Doomsday Wonderland

Fuck.

Big play, this time really big play.

Not only did he play big, but he also harmed himself.

Yaliu buried his face in his **** palms, and the smoothness gradually ran down his cheeks and neck like a liquid.

Perhaps it was that he entered a strange state of mind under extreme tension and exhaustion. At the moment, he had no emotion at all, but instead wanted to laugh. The more I laughed, the harder I could bear it. His shoulders began to tremble—Yuyi Liu raised his head violently, and finally he laughed loudly, and the laughter rose into the towering green trees, and he was shocked. Several fluttering birds.

"Aren't you funny?" The giant rat crouching next to him brought his pointed nose over, his thick, short black beard, shaking with the nasal wings together, asking, "Laugh you like such?"

Wu Yiliu even laughed with tears in his eyes. When he lowered his hand, there was blood and tears on his cheeks. He still couldn't stop laughing, and he shivered. He was sitting in a circle of two-height gray-black rats at the moment, the daylight was blocked by their bodies.

The stench hung thickly in the air, and occasionally a sound of teeth grinding rubbed past his neck very quickly. The hair under their chests was getting thinner and thinner, and when they reached the thighs, they were already as smooth as humans, and only a few long black hairs occasionally appeared on the pink wrinkled skin; their legs were curled up and squatted on the ground, long Put his arms beside his feet.

On the long faces that clearly belong to rodents, there are human eyes, shaped like almonds, with black and white between the upper and lower rows of eyelashes. Four or five pairs of human eyes are now focused on Wu Yiliu.

...The second evolutionary, the one who just rushed back and wanted to stop the visa officer, the "little doomsday" after he was infected, there was such a huge person who is not human or rat or rat. biological.

The visa officer is special. According to the destination of the visa, he can produce a corresponding copy of content-such as "Wild Forest", and will swallow the house into a dense rain forest.

The general evolver who cannot generate a visa appears to be a copy of his own home world after being infected with an "individual copy."

As this group of giant rats slowly groped out of the trees, Yayi Liu heard clearly: The evolutionary who came to stop the visa officer stood in the distant woods and couldn't help but make a sound Exclaimed.

"What's going on? How is my hometown..." He seemed to think of a nightmare he had forgotten, panicking, and repeatedly asked, "How come these things appear here? Is it my illusion?"

…Maybe the first world experienced by the evolutionists, regardless of whether the rating is high or low, will always be one of my deepest fears.

The giant rat squatting across from a willow in the house raised his head and heard a few sniffs in the direction of the source of the sound-the behavior of a beast, but it made people feel pretentious, as if they were deliberately acting like a mouse.

The giant rat laughed, and from the rodent's mouth, a row of square-shaped human teeth appeared: "Isn't this flying grass? Old friend, see you again."

The evolver, who had never appeared, suddenly burped from his throat, seeming to be taken aback by surprise. At this time, Yau Yi-liu eased down, sitting wearily at the same place and asked, "Did you even deal with these creatures in your home world?"

In other words, he made a "personal copy" released in one hand, which can visualize the home world of each evolver and become a copy around them. Not only are they contagious, but they can also be superimposed on each other; one by one, a variety of small doomsday worlds, all twisted, intertwined, and overlapped, like a kaleidoscope, like a spilled oil paint, let him be born and grow up This place has become a chaotic world.

With a little thought, you know that this is not the worst situation yet.

What would happen if Yaichi Liu evolved now?

If he becomes an evolver, then he will also be infected; if infected, a "little end" will occur around him-but the first end world in his life is this chaotic world.

That is to say, the only "little end" he can produce is the chaotic world itself, its reduced version.

So in the chaotic world, there is another chaotic world... Outside him, every ordinary local person who evolved represents a chaotic world that will shrink. Isn't it funny that so many chaotic apocalyptic worlds with various patterns and overlapping layers are blooming on this planet like mushroom clouds after countless explosions?

Moreover, even if you just understand the twists and turns from the paper, it is already a headache, let alone survive in it?

