Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 756: White gloves

The man turned his face covered with tattoos and looked at Lin Sanjiu for half a second with his eyes in green and black ink.

He looked at Lin Sanjiu and his lips suddenly moved twice silently.

What?

Lin Sanjiu was stunned, still standing on guard and motionless; she stared closely at the tattooed man and frowned: "Are you doing——"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a numbness and itching in her wrist. When she lowered her head and looked down, a piece of green and black ink suddenly appeared on the skin of her wrist, and two words were slowly formed from light to thick.

She suddenly understood what Mayor Aoye had just said: "What did you put in my mouth?"

"What is this?" She raised her head and shouted angrily: "What did you do to me?"

While talking, a figure also walked out from behind the broken door of the office on the second floor - the man had an ordinary appearance, except for a striking huge scar on his forehead. He was Mayor Aoye whom he had just seen on the TV screen. . He stopped at the door, glanced at Lin Sanjiu, and frowned: "Another one."

The three evolvers were in a stalemate for a while, separated from each other by a distance, and no one moved.

"Don't blame me," the man with tattoos all over his body and whose facial features could barely be seen raised his hands and stood up slowly, his chest still heaving together from breathing. "This is my dream. Everyone who is connected to my dream has something like this in them."

"Fart, can't you control it? This is half a lucid dream, who are you kidding!" Mayor Aoye turned around and shouted as if someone had stepped on his tail. He seemed to have peeled off the upright and impassioned skin on TV, leaving only a man with sharp eyes and a face full of thoughts.

"You also know it's half," the tattooed man retorted, "The most I can do is give you one of several different options, but I don't have the ability not to give it to you."

Aoyezhen's head and face are round, his chin and neck are connected together, and he has a pair of thick lips like a woman. But the strange thing is that his face does not make people feel honest at all.

"Okay, explain." He stared at the tattooed man and rolled up his sleeves. Lin Sanjiu then noticed that he was wearing the same dark blue clothes as the residents of Peanut Town - "What does this mean? What impact will it have on me?"

She squinted her eyes and saw three words, "White Gloves", also made of ink on his exposed wrist.

"I'm afraid you have to ask yourself that."

The tattooed man did not answer directly, but just raised his wrist. After the word "push hands", there was a wry smile on his face.

"You have one too?" Lin Sanjiu was surprised.

"Yes, as soon as I came in, I noticed that I had these two words on my wrist, which made me think for a long time." When the tattooed man spoke, his eyes were still fixed on Mayor Oye. "How about it? Are you willing to put down the fighting and listen to my guess?"

Mayor Aoye looked very ugly, with a pair of thick female lips protruding outwards, but in the end he said nothing.

Lin Sanjiu raised her chin: "Say."

"I think this word defines my role in this dream script... I am a 'pusher' myself. When I meet you next," he glanced at Mayor Aoye and said : "There is no logic in dreams. Anyway, I know it all at once. I want to pick a word for you, and you will definitely get it... Do you know this feeling?"

Mayor Aoye said nothing, but Lin Sanjiu understood what he meant.

“I was presented with a row of vocabulary options. I thought that if I chose the right one, I would be able to create a complete story line within the interconnected script, so that I could end the mission and escape from the script. ."

At least one person came up with a plot guess - but his guess was not of much help to Lin Sanjiu.

Obviously Mayor Aoye thinks so too.

"So you chose this for me?" He waved his hand fiercely, as if he could get rid of the three words "white gloves", "You chose the word for me, but you asked me to ask myself What does it mean?"

"I don't know you," the tattooed man sneered, "I just chose a noun that felt most suitable for you based on my intuition at that moment. As for why you gave me this feeling, you ask me, Who should I ask?"

Seeing that they were almost causing sparks as they were going back and forth, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but cough and interrupted the two of them.

"Oye...can I call you that?" She turned to look at the mayor and asked as calmly as possible: "The three of us have the same goal, we all want to complete our story line as soon as possible. Then get out of this script early."

Mayor Aoye said "yes".

"Are you the one who dreamed about Montenegro? You might as well tell me what is going on in Montenegro?"

"Why, can you still help me analyze it?" He smiled with half of his face, showing a strange expression.

Without waiting for the two to respond, he stretched out his hand and pulled out a cigarette from the air. He put the cigarette in his mouth and pulled it again, this time pulling out a lighter. As he spoke, the cigarette moved on his thick lips: "I had a nightmare, dreaming of a huge monster in the shape of a black mountain... Next, I connected with your dream, and I found myself sitting In the town hall, they all call me Mayor Aoye."

