Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1662 Ah Quan is Not Alone

Through the fog, the piece of new memoirs gradually approaching, you can tell at a glance that Ah Quan took great pains to select it, and it is completely the ironclad proof that "Ah Quan is a good man".

It was a seaside resort, and beyond the clean buildings and large expanses of green grass, there was a long golden beach shining in the sun; palm trees swayed slightly in the breeze, and a large number of snow-white seabirds passed by The blue sky fell on the beach, far behind a few sunbathing tourists, looking down for food.

One of the tourists was surrounded several times with a rope, and a sign was erected next to it, which read crookedly: Don't come close.

Don't ask, that's the heart of triggering memories.

This piece of memoir looks very leisurely and lazy, as if time slowed down in the sea breeze, the corners were melted by the sun, and the body stretched slightly-it's a pity that it fell into Ji Shanqing's eyes. A piece of mud, the nature may not be much different, the face is still indifferent.

Obviously, Lin Sanjiu was the only thing he was thinking about. He glanced at the seaside resort, and then turned around and called out, "Sister?"

From the chaos, the figure of Lin Sanjiu just appeared, shaking his hand at him.

"Yu Yuan hasn't come here yet," Ji Shanqing said even if he was impatient, he was very gentle and good-tempered in front of his sister, "Sister, wait for me here, and I will go find him. If we can't find him later Come back and shout a few more times."

As soon as the words fell, he ran away vigorously.This piece of memoirs is full of hazy chaos. After walking not far, the resort was no longer visible when I turned around; Ji Shanqing called Yu Yuan’s name while walking, probably because of the poor visibility. Impatient, I don't know where to take out a flashlight.

"What's the use of a flashlight?"

At this moment, at the fruit stand in a narrow alley of Urban Memoirs, Ah Quan put the magazine on his lap, looked at the page showing Ji Shanqing, and muttered in a low voice.

Yes, he could clearly see the actions of several people, but Lin Sanjiu didn't know that, in fact, she didn't need to write a paper at all, and she only needed to call him.

Because he was afraid to rest assured, he kept staring at her; her analysis of Ah Quan's ambivalence, as well as the dungeon and the warehouse, actually won Ah Quan's silent approval.

"Light is not a problem... eh?"

Ah Quan's eyes, which seemed to be unable to open all the time, suddenly widened.

To his surprise, what Ji Shanqing's flashlight emitted was not light, but sounds and symbols.He raised the flashlight, brought it close to his lips, and shouted "Yu Yuan!" to his left hand, and the voice "walked" all the way out of the flashlight, as if he had come alive, and even passed behind him. Everywhere, floating arrows were left.

"Wow, there is such a strange thing," Ah Quan sat back and took a sip of tea. "It's really suitable for use in this scene."

When no one triggered the copy, he spent ten years in dead silence alone guarding the warehouse full of memoirs.In these ten years, he has already developed the habit of talking to himself aloud.

Except behind him, Ji Shanqing did the same thing in every direction.The sound he called Yu Yuan was sent straight out from all directions like light, leaving behind several straight lines made of arrows—he himself didn't have to search in circles in the chaos.

This method worked really well, and within a few minutes, another guy who was not a human being but was more immersed than anyone else responded from a distance: "Here I am! Have you seen the new memoir? "

When he touched the straight line formed by one of the arrows, Ji Shanqing replied: "I found it, it seems to be a seaside resort."

He put away the flashlight and said, "Sister is waiting at the edge, this direction, where are you going?"

The young man with tattoos all over his body, who seemed very vicious at first glance, turned half a circle in a daze, and followed Ji Shanqing.After the two met Lin Sanjiu at the edge of the memoir, the three of them looked at each other, and finally, as if mustering up their courage, Lin Sanjiu took the first step.

There's no need to be so careful. The memoir covers a large area, complete facilities, and overall peace and security. Ah Quan would go there sometimes, pretending that he was on vacation.

"Okay," Ji Shanqing suddenly called out at the end, "It's time for us to take the most important step."

The other two looked back at him.

"I hope this method will work." Ji Shanqing lowered his voice, and Ah Quan also shortened the distance between the pictures in the magazine - this way, no matter how low the voices of several people were, he could still hear them.Ah Quan also felt that he was a bit like a perverted stalker, but he couldn't help it.

"If we can still know the geographical relationship between us and other memoirs after we leave... Well, that thing should come in handy." Ji Shanqing looked at the two and smiled.

Although this person has no heart, there are quite a lot of props.

Ah Quan became a little nervous, staring at him and took out several black square boxes.What signal transmitter is it?How does it help other memoirs to know their geography?Nor can they manipulate the location of their memoirs to keep up.

