Doomsday Wonderland: Two thousand two hundred and eighty-one
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"Will the dead body steward... also be marked as 'meeting an old friend in a foreign land'?"
Lin Sanjiu frowned and stuffed the human being back into the "seed" - it obviously didn't have a single trace on its body and face, but it didn't know how to express the emotion of "disappointment" ; Thinking about it, it seems that this is the first time in recent times that after being called out, it went back in vain.
Ji Shanqing is not sure either. He stood on tiptoes, refusing to get close to the dry and shrunken brown-black humanoid skin, and murmured: "It should be possible, right? Even if it's a corpse, if it's relevant, it's still relevant..."
"Who did it?" Qingjiuru looked at the body steward up and down and said, "It seems to have taken a long time. Did the body be used as a scarecrow, or did he die after being made into a scarecrow? of?"
As soon as he turned his head, Yuan Xiangxi was already rustling through the grass and almost reached the "scarecrow". Upon seeing this, Qingjiureu shouted: "Be careful! Are you?" Are you happy to see this fellow villager?"
Yuan Xiangxi turned his head and glared angrily. "I am a ghost and he is a corpse. These two are not the same thing. Why are we just fellow villagers——"
With a low, sharp, hoarse inhalation, the "scarecrow's" head suddenly shook, and the dark, half-open mouth seemed to open and close, slightly closing in the middle. Yuan Xiangxi suddenly jumped up on the spot and exclaimed involuntarily: "Ah! He, he is still alive?"
"Come here quickly," Lin Sanjiu didn't neglect for a moment. She had already rushed to his side and pulled him away from the "scarecrow".
When Yuan Xiangxi ran back to the car, one step at a time, she squinted and took a closer look. The "scarecrow" wore a rag hat faded by the sun, covering half of his face; the lip skin surrounding the hole in his mouth had shrunk to dark brown, making it almost impossible to tell where the face was. Where is the lip? It wasn't until it twitched slightly again that Lin Sanjiu realized that this "scarecrow" seemed to be planning to speak.
She took off her hat, revealing a pair of eyes half turned to the sky. All over the "Scarecrow", only these eyes are still vaguely alive, even though the black eyes have faded like the hat and hair, and are covered with a layer of rough and dry white.
It was these eyes covered with a layer of gray that moved very slightly towards Lin Sanjiu.
"It's really alive." Lin Sanjiu took two steps back and took a look. Only then did he realize that the wooden stick holding up the body butler was not an ordinary piece of wood. It looked a bit like it was in an activated state. Special items. "How is it possible...how long has this person been hanging here?"
His whole body looked like a dried jujube, dark and wrinkled. It was impossible for ordinary people - even evolutionaries - to become completely dehydrated and survive.
Although he came with the intention of killing someone, Lin Sanjiu was not in a hurry to take action when he saw him like this. Instead of calling out Renben, he instead called out a bottle of mineral water and tried to drink it. The body steward poured a few sips into his mouth.
"I have forgotten my original intention," Yuan Xiangxi stood behind the open car door and shook his head vigorously.
Not all the water flowed into the "scarecrow's" throat, but a lot of it slipped down the deep ravines in his face and disappeared. After pouring half of the bottle of water, Lin Sanjiu saw that the eyes could move a little wider and were already fixed on him, so he tightened the bottle cap.
"Good...good person..." The body butler couldn't make a sound at all, and only the air flow could barely form words. "Save me..."
"How long have you been hanging here?" Lin Sanjiu asked after putting away the water bottle.
"Six...more than six hundred days..." Unexpectedly, the "Scarecrow"'s answer was quite accurate.
"You look like a mummy, how come you still have one life left?" Lin Sanjiu asked, "Do you even know how many days have passed?"
The "Scarecrow"'s eyes rolled slightly, as if even the softest skylight made him uncomfortable without his hat. "I...can...ability..."
Lin Sanjiu nodded indifferently. When Oasis is looking for "identity", he likes people with rare and weird abilities the most, because the more cunning his abilities are, the more difficult he will be to guard against.
"I think it's a suspended animation ability," Ji Shanqing also came closer, as if looking at exhibits in a museum, walked around the "body butler" twice, and said, "It can make people Even in the most unsuitable conditions for survival, you can persist for a long time...right? You can survive until now by relying on the occasional rain."
The "Scarecrow"'s eyes moved, but he didn't speak, as if he acquiesced.
"This can also explain why Oasis didn't realize that he had a body butler who was made into a scarecrow." Qingjiuru said thoughtfully, "More than six hundred days ago, he had not started to plant seeds on the body butler. Set up a defense mechanism and let him automatically descend from the gods..."
At that time, Lin Sanjiu didn’t even know about the human farm—no, even Fanjia City.
"Scarecrow" may be because he has never had any connection with Ousias. After hearing these words, there is nothing strange on his face. Of course, it was hard to see any expression on his face that looked like dried jujubes - he obviously didn't understand a word of the conversation, and made a muddy and weak "huh?" sound.
"Wait," Lin Sanjiu suddenly said, "More than six hundred days? Then why is he still here?"
It’s been over six hundred days, and it’s long past time to encounter a teleportation. Even if it’s because of the big flood, teleportation has become less stable and regular. It’s hard to hold on for such a long time without even encountering a teleportation or a big flood. If not, it's really a rare example. What's more, the longer the time back, the closer the transmission becomes to a regular pattern... Wait, who else is here?
Lin Sanjiu frowned.
She had just heard someone talk about it not long ago, but there was no example of teleportation...
"Zhang Peng," Ji Shanqing said coldly, as if he heard his sister's thoughts.
Lin Sanjiu suddenly raised his head.
Although Zhang Peng is not a body steward, he still has a deep relationship with Ousias - the old woman specifically asked him to stay to eliminate any possibility that others would discover Ousias.
Of course there are examples of cases that have not been transmitted for a long time, such as the "Great Flood Service Provider"; but there is a reason why the "Great Flood Service Provider" is not transmitted. Is it just a coincidence that Zhang Peng and this body steward are just coincidences? ?
"I..."
The "Scarecrow" finally wrinkled his lips and spoke again. "Save me... I'll teach you... don't spread it..."
"Do you have a way not to teleport?" Qingjiuru guessed, "You will tell us after we save you~IndoMTL.com~?"
"...Yes."
"You're just lucky. Who can think of a way not to teleport?" Yuan Xiangxi cooperated very well and immediately said something irritating, but he quickly went off topic. "No, it looks like you were unlucky and didn't wait for the teleportation."
"No...no." The body manager's furrowed skin could actually be tightened a little tighter, "I was like this...for more than a year..."
"Never teleported?" Ji Shanqing completed the second half of the sentence, "Before you were hung up, you didn't teleport for more than a year and more than 600 days?"
"...Yes."
The few people looked at each other, and Lin Sanjiu raised her chin in the direction of the car. The puppet master never came out of the temple, but that didn't mean they could miss him and talk quietly. Several people stood on the other side of the car, and Lin Sanjiu spoke first.
"The time period when he was not teleported is the same as Zhang Peng." She looked at her friends and knew that they probably thought of the same place. "...Have they been vaccinated?"
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