Doomsday Wonderland

There is about half of this chapter, and the progress is gratifying. As long as I am not hungry next, I feel that I can post it in an hour and a half at most. If I’m hungry, it’s over. I’m busy with eating and drinking and I have to watch TV while I’m eating. At least an extra forty minutes...

When the paper crane threw out the window again, it seemed to have taken on the sender's anxiety, its wings buzzing, and it quickly melted into the night. There is no moonlight tonight, and the quiet town under the curtain of night also retreats into the darkness. Lin Sanjiu held the window with one hand until he could no longer see the paper cranes, and then walked back frowning.

"You have the Sichuan character pattern like this," Qingjiuliu looked up at her, and compared his eyebrows with his hands: "...you don't need moisturizer at the first glance."

Lin Sanjiu's worry instantly condensed, and he turned his head and glanced at him.

No matter what happens, as long as it doesn't die right away, all this seems to be just a movie for Kikuliu; and he is a spectator who is always free from the situation-even if he is worried, it seems to be an understatement.

"You are fake now, and it can be eliminated by timely maintenance..."

In the voice of his suggestion, Lin Sanjiu sat down with a stern face, and finally couldn't help interrupting him: "Okay-before Silu and the others arrive, the dimensionality crack is still far away, let's watch first. Look at the visa."

Once Si Lu arrived, it was difficult to buy visas in front of them.

It's just that this topic doesn't seem as interesting as "Wrinkles of Lin Sanjiu" for Qingjiu Liu. He put his chin on the wine bottle and shut his mouth.

Lin Sanjiu took a breath, picked up [eBay], and quickly entered the item page.

For safety reasons, most of the products did not have pictures, but as soon as she turned her eyes, she immediately found the "visa" that Ji Shanqing once said-because on this product, there was really a sign leading to " Virtual image of the visa world of the Tower of Babel.

The "Tower of Babel" visa is now hanging at the top of the list of items available for purchase. It seems to be a recent hot item; when I opened it, I didn't expect that there were four transaction records.

"I have reached an agency relationship with a number of visa officers. The types of visas are abundant, the supply is stable, and the asking price is reasonable-there is such a profession?" Lin Sanjiu muttered, "...the current spot on hand There are'Babel','Red Nautilus' and'Gentle Township'. If you wish to trade, please click to buy directly and inform the visa type."

"Eh, they don't have Biluohuangquan?" Li Bao was suddenly disappointed.

"It's not over," Lin Sanjiu continued, "...If you have special visa requirements, please leave me a message through eBay, and I will check for you as soon as possible. In addition, I do not accept face-to-face transactions, and eBay shipping costs will be paid by the buyer. pay."

"It's kind of a thief," Qingjiu Liu murmured, "I still think, if someone is tricked out to **** a clean, who will cry?"

Lin Sanjiu didn't answer, only a pair of eyeballs kept trembling-probably leaving a message to the seller.

"Is their visa expensive?" Li Bao looked at the few useless visas he had on hand, and felt a little heartache. "Why don't we hang up and sell these, it's a waste..."

It didn't take long to leave a message, and Lin Sanjiu quickly opened his eyes. She said "Okay", and then replied: "The price is indeed fair. Except for the Red Nautilus visa, the other two D-class worlds only need one special item, not necessarily. It's fighting."

Speaking of this, she picked up a visa on the table and smiled at the gift bag: "Let me study and study how to list the goods."

Glancing at the visa, Lin Sanjiu just closed his eyes this time, and his face was suddenly taken aback: "--Huh?"

Qingjiuliu and Li Bao raised their eyes at the same time.

Lin Sanjiu still held the plastic letters tightly, and didn't move, but gradually frowned, confusion appeared on his face.

"What's wrong?" Ji Shanqing asked.

Lin Sanjiu didn't say a word, just pursed her mouth-the next second, she opened her eyes suddenly, her expression was a little wrong somehow; she quickly glanced at the visa on the table, then looked at the gift bag, her brows kept frowning Wrinkled tightly.

"Speak," Qingjiuliu leaned on her side and knocked on the table, as if the show hadn't started and had no patience.

"I saw a few words on the visa page just now." Lin Sanjiu hesitated, "...I don't know if I think too much..."

While speaking, she grabbed the hand of Kikuliu and stuffed the plastic letters in.

The page that Qingjiuliu entered was the page she left after reading it just now-closing her eyes for less than ten seconds, Qingjiuliu immediately opened her eyes again, and immediately cast her gaze on the gift bag.

"What do you guys see me doing?" Ji Shanqing asked with a confused look.

"That..." Qingjiuliu took a breath and moved closer: "The visa sellers are in the same world as us."

Lin Sanjiu nodded, his solemn complexion didn't relax at all.

"so what?"

"At the bottom of his product page, I don't know why I added a sentence." Lin Sanjiu said as calmly as possible, "...'For some reason, the visa officer that I represent has never and will not open the Olympic World. visa'."

In the candlelight, Li Bao blinked a pair of clear and moist eyes.

In the next second, he jumped to his feet--"Ah!"

"It seems you remembered it." Kiyokuliu nodded, leaning against the back of the chair.

The red lips of the gift package were slightly open, even the orange candlelight could not hide his paleness.

——No matter from which point of view, this sentence does not seem to be addressed to buyers.

