Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1590

No, no, no matter how you think about it—he definitely never mentioned the name "Sakura Shui An"!
Wu Yiliu's brain at this moment is scattered like building blocks that have been kicked apart, pieces of thoughts tumbled out at the same time, scattered everywhere.

On the day when he explained the situation to the evolutionists in the basement, in order to get allies and help, he did tell the truth about Professor Qiao's experience, and the shriveled woman was also there at the time.

Although he has introduced his relationship with the protagonist in the experience, he has never let the two names "Yingshui'an" and "Qiao Yuansi" slip out of his mouth for a while, and he can be [-]% sure of this.

How on earth did she know?
"Take the two of them," the shriveled woman stared at them, and ordered to the two burly guards who had just walked in, "Follow me to the central control room."

She was so thin that it seemed that she would break if she bent over, and there would be a crisp sound of "click".At this moment, she just stared at the two of them, and even kept her arms folded in front of her chest, leaving such a wide space, which seemed to be enough for people to rush out - but Wu Yiliu knew very well that it was just an illusion.

It might have been easier to break the cement seal than to escape from her.

What's more, he has Professor Qiao by his side.

Wu Yiliu's arm was roughly pulled, he staggered two steps forward, and finally looked back at Professor Qiao.He didn't dare to look at her because he was afraid that she would misunderstand him and see her expression; now he looked at her because he was afraid that the old lady would be hurt by the guards.But when his eyes fell on Professor Qiao, he couldn't help being surprised.

Emotions like anger, fear, despair, regret... There is not even a little bit on her face.

Even though the guard pressed his arm back and pushed him out of the gate, Professor Qiao still looked like he was in a dream.She just seemed to have just taken a long nap, woke up half-dream and half-awake in the twilight, and wandered in the dim evening, dazed and dazed, without remembering who she was.

When she was being pushed past the shriveled woman, Professor Qiao glanced at the latter, and that look could even be called anticipation—like a child who knew that his parents would not buy him what he wanted Toys, still can't help but harbor fantasies.

Wu Yiliu tasted the bloody taste of iron in his mouth, and then let go of the teeth he was biting on his inner cheek.

Before leaving the candy house, he looked back and saw the middle-aged man staring at him with a pale face, with one hand on the wall, as if he would fall if he didn't support it.

The place they were taken to was not the hall that Wu Yiliu had been to last time.They were taken into the corridor on the left, and pushed into an ordinary empty room—very ordinary, there was even a row of windows that were half-opened, and it looked as if they could just lift their legs and climb over the window sill. Chance to escape.

After the two guards left, the shriveled woman closed the door.Professor Qiao and Wu Yiliu stood in the middle of the room; the sleepwalking expression on the old lady's face was slowly fading like mist, but Wu Yiliu couldn't say whether she had returned or not.

His eyes followed the wizened woman across the room, watching her close the window as well.That demeanor was as casual as if closing the doors and windows before going to bed at night.

Standing in front of the window sill, she pulled out a small pendant from her collar.When Wu Yiliu realized that it should be a time to store props, she was already holding a small iron cage that didn't exist just now.

"To be honest," the shriveled woman turned her back to them, obviously not taking them as a threat at all. "As ordinary people, you have done a really good job. Even I have a bit of respect after seeing it."

... No, there is a break in the middle.

If NPC training is not taken into consideration, then the last conversation between Wu Yiliu and the shriveled woman happened at the crossroads after the evolutionary party.Between that conversation and becoming a prisoner now, there was a link broken, and Yaichi Liu could clearly realize that something was missing, but he couldn't figure out what it was for a moment.

Maybe it doesn't matter.The most critical and urgent thing right now is: what will she do with the two of them?She didn't transform herself, and now she let the transformed guards leave. Does this mean that, at least for the time being, she will not force them to be infected?
The shriveled woman held the small iron cage and walked slowly back to the door.

"What the hell are you..." Wu Yiliu said dryly, "Why do you..."

He didn't have to pretend, he already looked too shocked to speak.The shriveled woman smiled, as if she was satisfied with his reaction, she suddenly stretched out her hand and slammed it down—the small iron cage hit the floor under the two of them with a "thud", and before Wu Yiliu regained consciousness, countless iron railings were knocked down. Like a vine, it quickly covered the entire room, turning it into a cage in an instant.

The floor under his feet was replaced by concrete, and the heavy walls around him were squeezed by the lead gray walls, leaving only a small space; the iron fence rose from between the two, separating him and the old lady, and went straight to the ceiling , spreading out from the ceiling, "covering" most of the room.

"A teacher and students want to get rid of the rule of the fallen species." The thin woman stood outside the newly formed cage, tilted her head, and said, "If you have the opportunity to evolve, you will definitely become quite good evolvers Right. Too bad we won't let you succeed."

The strong feeling of "one link missing" scratched the corner of Wu Yiliu's consciousness again.What exactly it was, he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought—it was also because there were so many things that required his attention now.

For example, Professor Qiao has never said a word.

"How did you know Sakura...that name?" When Yayiliu carefully asked this sentence, the old lady seemed to raise her head slightly out of the corner of her eye. "I obviously didn't say anything..."

"You are quite careful, but when you tell about the experience 36 years ago, if you don't involve details, there are some places that cannot be explained clearly. Using the details you revealed, it is not difficult to find the protagonist of the story. For example She, works at the university, which has narrowed down who she is a lot, and it didn't take us long to confirm that the main character should be a teacher you knew in school."

It might be strange to say it, but Wu Yiliu felt that the skinny woman might indeed have respect for them—she obviously looked down on ordinary people, but she said so much patiently at this moment.When she looked at Professor Qiao, she even looked a little scrupled, as if this ordinary old lady had the ability to do something to the evolutionary.

"Could it be..." Wu Yiliu stared at her blankly, a little afraid to answer the question in full in front of Professor Qiao.

Professor Qiao spoke calmly on the other side of the cell fence. "You want to say...you used the same method to find Yingshui'an in the vast doomsday world?"

　I didn’t sleep well, I’m a little lazy, this chapter is relatively short... (It was dragged back a day after the end of the day) Why didn’t I sleep well, because I was reading Kazuo Ishiguro’s Never let me these two days go, finished reading it before going to bed, and it ended up being finished.

I can't even remember the last time I cried like this because of a book... I just lay on the bed and cried silently without any sleepiness.Especially the barren land described in the last chapter, the barbed wire and trees, the garbage blown by the wind, the lost corner of England... I have been dreaming all the time.It is the kind of story that quietly changes your life a little bit after reading it.

Generally, sad stories put me off, but I feel so lucky after reading this one.To be able to read two such touching authors in a row, 2020 is quite gentle.

　
(End of this chapter)