Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 766: The villain has fallen, but the plot is not over yet

Lin Sanjiu lay on her back among the broken bricks, motionless in a daze. Above her head, a long gap was torn open in the roof of the building; the smoke and dust were still slowly dissipating, gradually revealing a long and blue sky outside.

Black Mountain is like a piece of ink washed away by water, or like a piece of thick smoke caught in the wind, floating away in strands under the blue sky; its color gradually became lighter and lighter, and finally Gradually it disappeared into the wind, leaving no trace.

Lin Sanjiu still couldn't believe that Mayor Aoye actually fell to his gun like this.

In the ruins of the wall, a man with short limbs and a round body was burying his face among the stones, and blood was dripping from under him. Montenegro has absorbed so much energy, but the only thing it allows Mayor Oye to do is "take out some kind of prop from the air."

She glanced down at her wrist. The word "freedom" had disappeared without a trace, but her dream script continued.

Now that the villain has been defeated, shouldn’t the plot line be over?

"Yes," she raised her head suddenly, and then she remembered that her companion had been silent for a while, so she hurriedly got up and rushed towards the direction where he was knocked away just now: "Yu Yuan, Yu Yuan! You Are you okay?"

The young man with tattoos apparently hit a wall again after flying out; he was lying in a corner at this time, with a piece of broken bricks and rocks lying on his body. Lin Sanjiu moved away the broken pieces of the wall and found that he looked miserable: the only arm bone was broken, and there were pits and blood oozing from everywhere on his body. She hurriedly put her hand on his neck, groped for a while, and finally breathed a sigh of relief - there was still a little warm pulse under the skin.

She carefully picked up Yu Yuan, and when her eyes fell on his empty knees, she couldn't help feeling palpitations. Her physical strength was not as good as it was outside the dream, so she had to put him down after barely moving him to the corridor. After such a torment, Yu Yuan finally came back to his senses; he opened his eyes and asked in a low voice: "...How is it?"

"I think it's all over," Lin Sanjiu answered him, not feeling very sure himself. She glanced at his wrist and said: "I killed Mayor Aoye, and the words you gave me are gone... It may take a while before we can get out of the dream script."

Yu Yuan slowly moved his eyes, as if it was difficult to even blink, and cast his gaze behind her. After half a second, he breathed out softly: "He's not dead."

"What?"

"He just... one of his feet trembled."

Lin Sanjiu stood up in a hurry, turned around and picked up the empty rifle, carrying it a few steps towards Mayor Aoye; he was still lying face down on the ground, but it was not until she used the muzzle of the gun to kill him He turned half over and realized that he was wearing a body armor under his coat.

No wonder he looked confident just now - even though the bulletproof vest couldn't withstand the intense gunfire, it still managed to give him a breath of air.

"Do we have to kill him so that we can get out of the dream script?" Lin Sanjiu turned the gun around, put the **** of the gun against his head, and asked Yu Yuan in a loud voice.

"No...no." Yu Yuan tried his best to say, but his voice was still weak. "He's passed out now and has no consciousness. No...it's not his fault...don't touch him yet."

"Why?"

"Lest, lest our dream script... fluctuate." During the time he said this, he gasped several times.

When Lin Sanjiu wanted to pick him up again, she happened to see his broken right arm, hanging limply on the ground. She glanced at his wrist and couldn't help being surprised: "Your handwriting has changed."

"What?" Yu Yuan was obviously stunned.

"The word on your wrist...is no longer 'push hand'," she said with confusion, "it has become...'straw'. What does this mean?"

Yu Yuan was stunned and seemed to be confused.

"After defeating him, the dream script is not over yet?" He glanced at Mayor Aoye in the distance and frowned: "Help me out first... go out and have a look."

The two of them moved down the stairs little by little with great difficulty, and finally returned to the lobby on the first floor. Lin Sanjiu was afraid that there were still policemen outside, so after putting Yu Yuan down, he ran back and found his gun; there were still a lot of bullets in his gun, which could at least support them for a while.

She held the gun, slowly opened a crack in the door, and glanced around along the crack.

While they were fighting just now, some time must have passed in Peanut Town. All the fires set by the two men have been extinguished, and even the black smoke has dispersed; only pieces of the building, blackened by the fire, stand silently in the morning light. It seems that the power grid has never been repaired since it was burned down. Broken wires are scattered on the ground, rattling in the wind.

The town seemed to have fallen into ruin overnight.

Blood stains and garbage were scattered on the street. Looking around, the buildings were very dirty. The door handles of many red brick buildings were **** with broken wires, and eight out of ten windows upstairs had their frames removed. Lin Sanjiu just set fire to a street, but Peanut Town seemed to have experienced a war and looting.

