Doomsday Wonderland

...We need to leave this place quickly.

Holding the towel on her face tightly with one hand, Lin Sanjiu dragged her limp legs towards the other end of the ruins in the shadow. The Supreme God only put on a pair of ordinary cloth shoes for her at that time. Every step she took made a squeaking sound in the ground of minced meat and mucus. After taking only two steps, the soles were already so slippery that she could not stand firmly.

The furniture she smashed formed an irregular hill, with dark gaps everywhere between the scattered fragments. These deep gaps and holes, large and small, were like countless eyes, silently watching her every step in the darkness.

Are there dead bodies and other things walking around deep in these cracks and holes?

Lin Sanjiu thought of this and stopped a few steps in front of the ruins; she called out the tornado whip, flicked it a few times, swept away the ruins in front of her with the gentlest wind possible, and cleared a path. A narrow passage that can barely fit in.

She picked up two pieces of wood of suitable size, turned sideways and carefully squeezed through the gazes of countless black holes, feeling that her nerves were all tense. This may be the reason why the previous evolvers did not break the furniture and always left them stacked - at least the gaps and spaces of a piece of furniture are regular, whether a cabinet is attached to the ground and whether the cabinet door is opened, You can tell at a glance.

When she finally emerged from the debris of the ruins and stepped onto the first complete bed plank, her frame seemed to have become looser. Lin Sanjiu found a spare pair of boots in the card library and replaced the sticky cloth shoes on her feet; she called out a new towel, used one foot to help clamp the wooden board on the broken palm, and held the towel with her teeth One hand and the other hand tied the splint to his left hand.

For an evolutionist, this less serious fracture will heal within a few days, and only the lingering pain will be a bit unbearable. Although his physique is far beyond that of ordinary people, his sense of pain is actually more sensitive - after all, pain is an alarm signal and should never be blunted.

After uncarding a roll of toilet paper, she tore off a few pieces, kneaded them into two tight balls and stuffed them into her ears.

She wiped her face with a towel, and when Lin Sanjiu finally finished taking care of herself, she seemed to have collapsed, unable to lift herself up, and her back was covered in cold sweat. Even though she knew that time was running out and she had to find someone as soon as possible, she still couldn't help but fall down on the bare bed, causing a dull pain in her back.

She could feel the consciousness that was too weak to be noticed, slowly flowing and accumulating in the depths of her mind, bit by bit, unhurriedly.

Rest for a minute, just one minute... She watched her heavy breathing turn into white mist in the dark night.

However, after only counting seven seconds, Lin Sanjiu couldn't bear the anxiety and suffering in her heart. She looked at the dark night sky in front of her, feeling confused.

The whip just now shattered most of the furniture around the fish tank, and it was almost impossible to find the direction Lu Ye came from.

Now in the vast cemetery, where can she find Fatty White?

The feeling of having paper balls stuffed in her ears was always uncomfortable. She rubbed her ears gently and listened to the muffled sound of the paper balls rubbing in her auricles, which was chaotic.

"Who is on the bed?"

Lin Sanjiu sighed. Was that Mu Xin himself just now? If only I knew which direction he was going...

"Who is on the bed?"

Or she could follow the fleeing shadow. Although I couldn't see anything clearly, I at least knew a vague general direction.

"Do you want to come down and take a look?"

By the way, what is the Supreme God doing now? Did he never catch the puppeteer? It's really worrying. She only needs to meet a companion, but she can't meet any one.

Among the people she met after entering the furniture cemetery, Mu Xin was missing, Lu Ye was dead, and the "Queen of Soul" was a replica - only a little preserved egg, so she was a little unsure. The child didn't seem to mean any harm to her, and he felt like a real person. How about going back to look for the little preserved egg?

"If you don't say anything, I'm going to come up, right?"

Thinking of this, Lin Sanjiu had already made up her mind; she had always intended to remember the future clearly, and it would not be difficult to find her way back.

