Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 834: The rich man who rummaged through the trash

After Lin Sanjiu evolved, she had destroyed countless buildings with her own hands, but when it came to rebuilding, this was her first time.

…and rebuilding was far more difficult than she imagined.

Especially during this process, she discovered that the effect of [the power of description] also had a time limit; every thirty minutes, she had to describe the room again to prevent it from returning to ruins. Fortunately, there seemed to be no restrictions on the use of this item, and she didn't have to wait for it to cool down. In other words, would it be okay to use it to describe a spaceship?

If Yu Yuan was still alive, he could drive away exodus...

"Are you just going to go around in circles like this?" Teacher Yi spoke for an unknown number of times, "You laid half of the floor and erected two walls...and then what?"

"Good question." Lin Sanjiu stopped at the corner between two walls and rubbed his still aching scalp: "...let me think about it."

Now, this simple and empty room is like a half-finished model.

It had no ceiling and two walls; the other half of the room was almost swallowed up by nature, and she couldn't figure out where the door was because she wasn't sure where it ended.

But...even if we find the location of the gate, can we really get out?

She stood on the floor in a daze for a while, her brows furrowing tighter and tighter. After clearing away the weeds and vines and paving more than half of the floor in the room, the old clutter in the room that had been corroded by time naturally emerged and was exposed to her gaze one by one.

Even after all this time, it's amazing how much trash there is.

"What is this room used for?" She muttered, "There is not a single piece of furniture, and the area is so big..."

Lin Sanjiu reached out and pulled a few times, pushing aside a few long wooden boards and rusty iron bars - these two items seemed to be the most numerous, scattered all over the floor - As several screws rolled to the ground, she pulled out a plastic bag from under a large piece of broken wall tiles. She shook, and a choking dust suddenly stirred up, and something fell to the ground with a plop.

...That's a roll of clothes.

Even though they have been eroded by time and wear for so long, Lin Sanjiu can still recognize them at a glance. These sweatshirts were once brand new. There are five or six pieces of the same style; each piece is the same size and neatly bundled with plastic ropes, looking like a clothing dealer's inventory.

"Congratulations on unlocking prompt two," the copy's voice suddenly rang, as if it had been waiting for this moment: "Look for clues from the debris."

Compared with the sound he made when he pulled her hair just now, it was completely the difference between a recording and a madman.

Recordings and madmen?

Her subconscious metaphor made her feel something. This copy...could it be said that it is possible...

"Look for clues first," Teacher Yi interrupted her thoughts: "It won't be too late to think about the rest after they are out!"

Lin Sanjiu sighed, threw away the clothes in his hands, and walked towards the garbage on the ground. I don’t know if it’s because I unlocked the second prompt, but there seems to be more garbage.

When she threw the last screw to the ground, her body and face were covered with dirt. After digging through garbage for several hours under the noon sun, the dust on my body was all sticky with sweat, and there was a thick layer with a trace of black streaks.

“I don’t know why I bought exodus,” she sat down with a grunt, “So what if there is a spaceship? Am I not here to dig through the trash?”

"I am the guidance teacher of the Consciousness School, and I am also helping you count the garbage." Teacher Yi muttered.

"Speaking of which, how are your statistics going?"

Teacher Yi muttered, and the statistical results emerged in her mind one by one.

Boards and plank fragments: 79 pieces, varying in size but similar in texture. Judging from the several complete wooden boards, they should all be rectangular boards with uniform specifications and uniform uses.

Iron frames and iron bars: unknown quantity. Some of the iron bars and frames have holes in them that seem to allow screws to be used to create a larger frame.

Screws: This is meaningless even if you count the numbers. See the usage above.

"You only counted three things, so it's obvious that you are too lazy to count." Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but say.

"Nonsense, there are so many bits and pieces of garbage, and it's so dirty, it makes me upset!" Teacher Yi immediately lost his temper: "Besides, these are your own deepest thoughts."

"...you continue."

Clothes: 25 pieces, five pieces in a bundle. Each bundle is brand new clothing in the same size, never opened, and still has the tags.

Broken glass: five or six pieces, each piece is not small. The glass shards are long gone.

A push-type handle with a fully painted surface. Judging from the size, it should be on a window.

"Are you still listening?" Teacher Yi suddenly stopped.

Lin Sanjiu looked at the wooden board and an iron piece in his hand, said "hmm" absently, and murmured: "I think... I know what this room is for."

After racking his brains for a few minutes to describe it, this half-finished room was no longer empty - rows of iron shelves stood neatly on the cement floor~IndoMTL.com~, blocking most of the sunlight. The light is divided into long fingers, passing between the iron racks, illuminating the goods on each layer of wooden boards; clothes wrapped in plastic are silently stacked in the shadows of each layer of shelves. .

"...A place like this is really a warehouse." Lin Sanjiu took a long breath, "And it's a clothing warehouse."

Oddly enough, an item card that specifically emphasizes the power of description contains very little description of the item itself—especially information about usage restrictions. There are many subtle limitations that can only be felt when using them: for example, although she guessed that the wooden boards and iron bars may be part of the shelves, these junk-like debris alone are not enough "factual basis" ".

She had to do it herself, reluctantly pieced together the shape of an iron frame, and put up a few wooden boards that were rotten and infested with insects, and finally used the [power of description] to make them stand on their feet again. , a new look - but to be honest, since she has put up the shelves, what difference does it make whether they are new or old, more or less?

"Just practice,"

Lin Sanjiu said softly. As she walked between the shelves, she lightly traced her fingers over the goods, casting long shadows on the concrete floor. This means that the sun has passed the center of the sky and is tilting toward the west. Five or six hours passed by in a flash, and the little progress she made didn't seem to help her departure at all.

"Go on, are there any other sundries?"

Teacher Yi was silent for half a second and suddenly said: "Among the debris, you just found some gray-white fragments. I kept thinking about them for some reason, so I just called up the images of those fragments. Checked it carefully."