Doomsday Wonderland: Seven hundred and eighty-eight

What happened?

Sba'an had already turned around when Lin Sanjiu's words came out; he did not look up immediately, but his speed was too fast. When her words fell, he had already It turned into a shadow and flashed past Lin Sanjiu.

"Sbaan!"

She shouted urgently - her voice drifted hollowly in the brogue, but she received no response. She raised her ears, but couldn't hear anything clearly; the strong air currents continued to surge towards the distant canvas, and the harsh and sharp wind was occasionally mixed with the muffled sound of something huge shaking the earth. In the vibrations of "bang" and "bang", Sba'an seemed to disappear, and no sound was heard again.

Lin Sanjiu half-twisted her body and froze in place for a moment. She almost rushed out with him just now, but she stopped herself subconsciously - even though she couldn't remember the reason at all.

"Teacher Yi? Do you know what happened?" She asked in her mind, but the situation did not change: she could feel what Teacher Yi was saying, but she couldn't hear a word clearly.

After a few seconds, she suddenly felt that her [No coincidence was not a book] was opened.

This is probably the only connection left between her and Teacher Yi.

"Sba'an?" She hesitated for a moment and then called again. The rumble of the trembling earth immediately drowned out her voice, leaving almost no echo.

He rushed towards the thing behind him, and then fell silent; from this point of view, no matter what happened to Sibaan, it was inseparable from that thing.

Isn’t that the one behind them... isn’t that the one...

She closed her eyes tightly, but when she opened them, she couldn't help but reveal a confused look.

Strange, what is behind them?

Lin Sanjiu was very sure that she knew the answer just now, but she forgot about it in the blink of an eye. Everything was painted on the canvas in the distance, but the thing behind him was not there. She glanced at the painter. The special humanoid object was holding a paintbrush, staring at her blankly, still not saying a word as before - he seemed to be unable to speak.

The answer lies behind you. She hesitated for a moment, then finally gritted her teeth and twisted her body violently.

... What fell into her field of vision was a dark blue shrouded in shadow, humming and trembling along with the earth.

Lin Sanjiu was stunned and realized that this was the container she used to store red crystals. The container blocked her view so high that she still didn't see the thing behind her.

"Strange, why did I take out this container?"

For some reason, the first thing she saw was not the thing behind her, which made her sigh in relief. But she couldn't stop there, she had to follow Siba'an to see what was going on behind the container - she had to summon up her courage again and force herself to take a step towards the edge of the container.

"Sbaan!" She couldn't help shouting again, and the sound made her ears feel numb. "Where are you? Are you okay? Can you hear me?"

The trembling sound of the earth was still filling her ears. She thought about it, turned back and waved her hand to the painter, indicating that he would put the canvas away for a while. The painter blinked, finally understood what she meant, and hurriedly rolled up the canvas.

The sound of the wind suddenly stopped, the things behind the container stopped struggling, and the earthen cavity became silent again. She stood behind the container and called Sibaan a few more times, but all she heard was still her lonely scream, echoing in circles in the brogue.

There is no other way.

She put her hand on the container, intending to card it again. Once the container was put away, Sibaan and the thing behind it would all fall into her eyes - no matter what, the idea of ​​"putting it away" finally came to her mind smoothly, at least she didn't have to. You have to fight with yourself to take action.

...Eh? Why is she fighting against herself?

Lin Sanjiu was confused for a moment, and her hand on the container paused.

To be honest, she can’t even remember why she appeared in this brogue... This is underground, right? How did she and Sibaan get here?

This short half-second of confusion allowed her to capture a subtle sound. If her movements had been more agile, she might have missed that rustling, slight rustling sound forever - Lin Sanjiu was stunned and quickly raised her voice: "Is that you, Siba'an?"

"Don't..."

A hoarse, low, almost inaudible voice floated in the air. The sound was no louder than a crawling insect, but it was still recognizable as a human voice.

"Don't, don't come out..." The young, shrill voice said vaguely.

Lin Sanjiu frowned, and then realized that the person speaking was not Sibaan.

"Who are you?"

"M...Mim."

"Who is Mim?" She tilted her head in the shadow behind the container, "Do I know you?"

"You, you forgot?" There was silence outside for a while, and then the boy's voice trembled, "Have you forgotten everything? Could it be that sir...sir also...?"

"Sir, you mean Siba'an?" Lin Sanjiu realized that she had forgotten many things, but fortunately her mind was still clear, "So, are you a member of the arsenal?"

There was another rustling noise outside, getting closer and closer to her. Lin Sanjiu was on guard, holding the [Tornado Whip] card tightly in one hand.

"I am," the boy's voice rang close to the container, "No...no time, you...you have to believe me..."

No time?

Lin Sanjiu felt like a newcomer who had just arrived and could not understand anything. Just when she was confused, the shadow that kept making rustling noises finally slowly revealed a pair of dirty hands from behind the box.

The boy was originally born with an ugly appearance. In addition, he had been crawling on the ground on his two forearms. At this time, his body was covered with mud and mucus, which made him look even more miserable. When Lin Sanjiu saw him at first sight, she immediately felt that he looked very familiar; she hurriedly knelt down and tried to help the boy up: "Mim? What's wrong with you?"

"I was... wrapped in those things and fell from above..." His face turned pale and his breathing was weak: "It seems that I broke my waist... If I hadn't heard you calling the officer's name, I might have I completely passed out...but my two legs are probably useless."

Lin Sanjiu raised his head and looked at the tall top of the brogue, feeling that he vaguely remembered something, but the thought disappeared in a flash.

"No, no time to talk about me," Mim grabbed her wrist with his backhand, his tone and breathing became rapid: "You must hurry up and save the chief!"

"What's wrong with Sbaan?"

"As soon as he saw the brain, he suddenly stopped moving." The boy gasped, as if he was suffering from severe pain: "The brain just now was pulled by some unknown force... It has been struggling... ...If I hadn't happened to be hiding in a ditch on the ground, I would have been crushed to death by it. But just now...the wind stopped, and so did the brain. Now, sir..."

He coughed a few times~IndoMTL.com~ and his face turned pale with anxiety: "Now the commander is only a few hundred meters away from it, I don't know what the brain will do to him after it slows down... Go and bring him back quickly!"

Lin Sanjiu looked at him blankly and found that in this short sentence, she had forgotten the same word three or four times - "brain". Every time, she suddenly remembered it when Mim mentioned the word again; but as soon as the word ended, she forgot it again.

Whatever happened to that thing, it was clear that her memory of it was severely affected.

"I can't remember," she said hurriedly. "As soon as you finished speaking, I forgot what you said. I only remember that there was something behind it... You want me to save Sibaan, right?" Then, I just rush out like this?"

Mim was stunned.

"Didn't I just say that?" he said hurriedly. Due to the lack of breath, he almost couldn't hear the next few words. "...I know, let's do this, I have an idea! Do you have a towel and something that can record?"

Lin Sanjiu happens to have both.

She had to wash out some of the ability descriptions on the tape to make enough space for herself to record a sentence on the [recorder] sentence by sentence. Mim quickly wrapped a towel around her eyes, then grabbed the [recorder] and climbed onto her back with Lin Sanjiu's help.

"Fortunately," the boy said brokenly, putting the tape recorder on her shoulder. "It's just a brain, not any other organ. It seems to have no body... and a brain without a body poses the least threat."

Lin Sanjiu has never fought in this way: she is carrying a person and a tape recorder on her back, can't see anything in front of her, can't remember anything in her mind, and most importantly, she can't afford to fight at all idea.