He spent so much effort, struggling for so long, it can be said that the world of the deformed person was pulled into the water with one hand-but in the end, Wu Yiliu found that he seemed to be buried too.

At least, he did not know how he should escape from this gray-black giant rat and escape this "wild forest".

Yiyaru felt the desire to laugh and rushed up again, but this time he dissipated without waiting to touch the skin.

"Flying grass, why don't you come out?" When the giant rat spoke, several giant rats beside him turned around together, their legs still curled up, and their upper bodies stood upright, looking in the same direction. "Seeing old friends, are you not going to say hello?"

Wu Yiliu heard a faint sound, and hadn't waited for him to understand what it was. I saw a few giant squirrels turned around together—the visa officer's shadow flashed from a few trees, as if he had just seen it. These squirrels hurried back several steps.

The visa officer is obviously familiar with the "Wild Forest" and immediately understood the problem. These giant rats are not part of the "Wild Forest". When he turned around and walked to the walkie-talkie for help, his voice also panicked: "You are coming here, the situation is even messier than I thought. Just now an evolutionary who came here also appeared. -"

From the depths of the dense forest that blocked most of the sight, the flying screams of flying grass sounded far away, chasing him: "You did it? What did you launch? You turn it off!"

Flying grass collided with the visa officer. No one cared about an ordinary person at the scene. Now it was his best chance to escape.

A huge rodent face hung down from the house's ears and grinned.

Behind the teeth of the neat row of squares, he chuckled a few times; when he opened his mouth, he saw a pink wet tongue, which looked like a human tongue, rolled up, and punched his teeth.

"While they are busy, let's get along well. I like ordinary people," the giant rat said fakely, "very delicate, milky and milky..."

Since they showed up—in the heart of Yayi Liu, these giant rats were not “they” but “them”—he didn’t even change his sitting posture, always sitting cross-legged on the same thick moss.

The fern bushes around him were full and dense, stretched out in all directions, and hung with wet drops of water; the air seemed to be covered with many layers of damp cloth, which made it breathless. The giant rats were too big. Every time they turned their heads, swept their tails, and bent over, they had to squeeze the green plants away; when they stopped, countless branches and ferns that penetrated the air, they would be there again. Close together.

"You were created because of flying grass," Yayi Liu said slowly, "This is not your home world, should you be clear?"

Perhaps it was in the past month that he had seen and experienced too much, and now he found that he was not very afraid. What's more, this method of death does not conform to his aesthetic; he has all walked so far, and must never die on such ugly things.

Several giant rats heard the words and turned around. Their appearance is disgusting, but there is one thing: they are obviously as intelligent as humans, and this is where they can be used.

"You don't want to know, where did you come from?" he asked.

"Where?"

"What does that matter..."

"You talk too much," several giant rats responded differently.

"Wild Forest," Yayi Liu kept calm, and said slowly, "The place where you appear is just a little doom called "Wild Forest.""

"So what?" the huge squirrel sitting next to him asked with interest.

When he was wrapped in the "Wild Forest" and before the flying grass appeared, there was a short time in the middle. He was alone-the visa officer knew where he was, but he didn't come.

This is very strange, because at that time, the visa officer's anger almost turned into substance and swallowed him in one bite; even if the house was included in the small doomsday, it was far from enough to calm his anger.

Therefore, Yiwu Liu will naturally start to think: Why doesn't the visa officer come to him?

As soon as he had speculation, he immediately took action-he quickly found a large rock in the sparse vegetation, climbed up, and has not dared to move since then. Even when these giant rats slowly crawled out of the trees, he did not jump off the stone and escape.

"Why don't you look at each other's backs," Fang Yiliu tried to make himself smile, "I saw it when you turned around just now."

A giant rat's face was still facing him, but he immediately pushed his eyes into the corners of his eyes. The eyeball rolled and turned up a large red blood.

"Nothing," he said, looking at his companion's back.

"You are too tall," Ya Yiliu said softly. "But I am different. When I looked up, I could just see you near the base of your tail... It has begun to become sparse."