Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1544 It is easy to do good

"If you have a chance to see her again, tell her to ask her to contact more people in the Twelve Realms and buy a service called 'Big Flood Jump'."

When Martha stared into He Baihe's eyes, her expression was focused and inquisitive, which even gave Lin Sanjiu the illusion, as if she was trying to see through He Baihe to see the person who was really talking behind her.

"Big flood jump? What's that?"

At this moment, Mather was like a watercolor painting that had been submerged in water before it could dry. From bottom to top, it was gradually diluted by nothingness.Below her waist, there was only a slight illusion of limbs remaining. She should know how much she had disappeared, even though she didn't even look down.

"Do you know about the Great Flood? In the Twelve Realms, the Great Flood is already the consensus of a large number of evolutionaries." After receiving an affirmative answer, Mather spoke quickly: "Someone wants to stay in one place Yes, there are those who see a bad place and want to go ahead of time. 'Big Flood Leap' is to let people use the principle of the Great Flood to go to the next place according to the time they want to leave."

There is such a service?How did it work?
Lin Sanjiu was taken aback, knowing that there was no time to ask questions now, and when the emptiness continued to dilute Martha's chest, he hurriedly asked, "Do you have anything to tell her?"

Mather looked at He Lily, the corners of her eyes twitched slightly. "Tell her that she must come to see me. This is a matter of life and death, and only she can help."

"What's the matter? How can I help?"

"It's too late to explain," Mather seemed to be just a head floating in the air. Obviously, the closer to the end of the teleportation, the faster it disappeared. "Even if we meet, at least—"

She couldn't finish this sentence, and had disappeared from the spot without a trace.If it weren't for the messy, sparse and bloody footprints on the ground in front of He Baihe, Lin Sanjiu could hardly believe that he had indeed seen Marse just now.

After Mather teleported away, no one spoke on either this end of the "paper" or the other end of the "paper" for a while; on the silent land, only the rough wind rustled past.After a while, He Baihe raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch his throat, but before it touched the skin, it dropped down silently.

Lin Sanjiu looked at her movement and wanted to swallow his throat, but it was dry and refused to move.

If you ask Lily why she turned into a vocal prop just now, or cry and get angry at her, this is actually a good thing—at least it means that she is trying to understand her situation, and whether she resists or accepts it, she will It is still a subject who chooses to resist or accept.But now He Baihe is just looking at the fragmented horizon that is blocked by buildings in the distance, and doesn't make a sound in a daze.When a speaker is not connected, it seems to be this kind of silence.

Lin Sanjiu buried her face in the palm of her hand, and after a while, she felt a hand on her shoulder from the gift bag behind her. "Sister?" He called tentatively.

"I'm fine," she raised her head and took a low breath.

No matter whether you make a choice or not, there is a price for the choice you make. Life is to weigh the quality of the so-called answers in front of one question after another with no answers.Although she wanted to save He Lily, but when the situation evolved to this point, like those game designers, she used He Lily as a prop—no, she even left He Lily her complete self Consciousness, allowing the latter to clearly feel every moment as a prop.Although it is a last resort, so what?The results were no different.

Lin Sanjiu felt that he understood what Nu Wa meant.

…It is easy to do good, but difficult not to do evil.

She suppressed her emotions, picked up the communicator, restored the normal volume, and said to He Lily on the other end: "Let me find Horst's game now...Give me a little time. I just need a little time."

After hearing this, He Lily just let out a "hmm", more like a subconscious reaction.

The man behind the iron gate, even if he couldn't examine it closely, could tell that something was wrong.Lin Sanjiu accelerated the speed of searching the history game; but what she was looking for was not just the contents of the nine rooms, but all the contents that had been produced in the nine rooms in the past God knows how long— —In this way, she has more content to look at the past one by one.

Amidst her own focus and He Baihe's silence, Lin Sanjiu didn't know how much time had passed and how much content she had read.There was more than one person who wrote the video game console. After a few times of cheering up, she found out that it was just another game that looked like a ghost, and had nothing to do with Horst.After coming here several times in a row, when she saw the "claw machine" again, she didn't even have much hope—unexpectedly, it was this time that she found the game that Horst had just participated in.

"I found it," she said hurriedly to He Lily, "Before I reopen the game, I need to awaken Horst's consciousness. Can you..."

Lin Sanjiu's voice suddenly dropped, and he didn't say the following words.She leaned close to the screen, looked at the image carefully, watched it for a while, and then slowly asked: "Is he dead?"

Horst's chest didn't seem to rise and fall for a while.

He Lily bent down and squatted down on the ground, his movements were slow as if he was getting old.She looked inside through the iron gate railing, raised her head, and said, "Yes."

Lin Sanjiu's hands were still on the keyboard, and suddenly there was nowhere to go.They stopped on the keyboard, quietly.The game text of the claw machine is still unfolding in front of her eyes; if there is only the trauma of losing limbs, or just being besieged, it may not be fatal.Horst wailed, pleaded, and lifted his spirits, but in the end it was all to no avail.

"What should we do now?" He Lily whispered.

In the silence where Lin Sanjiu couldn't answer for a moment, she suddenly stood up, left the iron gate and walked back.She walked slowly along a straight line as if taking a walk. After walking for a while, she reached the end and couldn't move anymore. When she turned her head to look, she could still see the iron gate, and she could still see the iron gate.

"...It's only such a short distance," Heli said to the intercom, "Look."

As long as it still exists, it will always hover within this size range - what kind of situation this will be, Lin Sanjiu dare not think about it.She is very unwilling to delete the text with Baihe, but now it seems that this is the ultimate and best way out...

She clenched her fists tightly, subconsciously bit her inner cheek with one tooth, stared at the game text unfolded in front of her, and even suspected that blood was about to appear in her sight.Perhaps because she got used to the operation of flipping through the games just now, she was still subconsciously scrolling through the games one by one; the text in front of her was like fireworks on a summer night, changing and blooming, appearing and exiting, as if no impression was left, until She realized that the game she had just turned over seemed to be what Nuwa called the "rescue station".

Lin Sanjiu stayed for a while, and finally spoke.

"I know, you want me to delete the text now." She whispered, "The decision is yours... But before that, I can take the games I see, the people in and out of the games, Pick some to tell you? I have a proposal, if you disagree with my proposal after listening to it, or want to be deleted, then I will delete your text.”

　1. It is said that the cat is of high status and who licks others. After I picked Ermao home, Da Mao pressed Ermao on the ground to lick him in order to ensure his throne (Lord of wei ba land). If Ermao dared to lick back , It was a fight (the one who won was Da Mao).Just now I was typing, Da Mao fell asleep on my lap, I watched Er Mao sneaking over, licked Da Mao secretly in revenge, enjoyed the licking, and left.Come on, let's live a life of hope.

2. Since I said last time, everyone is welcome to remind me of the old pitfalls in the past. So far, I have received a contribution from readers... At the end, can I say that I missed the pitfalls because no one reminded me, and pass the buck to shirk responsibility I'm a good hand...

　
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