"...Silu and the others said that the female visa officer who took the initiative to find them was killed that night after she issued an Olympic World Visa and proved her identity." Li Bao murmured, taking a long time. Sit down again. "If this is a coincidence, then it is difficult to explain what the visa agent said."

"It doesn't matter if he is really a visa agent or a visa officer who just wants to conceal his identity," Qingjiuliu lit another cigarette and said softly in the white mist: "...obviously, He noticed one thing-in the meaty world, visa officers are being chased and killed continuously."

"And it seems that the prerequisite for these visa officers to be hunted down was that they had issued a visa to go to the Olympics." Lin Sanjiu sighed and added.

As soon as her voice fell, the eyes of the three people could not help but gather on the table.

Under the swaying dim candlelight, the visa with "Olympics" was lying on the table unconsciously, with a metal-like gleam on the edge.

"...I've already delivered it." The voice of the gift bag sounded a bit bitter.

The hall was quiet for a few seconds, and a few candlelights floated in the darkness.

"I'll open it, I'm afraid of a fart!" Lin Sanjiu pushed the table abruptly and stood up straight. "It's fine if that guy doesn't come, and don't even think about going back when he comes-we just need to find someone to explain the death of turnip."

She glanced at the two of them, and her expression calmed down again: "I will give you some special items that I got just now. You two remembered them. You must always take them with you—" Lin Sanjiu took a special look at Qingjiu Liu, "Moreover, never separate tonight and wait for Si Lu and the others to come together."

With that said, she also lined up the last three special items that were hurriedly carded.

[My hand through your black hair]

Just as the lyrics describe it, it can provide the owner of this item with a chance to "pass through the enemy's black hair". Regardless of the position of the two parties and the battle situation, as long as the item is activated, it can ignore all physical principles and make the owner's hand appear behind the enemy's head.

Note: 1. This item will only take effect when it is clear that the enemy is indeed a natural black hair.

2. Because there are no weapons in the hands of the lyrics, so when using this product, you can not hold any weapons in your hands.

3. The time limit for putting your hand in the past is only 1.5 seconds, but if your surname is Luo, the time limit is extended to 2.5 seconds.

"...The radish must have the surname Luo," the gift package muttered, "that's why I left this thing."

[Die Mae Ding Beef Noodle]

Pour in hot water before eating, and a bowl of instant noodle soup with the same content as the poster will appear. As long as the bowl is empty, it will automatically fill up again. When you feel "tired" one day, this item is completely useless.

"The more combat items are needed, the less they won't be." Kiyokuliu said while holding his arms.

A strange expression appeared on Lin Sanjiu's face, and then he pushed the third card towards him.

【Battle Items】

What the **** is this, um, it's really hard to tell. Its function is to temporarily change into the appearance of another special item, and roughly has the function of that special item-but if you say it is plagiarism, we don't admit it. Due to the influence of the wisdom of our predecessors, we have made something similar in style. Isn't this normal?

You don’t understand, in our special goods sector, "tribute" and "stroke" are normal phenomena. The reason why it is called such an inconspicuous name is because I don't want everyone to misunderstand it.

Note: 1. The owner of the item must clearly and comprehensively describe the detailed information of another special item in his mind, so that [Battle Item] can imitate it.

2. The time limit for each imitation is reduced by half on the basis of the time limit for the imitated item.

3. Something that has been imitated once cannot be imitated again. You can't just stare at a sheep's wool.

4. All said that it is only ‘approximately’ with similar functions. If you find any differences or dissatisfaction, the right to interpret is not in your hands, and you will be responsible for the consequences.

"This thing..." Li Bao widened his eyes, "Carrot actually has such a thing in his hands?"

To be honest, each of the other nine special items is precious-but if you put it in front of this [Battle Item], it really doesn't matter. Moreover, from a certain point of view, this thing was tailor-made for Lin Sanjiu—the thick book she got in Red Nautilus contained thousands of special items!

I gave the bird cage and [My Hand Through Your Black Hair] to the gift package, [Shan Yi Yu Gong] gave Qing Jiu stay, and Lin Sanjiu temporarily took away the remaining few pieces-in this way, No matter who the person who hunted the visa officer appeared in front of them, they at least had a fight.

When the preparations were almost done, the candle burned out. A few people sat bored in the dark for a while, and once calmed down, the tiredness of running around for a few days surged up like the waves-since they left the camping area, they have hardly rested anymore; who is now I don't know if the assassin will come, and when he will come. Waiting is no way. After discussing a few words, several people decided to go to the master bedroom to take a shift.

Holding [Abilities Polishing Agent] to illuminate, Lin Sanjiu walked into the master bedroom for the last time-the dim silver light swayed in front of her with her footsteps, making her vision staggered; furniture and houses were stained brightly A small face, behind this point of light, is a deeper darkness.

This felt somehow, but it made people even more uneasy. Lin Sanjiu simply put away the [Ability Polishing Agent].

"Sister, shall we huddle together to sleep?" As soon as the bedroom door was closed, the gift bag was like a kid who had camped for the first time, and asked briskly in the darkness.

Lin Sanjiu smiled slightly, and walked towards the big bed in the dark-she stopped just when she reached the side of the bed.

As before, Li Bao and Qingjiu occupies the bed one by one; however, between the two of them, a black figure is lying at this time, revealing a pair of white eyes.

... The sentence of Li Bao was not a proposal, but a rhetorical question.