Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1238 Green onion?sour cream?Want salt?

Lin Sanjiu glanced at it.

Beside the conch-like rotating digital screen, the thumb of the former guard subconsciously rubbed the buttons a few times.There were arrows in different directions floating on those buttons, as if each one was catching his gaze in turn; seeing that Lin Sanjiu hadn't answered it for a long time, he raised his head: "Eh? Don't you want it?"

Gong Dao gave her four or five special items one by one to save her from the fire and water, but compared with the bad things waiting for her in the future, it was not enough weight and not suitable enough.Lin Sanjiu stared at the unfamiliar prop that looked like a small conch, and for a moment could only hear her own voice asking the same question—what will happen in her next life?
If this thing is not used, will the level of that negative event also be reduced?
"Did he say anything else?" Lin Sanjiu intentionally didn't mention Yajiang's name—the less you mention this name, the better, anyway, the puppeteer doesn't know that the comatose chicken and dog next to him is called Yajiang.

"Let me think about it." Seeing that she didn't answer, the former guard closed his fingers a little, and it seemed that as soon as she opened his mouth, he could immediately put the props back into his pocket: "Well...it's strange, why didn't he just give it to you? And you... ah, you did leave something else, as if he was going to leave."

"What did you say?" Lin Sanjiu asked impatiently.The puppeteer on the hospital bed not far away had already glanced into this whispering corner, and she also knew that the two of them looked a little suspicious now.

"'I gave everything I should give. As for whether she will use it, who she will use it for, and who will end up with it, it's all beyond my consideration.'" The former guard said vaguely , "... the general idea is like this."

Does Gong Daoyi not care whether she accepts it or not?Where does she have a choice?
He must have figured it out.Lin Sanjiu gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand, taking the special item; when the former guard turned around, it turned into a card in her palm.After just glancing at it, she couldn't help being startled, and almost threw it into the card library - this is not a special item, it's like a long letter to her.

【Special product for Lin Sanjiu】

I know you are unwilling to accept my help, so I have to force it to you. Regarding this point, I have to ask for your understanding.

My adoptive mother used to plant a pot of oil painting arrowroot, and when she brought it back, there were only a few small leaves.I forgot how old I was at that time, but I only remember that I would go to see it every few days... Sometimes the hot and restless sun shone in obliquely, and sometimes the sky under the cloudy sky was like thick fog.No one needs to take care of it. On the edge of the window sill where the seasons change and the light and clouds intersect, it gradually pulls out new leaves. The layers of color on each new leaf are really like the pen tip of an impressionist painter. It is as beautiful as it is applied, and it has never disappointed me.Probably because it was raised by a good person, so it is also very good.

When I grew up, I forgot about it.In recent years, however, I have thought of it. When I thought of its vigorous vitality and anger, and when the leaves were burning red, it always shocked me when I was young.She still buys flowers from the market in the morning, but I don't like them, they're just a dark mess of the future... and she doesn't buy them anymore.You remind me of that pot of arrowroot, and I, love that.

After we parted in the Garden of Eden, I heard a lot of news about you (after all, we have a mutual acquaintance).I don't know if my decision was too hasty, but I don't want to wait any longer, I've waited too long.I think that the person who can prove my expectations and deliver the results I want should be you.If the future proves me wrong, then I can only say that I finally saw something wrong once.

Rather than saying that this passage was specifically for her, it might be better to say that Gongdouyi was closing his eyes and muttering softly to himself.Even after reading everything he wrote, she still didn't understand what the most important "expectations" and "results" meant.Only the last sentence deeply burned a shape in her memory.

Don't be nervous, I can't take what you have.

Next, finally an introduction about this item.As soon as Gong Dao said that it was something specially made for her, he really didn't lie to her; after reading a few lines, Lin Sanjiu's heart couldn't help sinking—unsurprisingly, she insisted on the chance of not using it, It is estimated that it is very small.Of course, looking at the situation, I'm afraid it doesn't matter if she uses it or not, right?

"Hello," Bohemia called her quietly, and Lin Sanjiu came back to her senses after a shock, only to remember that the puppeteer was still waiting.It was impossible for him to ask "what are you looking at"; so in just a minute or two, the atmosphere in the ward was already so heavy that it seemed like a storm could be squeezed out—she thought for a while , simply walked over and handed over the card.

"I won't keep it from you." Seeing that the puppet master refused to move, she poked the card forward again: "This is something left by Gong Daoyi."

