Doomsday Wonderland: Seven hundred and ninety-one

Without the head, the thin torso in front of me seems difficult to associate with "human beings"; even if it moves its legs again and waddles away - after missing a head , Mim's body seems to be readjusting to its own weight and balance.

Lin Sanjiu stared at him as he gradually walked away, and suddenly rubbed his eyes - I wonder if she had seen it wrong. Mim seemed to have crossed a large distance in the blink of an eye and disappeared from behind the container. .

"The hippocampus not only plays a role in our memory," before she could clear up the doubts in her mind, Sibaan spoke in a low voice, "it also helps us with spatial orientation and direction cognition. You Are you starting to feel spatially dislocated?"

In the recording on the tape, Lin Sanjiu did not mention the hippocampus; presumably this was a result he deduced again and again after mastering the situation again and again.

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of gunfire suddenly sounded from behind, severely tearing the silence. Along with the Queen Mother's scream, the earth rumbled and shook again; the fire kept shining in the earth cavity, causing the surrounding light and shadow to shake, and the light and darkness were uncertain.

"You too?"

"I was dazzled for a moment just now, and soon returned to normal. I think the damage to our hippocampus was not too severe."

"This can't go on like this," Lin Sanjiu hurriedly stabilized his body and said while gesturing to the painter to draw the battle situation behind him again. "What if Mim is sucked in again, but we can't even grasp the spatial orientation accurately. , when the time comes——"

At this time, I must not be harmed!

The queen's voice rang loudly in her brain, interrupting the second half of her sentence. When is this time? Lin Sanjiu just had this doubt, but then her memory went blank again.

When her memory came back again, Sibaan suddenly patted her shoulder and pointed to the half-sided canvas in front of her.

Under the gunfire of a headless figure, the huge dark red brain retreated a long distance; its shell opened a crack, and pieces of purple and black crawled out from it. Chang Chong - After listening carefully, the "rustling" sound of friction was rising from the distance like a tide.

"Strange," Sibaan whispered, "Why did you let them out?"

Lin Sanjiu was startled, then understood his doubts. Those purple-black long worms are dangerous to living people, but there is nothing they can do to a corpse that has lost its head - even if the body is drained by them, a remotely controlled puppet can still continue to operate guns.

The sound of gunshots shook the eardrums, and the firelight shook the vision, never stopping for a moment; obviously, those purple-black long worms did not have any impact on Mim. However, the rustling crawling sound became louder and clearer, and it sounded like it was everywhere - she raised her head and glanced, and immediately shouted: "They are not going for Mim!"

Whether it is on the canvas or in reality before our eyes, the squirming purple-black tides are rapidly spreading from the inner wall of the earthen cavity; in the blink of an eye, the earthen cavity is transformed by The bottom and top were painted purple and black, as if a wall had been spray-painted.

"They are climbing up, and their targets may be those on the ground whose brains have not yet been absorbed." Siba'an raised his head and murmured: "But why is the Queen Mother eager to replenish nutrients at this time?"

It is currently being attacked like a storm. Judging from the canvas, its body is already scarred, and even its outer shell has been broken and fallen off a lot; after all, the Queen Mother's priority should be to deal with them. That's right with Mim.

"No matter why," Lin Sanjiu immediately called out [Tornado Whip], "We must stop these bugs!"

Amidst the harsh whistling of the sharp wind, countless clods of dust, along with pieces of purple-black long worms, were swept into the air and fell in clusters. Before the long worms hit the ground, several silvery half-moon-shaped rays of light rose into the sky, symphonically cutting across each other like giant scythes; where the light passed, fine powder-like meat residue was like thick fog. They also threw themselves on the ground.

Even if they lost their memory in the process, the two did not stop attacking: even if one of them was in a daze and couldn't figure out what was going on, as long as he saw the other person's fighting, he already knew Reason enough to join the fray.

With their joint efforts, the purple-black insect tide could hardly gain a foothold on the soil wall, and fell off in waves, revealing the color of the soil again.

Nutrition, my nourishment!

The Queen Mother's oppressive voice seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, silently shaking the two people's spirits, and even making people's heads hurt.

I must not be interrupted at a critical moment!

The roar was so severe that it almost broke Lin Sanjiu's nerves - many golden stars flashed in front of her eyes, and it took several seconds before they finally dissipated; she shook her head, raised her eyes, and her eyes just fell. On the painter.

This special humanoid object cannot speak. At this time, Zheng used both hands to draw a picture in front of his chest. He did not know how long he maintained this posture. Lin Sanjiu swept across the painting and then turned it back.

"Look," she whispered, "the Queen Mother in the painting...is there something extra on her body?"

On the canvas, at the foot of Mim's headless body, there was now a thick layer of purple-black insect corpses - it seemed that the Queen Mother had also attacked him just now. Mim switched to another weapon, and the gunfire was like countless sharp teeth, chewing up a large piece of dark red brain shell into pieces; but what really caught her eyes were the several thin hairs on the top of the Queen's head. long white strip.

She glanced at the previous painting. In the canvas laid flat on the ground, there are no white thin strips on the Queen's body at all.

