surprised and looked at the mask in his hand carefully. At first glance, it looks like just a thin piece of flesh-colored soft skin; the only special thing is that no matter how carefully you look, you can't find where the edge of the mask disappears, and it actually looks like it has merged into the air bit by bit. Looking at it too many times can even make people dizzy - this is a phenomenon caused by slight cognitive confusion in the human brain.

What kind of technology is this?

"Surprised?" Sibaan looked at her and let out a low laugh: "Eighty percent of the products produced by the arsenal can be summed up in one sentence - you know what it is, but you don't know why. ."

She glanced at the other party in confusion: "How to say?"

“I know how to make them, I know what they do, but I don’t know why they do what they do.”

The blond man rolled up his mask and raised his chin towards the door: "Our products are all produced after dismantling and exploring countless special items and using the operating rules discovered by chance to replicate them. You are in This place just happens to be... Come, I'll take you out to see it."

"Wait," Lin Sanjiu followed him and asked in a low voice, "Isn't this the right time? I have to leave quickly."

"I know, don't worry."

Sibaan turned back and smiled at her, and a few strands of bright blond hair fell down, like sunshine broken by the wind. His pace did not slow down at all, he just avoided the door and led her along the corridor on one side and into the depths of the hall.

When Lin Sanjiu came behind a pillar, she took advantage of the cover and quickly peeked out. She saw many figures vaguely moving outside the gate; none of the people who had gone out just now seemed to have left, and they were still there. They were detained outside in rows and rows.

"Come here."

When she was about to open her mouth, she turned her head and realized that the shadow in front of her had disappeared and disappeared into a door at the end.

Lin Sanjiu paused and hesitated for a moment.

The other party had no reason to be unfavorable to her - at least as far as she knew, there was none; it was just that it was difficult for her to understand why he would be so dedicated to her.

Just because she is a woman?

She stepped into the door while wondering.

None of the doubts that had flashed through her mind came true; in the light cast by countless small spotlights, Sibaan was facing away from her, looking up at a plane - Lin San The wine followed his gaze and his thoughts paused at this moment.

When she came back to her senses, she realized that she had spent a few seconds in a daze.

"This is a... what is it?"

She found it difficult to look away, so she could only raise her head and stare straight at it, then walked step by step to stand next to Sibaan.

In this room, which was over a hundred square meters in size, a huge circular cavity was dug out of the ceiling above. Layers upon layers of metal skeletons as dense as trees stood tall in this spacious room, forming an intricate, beast-like shape. The luster glistened across its body, and countless pipes of various colors protruded from it, submerging into the cavity of the second floor floor; the most conspicuous one was an inverted cone wrapped in layers of metal skeletons high in the air. Metal barrel.

At first glance, Lin Sanjiu knew that this was not a special item—although this metal behemoth might have used many special items—but it was obviously the product of an unknown amount of time and effort put into it by humans. , Artifacts created by wisdom.

It looked down majestically at the two humans at its feet, and slowly blew out bursts of faint white steam in silence.

"I have a way to help you leave, but I need its help."

Sibaan also raised his head, his Adam's apple sliding tremblingly as he spoke, and the light and darkness were uncertain in the light. "This is one of the most proud achievements of the arsenal. We call it 'Scholar'. What you see is Scholar 4, and we have eleven more, distributed in eleven other worlds."

"It...what is it used for?"

Lin Sanjiu felt a little dazed; her eyes ran over the metal beast again and again, and she was surprised by its intricate structure. After a pause, she remembered the more important question: "What solution did you come up with?"

Sibaan lowered his head when he heard this, and his blond hair fell down, vaguely covering his gentle kiss on the mask. Raising his head, he handed the [combat item] back and smiled at her: "I want you to wear my uniform."

Lin Sanjiu stared at the mask for several seconds before coughing and reaching out to pick it up - she felt like she didn't understand: "What did you say...w-what?"

"The people from Li Wen Sujiang must be all over the arsenal now. They will pay special attention to the props used to disguise their appearance. But you know what," Sibaan said, raising his hand to unbutton his uniform one by one. button. The dark blue coat slowly slid open, revealing a piece of white shirt underneath; at the collar, a piece of texture was submerged in shadow.

