Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 797: Days in Exodus

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Contrary to Lin Sanjiu's expectation, this period of dormancy turned out to be very peaceful, and more than two weeks passed without her realizing it.

The time she spent in Exodus was so comfortable and leisurely that it almost didn’t look like a doomsday world. She even slowly formed a fixed schedule: sitting down with Yu Yuan and Wo Yu every morning to have breakfast. , then went to the prison area to open [More cute, keep the colorful time] to sign Lollipop in, and inspect the house by the way. She would take a shower at noon, then sleep until night, and go to the black market to sign in late at night when no one was around.

She had to spend most of every day on the way to and from the check-in point; fortunately, the old captain became friends with her and met her late at night at her request, so after more than ten days , she never attracted anyone's attention.

She bought two male-looking [masks] and took turns wearing them in and out of the black market and wooden fish forums. She left more than ten messages to Sibaan, but received no reply; Lin Sanjiu had not worried at all that he might be in danger underground, presumably it was the Queen Mother who tripped his hands and feet.

As for the notice she sent out to look for her friends, there was no news as if it had disappeared into the sea.

"There are five kinds of breakfast today," Sarais' soft voice called her attention back, "Executive, which ones do you want?"

"Why did you call me the manager?" Lin Sanjiu chose a plate of cut fruits, a plate of scrambled eggs and a cup of coffee on the virtual screen; when the long silver table opened to both sides, several breakfasts were served together. She asked casually as she came up.

"Because you are the manager of Exodus." Saras, who has always been sensitive, said nonsense this time - maybe because her question was not very smart.

Yu Yuan raised his head and glanced at the ceiling.

Half of the food supplies given to her in the gift package went into Exodus's food bank, and when they came out, they became three meals a day on their table. Lin Sanjiu picked up a piece of cantaloupe and watched Woyu stuff his fleshy cheeks with fried meat and egg pancakes.

If only the rabbits were here, they would love Exodus.

"When you signed for the Olympics today," Woyu said as his two bulges rolled up and down, "I am so proud."

"What?"

"...I said, do me a favor." Woyu swallowed the egg pancake and said: "Our committee - well, I should say the past committee - also has a contact point near the black market. Central Station, Did you hear that? I’ll give you the key, and you can go take a look for me and get back the things our committee put in that contact point..."

When he said this, he looked a little sad and put down the knife and fork in his hand. "Now I'm the only one left on the committee...it's more or less a thought."

Speaking of which, she also has [Central Station Deposit Box Purchase Voucher No. 1210] with her, which is just in time to see what is inside the deposit box. Lin Sanjiu nodded and asked Yu Yuan, "Is there anything you need me to bring?"

Yu Yuan frowned and slowly put a mouthful of vegetable porridge into his mouth without saying a word.

If there is anything strange in these peaceful days, it must be this young man covered in tattoos. Ever since he entered Exodus, he would occasionally show a look of being distracted; once he slowly frowned, it meant he was deep in thought again, and sometimes he wouldn't even hear him even if he was called several times—— Only when Saras spoke, Yu Yuan was able to wake up and follow the female voice in the system, turning his eyes in circles.

"Ah?" Lin Sanjiu called him out of his wits, "Oh, no. Please pay attention to your safety."

Somehow, when she got off the plane that night and signed in at the black market, she still saw Yu Yuan's frowning expression in front of her eyes.

He obviously has something on his mind...perhaps he will speak out when the time is right.

Having put down this idea, Lin Sanjiu looked for Central Station on the map.

Contrary to Woyu’s understatement, the Central Station is actually quite far away from the black market. There were very few buses at night, and she had to wait for two or three hours before she finally got a bus with a bad temper. When she saw someone waiting for the bus, the bus rolled its eyes at her. The headlights of the car came out, and a deliberately loud sigh came from the engine: "It's two o'clock in the night, do you have nothing else to do except take the bus? Don't you have a girlfriend?"

The car was dark and there was no driver. Lin Sanjiu, along with a few other passengers, listened to the bus complain about the difficulty of taking the night bus all the way, the fact that the organization did not provide subsidies, and that its waist was not good, so it could not walk on bumpy roads... When it finally drove into the central Under the bright lights of the station, she discovered the words "Humanized shuttle bus with adjustable personality" hanging on the front of the bus. Under this line of words, a spinning pin was turned to the right end and stopped on a personality with a "negative attitude and full of complaints."

