Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 1816 the future within reach

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With the dim and bright kung fu in front of him, when the scenery became clear again, the same old aisle was once again reflected in Lin Sanjiu's field of vision.

Only this time, in the aisle, the shopping basket she threw down in a hurry was inverted; then Lin Sanjiu discovered that the potato chip bag as her body was firmly grasped by the puppeteer, and had just taken it down. Shelves.

A pale, bloodless face was magnified several times in front of her eyes; the puppeteer stared at the potato chip bag in his hand, frowned slightly, his expression always looked like a cold winter covered with deep dark clouds—not even knowing it was. What to think about.

He finally came!

The panic that exploded just now hadn't completely subsided, and she was overwhelmed by ecstasy and fear again. If Lin Sanjiu still had a heartbeat, she would be about to jump out of her chest with a thump at this time-it's a pity that she only has a pack of air-dried internal organs.

How did the puppeteer know that this packet of potato chips is him? He didn't happen to grab himself, did he? After all, her bag looks brand new, without a hint of ash, and it is possible to be seen at first glance—Lin Sanjiu has countless things to ask, but can't send a word; she carefully looked at the other person who was magnified up close. Face, hoping to find some clues, but the puppeteer still looks like a shameless bird, she didn't see anything.

No matter how intense the psychological activity was, she was still a silent packet of potato chips at this time. Except for the puppet master squeezing her bag and making a "crash" noise, there was only a deadly silence in the aisle.

The puppeteer didn't speak for a long time, but stood on the spot frowning, not seeming to realize the identity of the potato chips in his hand. Lin Sanjiu thought for a while, and suddenly came up with an idea, and decided to "remind" him—the idea was together, she immediately separated a small consciousness and struck him slowly on the arm; but she didn't wait to suffer. While holding the opponent's black leather, the puppeteer suddenly murmured: "Don't touch me, take it back!"

Huh?

"I know who you are, otherwise among so many potato chips, do you think I picked you up by accident?" The puppeteer sneered, as if feeling the question she couldn't ask: "Are you stupid? You forgot , The tracking and surveillance item I put on you has not been recovered yet."

She really forgot! Lin Sanjiu was surprised and delighted immediately, and hurriedly withdrew his consciousness, thinking about how to communicate with him. However, before she had an idea, the puppeteer suddenly raised her eyes and asked "Who?" in a heavy drink, then took a step forward, waved and threw something behind her—

Lin Sanjiu was startled, just about to turn around to see what he found, and then suddenly realized something.

Don't say she can't speak at this time, even if she can speak, it's too late.

Because she was taken down, there was a deep hole on the shelf where she was just now; a face flashed from the depths of the dark shelf, as if it was thrown at the puppeteer. There is no response to things going out. When he frowned, a loose arm came out suddenly and grabbed his wrist.

Not only Lin Sanjiu, but even the puppeteer probably didn't expect that with his combat power, he could not even struggle for a moment—

At the same time, the two felt a flower, then a black, and were dragged into the shelf. The difference is that this time there was an extra roar beside her; the puppeteer’s anger sounded like it was emitted in a long tunnel, reverberating and filling Lin Sanjiu’s ears until suddenly It was pinched out at once, and stopped abruptly.

She was placed on the shelf again as it was, facing an old aisle and the yellow flat person just now.

She finally knew why this flat person was familiar, because its face with blurred and deformed facial features was the one she saw from the depths across the shelf—but from the outside, it seemed that it was not what pulled her in. This flat person.

The flat man made a strange noise with a "hiss yeah". In the bright red half of his face, there was a little more green; from the extra bag of potato chips under its feet, it looked like Lin San When the wine is pulled out by the puppeteer, it should be eaten with a bag of mustard flavor.

"It's a commodity after all, you can't eat it anymore," it persuaded itself, as if not aware of the slight commotion on the shelf just now, and turned around and left. Its crispy feet stepped on the packaging of the mustard-flavored potato chips, and with a "puff", a bit of yellow fat was squeezed out from the crack of the thick leather bag.

The aisle fell silent.

…Even if you don’t have to turn your head to look, Lin Sanjiu can clearly feel that the vacancy of "Mexican Hot Potato Chips" has been filled by the puppeteer.

To be honest, she suddenly felt a little grateful that everyone was turned into potato chips. Even though there was a dead silence at this time, Lin Sanjiu seemed to be able to feel the puppeteer’s sight burning her body like a yin fire; she even seemed to be able to hear the voice of the other party clenching the posterior molars with a sinister tone. —

Wait, this is not an illusion.

"...Why would I let you live until now," the puppet master said word by word, each word like a nail, I can’t wait to pierce Lin Sanjiu through: "I have never seen you like you. Stupid, so **** it a long time ago, but it's a guy who depends on immortality!"

Lin Sanjiu was a little angry at once—how could this be blamed on her alone? All the rule descriptions have been deleted from the data body, and she can only find her way like a headless fly!

She didn't know how the other party made a sound to her, and immediately tried to open her mouth to speak; but after a while, she did not find where her mouth was. She couldn't turn her mouth back, she could only listen to the puppeteer cursing her almost viciously all the way for five minutes, and finally paused for a while and turned into a cold snort: "...Fortunately, what I put on you, except for passing In addition to the image, it can also transmit sound. It's just that I control it. If you have any **** to say, you can only say it when I allow you to say it."

Lin Sanjiu was scolded for five minutes, and she had a lot of words long ago; however, when the puppeteer finally told her that she could speak, she still tried to control her temper and forced herself to say as calmly as possible: " Deleted, you blame me for what problem I can solve—still think about what to do now."

"Okay, if you think about it, tell me, I should be able to get out if I do it the other way around."

"Have you finished venting!" Lin Sanjiu started to feel pain without his head. He was busy taking advantage of his ability to speak and told him his own experience just now—this is also to be able to divert his attention: "...What can you do? ?"

The puppet master was quiet for a while, seeming to be lost in thought.

"The two sides of this shelf are copies of the two states." After a while, he said softly, "But even if you go back to the other side of the shelf, you may not be able to return to the original shape... You didn't recover just now."

"It must be because I didn't meet any requirements..." Lin Sanjiu tried to analyze: "When I was hooked, they said they wanted to find a correct potato chip-eh, huh?"

"what's happenin?"

Facing the puppeteer who had finally calmed down, Lin Sanjiu sighed in his heart, wondering why he thought of this so late. But she finally said dryly: "...Will the data body change this sentence? What if we need to find not a packet of potato chips, but a certain snack on this shelf?"

…The anger of the puppeteer seems to be about to turn into an entity.