Doomsday Wonderland

Ever since he entered the apartment, Lin Sanjiu had been struggling with one thought: Should he mimic the gift bag?

She thought about it several times and finally gave up. The main reason is that the gift bag is too timid and easily frightened. In addition, this apartment is too similar to the apartment in Starry Sky Amusement Park. If she rashly imitates the gift bag, she really can't tell what reaction she will have.

Lin Sanjiu, who had come to the conclusion on his own, felt as if he had one foot on a cliff when he held the door handle.

Why was it her turn to defeat the copy with her brains?

But now it was too late to mimic the gift package, and she had no time; after mimicking, she really couldn't afford the risk of being hesitant because she was timid and cautious.

At this moment, what she needs most is herself - determination and courage.

As soon as she closed her eyes, Lin Sanjiu opened the door.

She could hear almost nothing amidst the deafening heartbeat; even Teacher Yi's urgent prompt to count down the time seemed like an illusion that was about to be drowned.

"You're here,"

In her field of vision, which was so nervous that it was a little blurred, she felt that the face of the homeowner who came up to him lit up; the latter pressed his face against her shoulder and said almost sweetly: "That's great. I have something to tell you...Hey, where are you going?"

The other party didn't reach out, but let Lin Sanjiu pass her by - he didn't reach out to grab her, which was probably a good sign.

The question is, what about exports?

In the dimly lit apartment, she could see the living room at a glance; she hurried through the living room, first opened the curtains in the living room - only to find that outside was a balcony sealed by cement.

The second door that opened led to the bathroom, which was dark and narrow. The homeowner rushed over in a few steps, blocked her behind, and kept saying, "Look, this house is nice, and it even has a separate shower room... Do you want to consider living here?"

Lin Sanjiu did not dare to bump into the replica creature directly, for fear of being hugged by the opponent and delaying time, so she simply lowered her waist and dodged away from the house owner again. Her whole body was wrapped in consciousness, but her muscles were still so tight that they hurt; in her mind, Teacher Yi's voice said almost sharply: "One minute, only one minute at most!"

The next thing she pushed open were a master bedroom door and a secondary bedroom door. The contents of the two were similar. They were both a bed with a bedside table and a large wardrobe. When she exited the bedroom, the corridor was empty, with white walls on both sides, as if her mouth was tightly closed to suppress laughter, without any opening or gap.

Is it a window?

Lin Sanjiu remembered the words of the agent Xiao Xu, "The windows cannot lead to the outside world."

She had tried every door, and the windows didn't work, so where else could she find the wrong one? Isn't this the exit?

"Thirty seconds!" Teacher Yi sounded like he was about to cry.

Lin Sanjiu's mind went blank. She didn't know what she should do. She only knew that even if she turned back and went out now, it would be too late. All she could do was to stumble into the master bedroom and open the closet door - in the darkness, there were only the outlines of a group of clothes, as if Each one shows an upright figure, turning his head silently towards the person opening the cabinet door.

She pretended not to notice the shape of a racer-shaped vest gradually emerging from the hanger in the last corner, and slammed the closet door shut.

There's still a little bit of time left, and there's one last place to go.

There is also a wardrobe in the second bedroom.

"Don't leave," the homeowner only had time to gasp out four words before Lin Sanjiu bumped her away with his shoulder and rushed into the second bedroom. When she clenched the handle tightly, her knuckles looked particularly white against the dark wardrobe door. During the moment of pause, Lin Sanjiu thought about it, wondering what if what she saw was a row of I-shaped vests. ,What should she do.

"It's the last few seconds," Teacher Yi whispered, as if he was afraid of surprising someone.

Lin Sanjiu suddenly opened the closet door.

...The moonlight, only thirty minutes later, seemed like the dim fog of another world, floating quietly between heaven and earth.

When she took a step out of the door in a daze, her skin was touched by Liang Ye, which aroused a layer of goosebumps. Through the breathing mask, Lin Sanjiu couldn't smell the smell of the night; deep down in her heart, there was still a trace of doubt, wondering whether the scene in front of her was imitated by the photo, and she wanted to keep her in the copy forever.

With a bit of trance and fear, Lin Sanjiu stepped into the night and approached the shadow of the high wall - where, just like in the photo, there were McDonald's scattered on the floor.

The only difference was that between the paper bag fragments, lettuce and bread cubes, there lay the small stone she used to break the McDonald's paper bag - in the photo that was so clear that even the texture of the wall was clearly visible, except for the small stone. Got it.

It really came out, this was not an illusion... It wasn't until the moment she saw the little stone clearly that Lin Sanjiu breathed a long sigh of relief; every time after escaping from death, she would feel as if every pore of her skin was exploding. The small fireworks were lit, and a familiar, relaxing shiver ran through my body.