Like many buildings in Biluo Huangquan, the Central Station was also built after the apocalypse, full of the unconstrained creative styles of evolvers from all walks of life. In its light as bright as day, the criss-crossing tracks circled overhead like viaducts; vehicles that looked less like buses than the last were lined up on both sides of the station, surrounded by "someone" "Bus" signs were divided into many long queues in an orderly manner.

Lin Sanjiu stood in front of the huge station map, raised her neck and looked at it for a long time, and finally found a line of small words "Contact Point and Deposit Box Service" between the dense graphics and dotted lines. She had to hold down this line of text with one finger and then look for where she was at this time, because this map was so big and complicated that just a slight turn of her eyes would make her dizzy.

Honestly, this picture looks better than the station itself——

Before this idea could take shape, she heard a sneer coming from behind her. Lin Sanjiu looked back and saw a dark-skinned boy standing on a skateboard, smiling at her and raising his chin. "Ma'am," he was still very polite even though this was the end of the world, "if you didn't look at this picture, I'm afraid you would have found the storage box service point long ago."

"Huh?"

"There is an evolver who made this map just for fun and put it here to deceive people. We all in the twelve realms know it." He waved his hands as he spoke, and as soon as he kicked the ground, he slid out. : "The place you are looking for is behind the ghost train area!"

He was right. Although the Central Station occupies a vast area, its layout plan is very simple and clear. It only took Lin Sanjiu five minutes to find the "ghost train" area.

She had guessed what these words meant, but she did not expect that this place was indeed just a place where "ghost trains" came and went: any train that was damaged and could no longer run would be pulled to Here, through some unknown method, their "ghosts" were extracted from the scrapped steel. Trains that "died" and gained a second "life" used their translucent bodies to carry passengers one by one and disappeared into the night with them.

Lin Sanjiu looked at a ghost train that had just started, dumbfounded. Not far from her, a young passenger floated in the ghost train like a bug wrapped in amber, and then quickly disappeared.

"I'm surprised too..." A vague voice whispered from far behind her. For a moment, she subconsciously believed that someone was talking to her, but as soon as she turned around, she realized the reason for this illusion.

The speaker was far away from her, and his clothes were shaky like rags - it was the mop cloth that she had seen twice and sold her a check-in manual.

This place is far away from the Lost Dog Hotel, so Lin Sanjiu was a little surprised to meet him. Mopcloth was currently huddled together with two other men, standing in the shadow of the corridor, not knowing what they were talking about; she took a few steps closer and found that behind them was the door leading to the "Deposit Box and Contact Point Service" "Corridor.

A man wearing a hat glanced at her quickly, causing the other two to look at her as well. Fortunately, she was wearing a [mask] at this time, and the mop cloth did not recognize her; but they immediately stopped talking, and someone took out a few cigarettes and lit them lazily. It seemed that they were all keeping silent and waiting for her to leave. .

Lin Sanjiu thought for a while, squatted down, and fiddled with the shoelaces with her fingers. When those few people weren't paying attention, she quietly stuffed the [diary card] into the crack of the bricks, and then stood up.

To appear natural, she boarded the second ghost train.

The feeling of having her feet not touching the ground, as if she were wrapped in a giant jelly, was very strange. When she jumped off the train and ran back along the track, she even felt a little unfinished in her heart. The ghost train stations were spread far and wide, and when she returned to the central station, Mopbu and the others were no longer where they were; she hurriedly touched the stone tile floor where she had just stopped, and found that the [Diary Card] was still there~IndoMTL .com~ couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"... after all," the diary card started capturing the record when Moppo was halfway through his words, and actually called him "Mop" on the card: "I only sell news."

"This news is of little value," the man in the hat responded: "The last group of people disappeared completely, which shows that the woman is strong in combat and this order is risky."

"You should also know that if you find a hidden house, how much oil and water will be there." Judging from the records on the diary card, Mopbu is trying his best to persuade the other two: "She stepped on the sign. It is impossible to stay in that house for most of the day. It is equivalent to an undefended golden egg..."

Lin Sanjiu's eyes slowly moved to the next line of text.

"She is a fat sheep. She keeps her money in containers." Mopbu smacked his lips. "Others took some away, so she didn't lose much... Sigh, that committee was well named, but I didn't expect it to be full of useless guys. What do you think, will you vote for it?"

"Got it," another man responded, "Let's go tramping on the terrain for the next two days." Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.