"Generally speaking, except for the team performing the mission, even those who belong to the war department do not know the appearance of other mission targets. You put on my uniform, put on a little makeup, and I will accompany you If you stay, you can leave here openly."

He took off his coat, suddenly reached out and threw it towards the metal frame in front of him. No matter what movement he performed, he performed it so smoothly and gracefully; it was as if everything in the world was created for him by someone who figured out his preferences.

Lin Sanjiu’s eyes followed the clothes and fell on the inverted cone-shaped metal tube. Before he could say “Aren’t you wearing it for me?” Sibaan asked: “Do you have any spare clothes? ”

"Oh, yes,"

The gift package prepared a large amount of daily necessities for her, and even prepared a lot of clothes for her. Lin Sanjiu handed over some folded clothes and pants and asked, "What do you want this for?"

"Let me show you with my tops first," Sibaan took the clothes and put them down, his green eyes lit up with a child-like smile. "You may want to avoid it after a while."

What?

While Lin Sanjiu was still wondering, the giant beast made of metal skeleton suddenly made a "gurgle" sound - she suddenly turned her head and saw that the clothes were being swallowed by a "whirlpool" that kept opening. Entering, you were quickly submerged in the shadows; with the sudden high-speed rotation of the metal tube, bursts of white steam surged out, spurting out from the countless joints of the skeleton beast, quickly evaporating half of the house into a tumbling sea. Moving white.

"The scholar's effect is very good, but the movement is a bit loud." Siba'an sighed, "Oh, look, it has finished analyzing the clothes."

Straight beams of light suddenly lit up from the white steam, slowly rotating, intertwined with each other, and connected together to form a curtain of light in mid-air.

On every intersection of light, words, images, and molecular formulas appeared - there was even a pattern of intertwined and repeated patterns, which looked somewhat familiar; Lin Sanjiu stared at it for a few seconds. I finally realized it was a woven model of fabric.

"Using it to analyze uniforms is a bit overkill, and the deconstruction results are relatively small." Sibaan explained while walking to the other side of the metal behemoth, not knowing what operation was being carried out: "...Generally speaking, if What is analyzed is a special item, and there can even be thousands of such 'views'."

The "viewpoint" he refers to seems to be the intersection point formed when the light beams intersect.

"Each viewpoint represents a key component of the object. By selectively reconstructing and copying these viewpoints, a brand new object can be created according to different directions and uses. I have never been researching Having worked in the ministry, I can only tell you a general principle."

When Sbaan came back again, he had two identical dark blue uniforms draped on his arms.

He looked down, picked out one of the items, and smiled at Lin Sanjiu.

"This is mine, put it on."

Lin Sanjiu took the heavy uniform and put it on her body; the remaining body temperature and a faint fig-like breath immediately filled her nostrils. Sibaan's clothes were a bit too big for her, so she had to pull the sleeves with her hands to pull them as close to her body as possible.

"Go out and wait for me for a while,"

When she raised her head, Sibaan had one hand on her belt. ~IndoMTL.com~ He raised his chin towards the door. Lin Sanjiu didn't need to wait for the second half of his sentence, and hurriedly stepped out of the door and closed the door behind him.

Leaning against the door, she let out a long breath.

In the distance, faint and faint human voices are occasionally blown into the hall by a gust of wind; but there is only silence in this building, so quiet that people can clearly hear their own heartbeat and blood flow - the silence of the hanging basket The ground waits under the light, and the corridor and the door are immersed in shadow.

She didn't seem to wait long when the door suddenly opened from behind, almost making her stagger.

A few minutes later, Lin Sanjiu had already changed into a Ministry of Security uniform; fortunately, she was not short, so the uniform was not so bulky as to arouse suspicion.

Sibaan wanted to take away the visit permit she had cheated, crushed it bit by bit with his fingers, and threw it into the silver trash can that Lin Sanjiu took out; he found a pair of scissors from nowhere and gave it to Her messy, dog-gnawed hair was trimmed slightly, and she wore glasses.

When he walked out of the door and ordered everyone to go back, Lin Sanjiu quietly took a photo of the one-eyed machine; at first glance, even she didn't quite recognize her own reflection.