She touched her trouser pocket and found that the photo had disappeared at some point.

Somehow, there seemed to be an invisible pressure on her back, not from the weight of the oxygen bottle and protective clothing, but from something else... Lin Sanjiu slowly turned around.

On the small iron-gray square-shaped building of the arsenal, a wooden door that was incompatible with the surrounding architectural style was opened. From the darkness of the wooden door frame, two human heads stuck out, one on the left and one on the right, looking at her with regret.

The man on the left smacked his lips. The woman on the right - the house owner - sighed and asked: "Okay, you better go out. Unexpectedly, there are only the last few seconds left, and I still can't keep you... Congratulations. Do you mind if I May I ask you a few questions?"

...Why hasn’t the copy disappeared yet and is it still communicating with her?

"What's the problem?" Lin Sanjiu asked in a tight voice.

"Did you find the loophole from the photo?" The landlady said in a curious tone.

Lin Sanjiu nodded.

"Is it because of the reminder we gave you that you thought of going to see the photo?" The landlady continued to ask, "Before the reminder, did you not feel anything was wrong with the photo?"

Lin Sanjiu had never had such an experience: she escaped from the dungeon, but the dungeon creature was still standing behind her, asking questions one after another as if doing market research.

"I originally thought that the photo came too lightly, so I didn't dare to worry about it," she replied thoughtfully, "but indeed, it was only after I got the prompt that I began to carefully look for loopholes."

The landlady nodded and said: "I understand, it seems that the reminder in the photo is still too obvious. So, what do you think should be done to improve this part of the photo to make it more invisible?"

Lin Sanjiu's back stiffened a bit. Under the gloomy night, in the vast and empty arsenal ruins, it seemed that she and the two replica creatures were the only ones in front of her.

"Why are you asking me this question?"

The landlady smiled, as if to ask why she asked even though she knew. "You see, we also need to learn from experience to make progress... For example, the design of two people in the exit apartment is based on the experience gained from one of your previous evolvers."

The man also laughed when he heard this and said: "To be honest, since we adopted this design, the escape rate of evolutionaries has dropped greatly. You thought we were really a couple at first, right?"

Lin Sanjiu found it difficult to nod this time - even though that was the fact.

"Yes..." When she spoke, the word "escape rate" was still in her mind. "Looking back now... when I knocked on the door of Room 203, there was indeed a detail that I didn't pay much attention to at the time. It made me think that you were the resident living in Room 203 and that you were her husband."

The man smiled and said, "Slippers."

That's right. When Lin Sanjiu heard the sound of slippers behind the door and walked up to open the door, she didn't even realize that because of this, she had already defaulted to the other party as a tenant - even if she later became the landlady. Carrying a pair of slippers, she walked to the door and urged her to enter the house. She was completely unaware of the problem: obviously, 203 would prepare a pair of slippers for everyone who came to the door.

In other words, the person wearing slippers indoors may not be a resident, but may be a visitor or an agent.

Her initial assumption - "If the exit is in the resident's apartment, then there will be no intermediary in the resident's apartment" - there can actually be an exception: homeowners who are preparing to sell or rent their houses, UU Reading www.uukｎshu.net It was possible to be in the same house as the agent, and the female homeowner did reveal clues about her intention to sell the house to Lin Sanjiu.

"But this is all my hindsight."

Lin Sanjiu whispered: "If I hadn't found the loopholes in the photos first and followed them one by one, I might have been trapped in the copy forever. I never would have thought that even the sound of slippers was a misleading trap. I never thought you were an intermediary."

"Can we figure out the other conditions just by relying on the photo as a clue?" The landlady seemed a little unconvinced. "We try our best to make every condition have contradictory conditions..."

"No, I have two bases for judgment." Lin Sanjiu said slowly, "First, the photo is fake, which shows that the exit is not at the home of the adult boy in 102. Second, in the introduction of the rules by the agent Xiao Xu, I at least You can believe some of it.”

"That's it? It feels like there is very little basis for judgment." The landlady asked with interest. "Did you still guess based on intuition?"

The conditions are given by the copy creatures, so they naturally don't know how to make a judgment. At this time, the landlady's question was closer to wanting to see Lin Sanjiu's reasoning process - it was almost like looking at product feedback.

While Lin Sanjiu was still hesitating, the landlady suddenly asked: "Don't you want to know what's going on in our copy? If you cooperate with us, we can reciprocate and tell you some news."

I found that it would be too long to write out the whole process of speculation. Not to mention reading, writing is very annoying... I am thinking about how to streamline this process, but I have to wait for the next chapter.

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