Out of the same shock, Lin Sanjiu and the tattooed man quickly exchanged glances.

"I'll respond to you with what he said," Oye lit the cigarette and took a puff. He tasted the smoke and blew out a mouthful of white mist at Lin Sanjiu: "The huge monster in the form of a black mountain was a dream I had, but the current situation only happened after it was connected to your dream. It should be It’s up to you to tell me, what’s going on in your dream?”

"Wait a minute, how did you smoke...?" The tattooed man took a step back, looking wary. "In dreams, our abilities are sometimes inactive... How can you create smoke out of thin air? And the one you just bombarded me with was very smooth."

Mayor Aoye took out the cigarette, glanced at it, and laughed.

"Why, did I forget to say it?" He couldn't restrain his smile, his cheeks raised high: "I vaguely felt that the Black Mountain was me, and I was the Black Mountain. It seemed that it was exactly it , provided me with endless power...I'm not like you, I don't know when my ability will take effect and when it will fail."

Coincidentally, Lin Sanjiu and the tattooed man took a step back, although this step was of no use.

"I don't care what you plan," he held the cigarette in one hand and waved it around him with the other. The words "White Gloves" swayed into a black shadow on his wrist. "But I want to remind you, it's best not to let your story line go against me or Montenegro."

The tattooed man looked at him and calmed down. When he spoke again, his tone was much calmer: "The scripts are connected, so they don't necessarily have to be against each other. It's not like I haven't experienced story lines that complement each other before."

Lin Sanjiu remained silent, holding the wrist with ink characters on it with his other hand, and asked in a cool voice: "What happened to the townspeople? When my dream first started, they were still normal. ."

Maybe it's normal - when she said this, she suddenly remembered the door that almost hit her nose, the high school girl who pointed out her identity loudly, and the stolen car.

"They," Mayor Aoye shrugged, "how good they live. When the dream world first connected, they had to drive to work every day, had to worry about work, and wanted something but couldn't afford it. …It’s different now.”

The corridor suddenly led several people around, and the outside world came into Lin Sanjiu's eyes through a window. This is something that can only be done in a dream.

It seems that the morning report has ended, and overweight people are walking on the street in twos and threes. In a town without a single car, people no longer need traffic lights or detours from the road; they are like a group of sheep on the grassland, walking slowly in the town, like little walking mountains of meat.

… while walking and chewing.

Everyone’s cheeks were bulging with food. They seemed to be afraid that they would starve to death when they went out for a walk. Everyone had a large bag of various kinds of food tied around their waists like buckets. After walking a few steps, they stuffed a mouthful into their mouths, eating so hard that sweat broke out on their foreheads, but no one stopped. .

The town policemen lined up with guns drawn, blocking the entrances and exits of the surrounding streets. They were the only ones not eating, just keeping an eye on the townspeople, as if to prevent them from suddenly escaping.

"Why are they always eating?" Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but ask.

"What's wrong with having something to eat?" Mayor Aoye glanced at it briefly and didn't care. “They can now enjoy expensive food that they rarely had before, and all their clothes are provided by the town hall for free. They can have whatever they want~IndoMTL.com~ Even spouses are assigned by us. Life is much better than before. ! In addition to doing light work, Montenegro’s biggest request for them is to eat more. This is not only their contribution to me, Montenegro, and this town, they themselves are also very satisfied with this leisurely and happy life. ."

"Who can eat so much in one day?"

"Aren't they already taking a walk to eat? If they eat while moving, they can eat more."

Lin Sanjiu seemed to have her tongue grabbed, staring at the people walking and chewing slowly outside.

"You and Montenegro..." she murmured, "what did you do?"

"Don't take all the credit on me," Mayor Aoye said with an air of being a teacher, shaking his cigarette, and said with a lecturing smile: "If you hadn't dreamed about this shit, In this town, Heishan will not take root here. Without basic soil, do you think a monster like Heishan can survive anywhere?"

This sentence echoed in the corridor on the second floor. It was not until its lingering sound disappeared that Lin Sanjiu found her voice.

"You...what do you mean?"

"If the people here weren't wholeheartedly satisfied with this kind of life, how could Peanut Town's population increase to more than 2,000 people in a short period of time?" Mayor Aoye chuckled, "Oh, I mean wholeheartedly. Well, that's not quite right. You don't know, right? This town in your dream is very weird. All the people who live here have empty chests. They really have no heart."

After taking a look at Lin Sanjiu's expression, he threw away the cigarette butt: "Why are you looking at me like that? Heishantun and several people know clearly what they have on them. So far, no one in Peanut Town has Townspeople, there is an organ called the heart in the chest."

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