When she was about to turn around and call Yu Yuan, her eyes moved and she caught the shadow of the first living person. When the man came into her field of vision carefully and furtively, she couldn't help but open her eyes wide: the man was still wearing a peanut-haired shirt, but it was yellow and torn with sweat, and the color He has long lost his vivid appearance; he is no longer as fat as a walrus as before. The cheekbones on both sides are high and he looks a bit skinny.

"What's wrong?" Yu Yuan asked angrily from behind.

"It seems like a long time has passed outside." She leaned against the door and whispered: "Those residents... have actually lost weight."

All the supplies and rations for the residents of Peanut Town were pulled directly out of the air by Mayor Aoye; once there are no Heishan and Mayor Aoye, it seems that this group of people who have no ability to survive will suddenly The son was thrown into famine.

The thin man wearing an old gray shirt outside squatted carefully at the foot of the power grid, staring unblinkingly at a ditch under the power grid; judging from his appearance, he seemed to be waiting for a creature like a mouse to pass by.

Above his head, a broken picture of Montenegro was hung by a corner of the wire, fluttering in the air, making a rustling sound. The thin man looked up, pulled off the picture, crumpled it into a ball and threw it away.

Lingshan, which is said to have "lasted for thousands of years" and is the "spiritual totem of the townspeople", seems to be unable to stir up any fluctuations in him now.

"Now that there is no Black Mountain, they should be free." Lin Sanjiu sighed softly - freedom does not necessarily mean wealth and abundance, and the freedom of poverty is still freedom. She had no intention of restoring Peanut Town to its original state, but she couldn't help but wonder: "Why isn't my dream script over yet? Now I've added your 'straw'..."

Yu Yuan was silent. He didn't know whether he had no strength to speak or he didn't have an answer.

Lin Sanjiu stuck the gun on his belt and lifted him up with all his strength. Although this was a dream, she still wanted to find some medical treatment for him as much as possible; she walked half-supported and half-carried for a while, only to hear Yu Yuan suddenly whisper in a daze: "Heart."

"What?"

"Aoye said that they have no heart..." Yu Yuan said angrily, "You gave them freedom, it's true...but I doubt...it's very possible that your battle just now was just to fulfill my dream. That part of the plot line..."

In other words, the so-called "fighting Mayor Aoye and giving freedom to the people of Peanut Town" may actually be Yu Yuan's plot line? Is she just playing a role in the other party's plot line?

"You dreamed about these heartless people..." The weight of Yu Yuan's body rested on Lin Sanjiu, and his body temperature was worryingly low. "Maybe... your plot line should be based on this."

Does she have to transplant a heart to everyone in this town?

Lin Sanjiu thought about it for a while, but couldn't think of a reason; seeing Yu Yuan's face getting worse and worse, she simply didn't think about it, and just carefully laid him flat on the side of the sidewalk, planning to go to the residential building to ask for it for him. A bowl of water. As soon as Yu Yuan lay down, he quickly closed his eyes, not knowing whether he passed out or fell asleep.

She pushed the door open and entered the dark corridor. After walking about ten steps, she suddenly turned around and rushed out of the door.

She came out at just the right time - several sallow-looking residents of Peanut Town scattered around Yu Yuan like a swarm of flies landing on carrion; they all seemed to have caught a glimpse of her waist gun, no one said a word, turned around and ran away.

Lin Sanjiu had no time to catch up, so he hurriedly walked over to Yu Yuan and took a look. He found that his face and body had been cut with wounds on his skin and flesh, and blood was dripping from the wounds. His blood oozed out - she was shocked~IndoMTL.com~ and hurriedly helped him up. After a few seconds, Yu Yuan suddenly took a breath of cold air and opened his eyes again.

He frowned and inhaled hissingly in pain: "What, what's going on...?"

Lin Sanjiu opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer him.

Should she say that those people seemed to want to have a party on him just now? Or was it fun for them to slash him with a knife?

Which answer is more normal?

"Yu Yuan," she hugged the young man with one hand and held the gun tightly with the other. "I suddenly thought of a way that might end our dream... Can you hold on for a while?"

"What...what?"

"They don't have hearts, but I think it's impossible for me to install hearts into their chests one by one." The more Lin Sanjiu thought about it, the more it made sense. As he spoke, he glanced around the street. A few laps. She pretended not to see the gray faces in the corner, and just asked softly: "Since you can give me a word, can you also give them one? 'Heart', can you give it to them?"