Go down, she directed her heavy body and turned over. Lin Sanjiu put her congested and aching feet on the ground again, and found a narrow space among the cabinets. She stepped on the narrow space with her left foot, put her weight on her left foot, and began to look for something that could help her. Where to put down your right foot.

"Don't leave, I'm coming."

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Lin Sanjiu seemed to hear something vaguely through the paper ball. She didn't dare to take the paper ball casually, turned back and glanced around. The dark furniture stood in the dark night, and dark gaps were scattered around. Everything was still the same.

With every step she took, the toilet paper in her ears kept rubbing against each other, making it really easy to mishear.

It's all because she didn't think clearly before, and now she has to go back to the ruins of furniture. She cheered up and climbed onto a large chest of drawers while watching the gaps around her. From the top of the chest of drawers, Lin Sanjiu jumped slightly and fell into the center of many large vases that were half a person's height.

When he was about to take another step forward, his clothes were suddenly pulled back, and he failed to take this step.

Lin Sanjiu's scalp exploded, and he twisted around suddenly. Just as he was about to punch down, he suddenly realized that it was just the thread drawn from his clothes that caught the handle of the chest of drawers and opened the drawers. She took a breath, pulled the thread off, turned around and continued walking forward.

Still not able to take a step.

Before she could turn her head back, she hit her elbow hard backwards, hitting a wet palm behind her. Lin Sanjiu grabbed it in one step, and without waiting for the hand to retract the drawer, she bumped the drawer hard, squeezing the wrist hard. She seemed to hear a scream, but she couldn't be sure; she had just called out the anesthesia gun specially designed for soldiers, but before taking aim, the hand retracted hurriedly as if it suddenly realized something.

Lin Sanjiu showed no signs of fighting and immediately kicked the drawer shut. She held up the gun and stared at the drawer for a while. Seeing that it had not been opened again, she hurriedly turned around and hurriedly dove between the large vases.

Fortunately, he only held her clothes... She was still holding the gun in one hand, and her skin was blown by the wind, and the sweat all over her body became cold. There were countless identical celadon vases, neatly arranged, quickly retreating in her footsteps; beyond the vases, there was the pile of furniture ruins.

If possible, Lin Sanjiu really wished he could fly back.

Behind these wardrobe doors, in the drawers of the chest of drawers, under the coffee table, behind the back of the ergonomic chair... there is no place where people cannot be hidden. When she strode to the last row of large vases, she even had to stop and take a breath - as soon as she walked out, the dark gaps and holes between the furniture, and the doors on them, It was about to surround her again.

Gritting her teeth, Lin Sanjiu felt that she had gathered enough courage; she took a step and looked around. After a pause, she slowly turned her head and glanced at her side again.

This time, she lowered her head.

In the deep darkness beneath the mouth of the vase, UU reads www.uukansｈhu. A human face met her eyes.

Lin Sanjiu almost screamed out in her throat. She subconsciously took a step back and kicked the vase to the ground. However, the vase did not break. It only knocked off a corner and fell to the ground, spinning. She was stunned for half a second, then reacted suddenly, rushed forward in a few steps, picked up the vase and was about to knock it upside down on the ground - there seemed to be a vague cry coming from the vase, and she couldn't hear it clearly; Just when Lin Sanjiu lifted the vase, half of the fish tail suddenly fell out from the mouth of the vase.

The fish tail disappeared in a flash and was quickly put back into the vase, but Lin Sanjiu could still see it clearly - it was Mu Xin's mermaid tail.

She hurriedly put the vase on the ground and took out the paper ball in her ear; the voice from the bottle immediately became clear and loud, and it was indeed Mu Xin: "On your head! Look on your head!"

Lin Sanjiu was stunned and raised her head.

She faced a huge face as plump and fat as a full moon.

On that snow-white, round face that was so bulging that even the eyes were squeezed into black slits, a geisha-like cherry mouth opened slightly and slowly raised a smile.