If the puppeteer can obediently stretch out his hand to pick it up, then there is a ghost—but Bohemia is really smoother than an otter when he is clever, and he doesn’t give the puppeteer a chance to turn anyone into a puppet, Let this unlucky ghost get the chance to take the card again, he hurried up to take it, and handed it under his nose with both hands: "Look at it."

"You may not understand why he said that we will all need this item." Lin Sanjiu was a little fidgeted by the shadow of the future, and said while circling: "This is the copy of the hospital in the lava world. If you want to leave the hospital, we can One last thing needs to be done."

She tried to say everything that should be said clearly and in detail. As for what should not be said, she either vaguely downplayed it, or simply bypassed it. Testify a few words.Thinking about it this way, she felt that she said "I won't hide it from you" earlier.

From beginning to end, the reaction of the puppeteer was flat.

Even when he heard that his head had disappeared, he only raised one eyebrow; as if compared with the target he longed for, everything else—duplicate, being in danger, being rescued or not being rescued... It was just a vulgar routine that he had to get through slowly.

"...Now that you know the next step, why are you still sitting here?"

When Lin Sanjiu finished speaking, the puppeteer stood up from the hospital bed.When he walked to the door, he suddenly turned his head, and on the numb side of his face, the bright pink at the corners of his eyes shone like the edge of a sword. "Since he is so enthusiastic about asking you to use that disgusting thing," he sneered, "don't return his kindness."

Holding the card, Lin Sanjiu exhaled, nodded towards Bohemia, and left the ward.Even the former guard followed; although he was afraid of the puppeteer, he seemed to be able to see that the other party's thoughts were not in front of his eyes at all, and he was not in his eyes at all - in this case, how could he let go of this The last chance to get some benefits?

With the puppeteer by his side, the hospital has simply changed places.

They didn't meet a few evolutionaries along the way, and the others were like rabbits who smelled the smell of wolves, and they had long since disappeared.In fact, there are a few who didn’t run away in time, and they looked more honest, polite and sincere than the other. When they asked where the toll office was, those who knew it wished they could kneel down and draw a map for them immediately, and those who didn’t know wanted to take it out immediately. A kidney to make amends.It stands to reason that Kuizeji's combat power should be at the same level, but the treatment is so far apart; comparing the two, Lin Sanjiu feels worthless because he has been cheated so many times.

When he came to the toll office, the puppeteer snorted through his nose: "...What's so difficult about this dungeon?"

Even Lin Sanjiu was a little angry when he heard this.

"Lucky draw, the three of us." She slapped the counter and woke up the drowsy NPC.Looking at the former guard, she added: "If the last points are left, he will add another one."

The NPC slowly took out a large plastic disc; look at it, before the end of the day, this thing can't be sold for more than 15 yuan.

There were four lucky draws in total, and the results were mixed: Bohemia’s discharge task is not too difficult, as long as he completes “make four transactions with any other players of any type”. Not a problem; but the result of the former guard was even better. He was the last one drawn, but he was pleasantly surprised to get "clean a ward".

Lin Sanjiu looked at the result of himself and the puppeteer, bitter in his mouth.She didn't know if Gong Daoyi had expected it a long time ago, or if he had done something wrong; she only knew that if she didn't use that special product, she and the puppeteer would never be able to get out for the rest of their lives—their task They are "using lava to devour 2980 evolutionaries" and "receiving 37 major surgeries".

"Hey, I seem to have misread the position of the pointer just now,"

When she took out the special item, the expression of the NPC suddenly changed.The power of the items didn't seem to affect the dungeon itself, but it did affect the product of the dungeon—that is, their lottery results. The NPC lowered his head and checked several times, and the more he looked, the more uncertain he became: "The position of the pointer is different from what I thought... Let's do it all over again."

Doing it all over again will increase her luck tenfold—the thing Gong Daoyi gave her, although the item is only valid for three days, is extremely generous in terms of effectiveness: the second time, Lin Sanjiu and the puppeteer each A good target was drawn.Her task is to "find a new player and remind him of the precautions in the hospital", while the puppeteer's task is simpler, "eat a baked potato".

"I have this!" She took out a round, fat potato from the all-encompassing card library, forgetting the shadow cast by Gong Daoyi for a moment, and smiled at the puppeteer: "What taste do you like? Sliced ​​green onion Sour cream? Do you want salt? Oh, I don’t have sour cream.”

　Sometimes, I think the most sensible author is the author who doesn't say a single extra word except for writing essays.I will definitely open my mouth less and write more code words in the future, welcome to supervise.

　
(End of this chapter)