The thin white strips are in pairs, with a total of about four or five pairs. It is not clear from the picture what they are. It can only be seen that they stretch upward from all angles, except that they avoid facing the front. Meme in that direction.

"What is that thing?" she asked in a low voice, "It looks like it is trying to stretch up?"

The Queen Mother just said "critical moment" - what critical moment is it now? What does it have to do with these long white strips?

When both of them had doubts, the brogue gradually became quiet. Except for some sporadically crawling into the dome, the purple-black long worms have been almost wiped out by them; for some reason, the mother queen did not collect the insect corpses, allowing them to spread on the ground to form a thick, sticky swamp of flesh. .

In the last few moments of Mim's life as a puppet, he was still firing gunfire at the Queen again and again; the weapon he used now required constant reloading of shells, so the sound of gunfire came every once in a while. It would stop for a few seconds, then echo alone again.

The roar rippled far away in the dialect, and for a moment, it seemed that only the headless boy was still fighting relentlessly.

Once the [Pygmalion Collar] expires, he will completely meet his end and collapse again, turning into a corpse.

"Why didn't it move at all?" Sibaan asked with a tight frown.

"I always feel like this has happened once," Lin Sanjiu replied, rubbing her temples, "This not-so-good feeling... is very familiar."

"Ask your painter to draw another one to see what is happening behind us now."

The painter soon handed in another painting. He probably saw that his master was getting along well with Sibaan, and he had already taken the initiative to obey his orders without Lin Sanjiu opening his mouth. However, in this painting, except for the thin white strips that stretched longer, and the female The king moved back a little further, not much different from the previous one.

After several pauses, Mim’s gunfire never sounded again. Siba'an looked stunned and didn't say anything. He just turned his head and fell into silence while looking at the screen.

Lin Sanjiu swallowed her throat, which was so dry that it was almost smoking. It had only been half a day since they came to Shambhala, but it felt as if they had spent half a lifetime. When she hurriedly reloaded the tape before her memory faded, At that moment, she suddenly raised her head and listened for a while.

From above the brogue, there seemed to be a vague, rhythmic low sound.

She looked back at Sibaan. The blond man was still staring at the canvas, perhaps too focused to hear. Lin Sanjiu slowly stood up straight, called out [Tornado Whip] and held it in his hand, staring at the faint darkness in front of Tuqiang.

The first face that emerged from the darkness had dull eyes and a pale complexion. His mandible has been melted away by purple-black long worms, and his face, mouth and muscles are all hanging loosely under his cheekbones, swaying with his footsteps.

Even though half of his face had lost its shape, Lin Sanjiu still recognized him. It was a member of the arsenal she had seen once before in an Airbus. She also knew the person following him, it was the female singer who once sucked Sibaan's finger - she was still wearing that shiny silk satin dress. Just like that, one blank face after another emerged from the darkness one after another, and walked into the brogue in a long line.

The people lying on the ground were all summoned at this time.

"Sbaan," she couldn't help shouting - as soon as she turned her head, the blond man suddenly interrupted her: "I understand!"

"What?"

"I understand that the Queen Mother is at a critical moment, and I also understand why these people are here." He glanced at the long line of people walking towards him, and his tone was urgent and fast, "I'm going to do it right away. You have lost your memory, you must remember what I said and record it!"

Lin Sanjiu hurriedly grabbed the recorder~IndoMTL.com~ and pressed the record button. He immediately continued: "The biggest goal of the Queen Mother is to connect with her body-that is, this planet. Then As a brain, how can it be connected to the body?"

Sibaan squatted down and tapped the thin white strip on the canvas: "Like us, the answer is to rely on nerves!"

Lin Sanjiu took a breath involuntarily.

No wonder the Mother Queen is not in a hurry to deal with Mim. The damage Mim can do to it is limited. It would rather endure a slight injury and save all its energy for nerve growth. As long as they are connected to the planet, the two of them may not survive a single breath - no matter how outstanding the evolution is, they cannot withstand being buried alive by tens of millions of tons of soil.

"The long purple-black worms just now were probably sent out by the Mother Queen to absorb the brains of these people, but they were dispersed by us. In order to use their nutrients and grow nerves as quickly as possible, the Mother Queen summoned them all Come down." Siba'an spoke quickly, but every word was clear: "The next step is the key - I have a way to get rid of the Queen Mother in one fell swoop." Ah, finally another chapter! I have to get on the plane again at six o'clock tomorrow morning. It's really a hassle... Ah, Mr. Asakusa Hikari, your euphemistic but substantial reminder of the Heshi Bi reward really scares me! Let me think about it, don't remind me, you want the little love theater of Carrot and 39! Yes or no! Thank you for the commitment of Xiao Er, Xiao Jingdi, Gu Mu Qian and Blue Sea. Little kkk, Fu Jin in Bombay, Xiao Jing Chou Yun Gai, I Will Always Stand Ayun 39 (…), Temptation in Paris, Wan Jian, Yun Na Soda, Lin 39’s Lin, The Big Devil of Balls, From Where and Where? Go, Ying Mei, God Save Me, Shui Bing 1999, Waste Paper, Qiao Chuan of Chiyo, etc. Everyone’s rewards and monthly votes!