He glanced at Lin Sanjiu who was already standing in the seaside resort, and felt a thought float up in the back of his mind, but what it was was so vague that people couldn't see clearly.

In any case, methods such as signal transmission are completely ineffective in the memoir warehouse.Once the two memoirs are separated, the signal sent out will be swallowed by the gray fog—not only the signal, but everything that leaves the memoir and falls into the gray fog will disappear from then on, even Ah Quan doesn’t know Where did they go.

So when Lin Sanjiu performed the gray mist split, he was scared into a cold sweat.

Well, "cold sweat" was just a term, he couldn't produce sweat anymore—it's just that he was willing to imagine that he was still thirsty, hot, and sweaty like he had a human body.

"Put it on both sides," Ji Shanqing said, walking across the border and handing one to Lin Sanjiu. "Yu Yuan," he turned his head and called out to the tattooed man who was still standing in the blank memoir, put the last one into his hand, and said, "Put this a little farther away, on the edge, I'm afraid It’s not safe, what if it falls back and forth. Don’t go too far.”

Yu Yuan hugged the black box and left without saying a word, while Ji Shanqing stayed beside Lin Sanjiu, and the two were still standing on the edge of the seaside resort, waiting for him to come back.

Ah Quan thought for a while, followed Yu Yuan with his eyes, saw clearly where he put down the black box, and watched him run all the way to the resort. Separated.

Seeing that the resort gradually drifted away with Lin Sanjiu and his party, and there were no memoirs around, and finally turned into an isolated island in the corner, he breathed a sigh of relief with guilt.

He knew that Lin Sanjiu and his party must have some plan, but he never knew what the specific plan was, because the tacit understanding between those few people seemed to be very good, without finishing a sentence, the other two seemed to know the following, He didn't ask any questions, just nodded - instead, he left Ah Quan in a fog.

It finally dawned on him now that they were trying to grasp the geographic location of the memoir.Then, should we just say that the resort doesn't satisfy them and ask Ah Quan to change them?After all, if you want a geographical location, the more the better.

No matter what they say next time, Ah Quan is determined not to change them.

The three of them walked in the resort, no one spoke for a while, they looked around to see the scenery and look for a place to live. The man named Yu Yuan bent down on the beach to dig a handful of sand, and was slapped away by Lin Sanjiu. up.

Ah Quan looked at them for a while, saw that they did not do anything out of the ordinary, and half of his thoughts remained in the previous blank memoir, so he simply turned back the page of the seaside resort for the time being, and flipped back to the blank memoir .

"Isn't this throwing garbage into people's memories?" He whispered unhappy. "After a while, Xie Feng's memoirs will be restored, and there will be a pile of garbage floating on the sea... If she finds out, I will be angry."

Not only the black box left by Yu Yuan, Lin Sanjiu didn't put away the paper that was full of words before, but now he threw it on the ground savagely - he was charged with littering.

Although he decided to pull the blank memoir over and clean up the trash, Ah Quan was very cautious and patient, so he left it there for ten days without moving it.What's the rush?After all, he is a person who wants to spend eternity in loneliness, and patience is really the most important thing for him.

As a person who has become a copy, Ah Quan was once very disappointed to find that he had lost the possibility of going crazy.No matter how long this dead and silent loneliness lasts for as far as the eye can see, it is impossible for him to lose his mind and go crazy. This escape route has been closed forever.

Ah Quan sighed.

When he was first made into a copy, he became unrecognizable for a while.When he recalls that period of the past now, he can't help but shudder: that kind of hatred, unwillingness and despair twisted him into the darkest creature he has ever seen; The brains of everyone who entered the dungeon were cut into pieces, and turned into a blank space that did not leave any memories.

He really didn't want to think about himself at that time.

After suppressing that disgraceful past, Ah Quan made himself the fourth pot of tea today.It’s good to be a replica creature, you can enjoy what you like, and you don’t have to worry about not being able to sleep at night, or having to go to the toilet frequently.

Lin Sanjiu and his group also seemed to feel the benefits of living in the memoir: they seemed to have discovered that the signal could not be transmitted, and they had no choice but to start a leisurely time.

Every day they would go to sunbathe, harass the seabirds on the beach, watch TV, drink cocktails, and that Yu Yuan even developed a hobby of drawing, although the things he drew were pretty bad.

As long as they are far away from him, Ah Quan thought as he walked into the blank memoir and cleared out the trash.He double-checked it before coming in, and there was nothing but trash.

Xie Feng's memoirs quickly returned to their original state, becoming the dock and the sea again, and were sent away by Ah Quan, to the center of many memoirs in the warehouse.

When he sat down again in the fruit stand, he suddenly realized that he was not the only living person in this dead space.

This thought made him smile slightly.

　My second cat will call me loudly in the bedroom recently, Mom, come quickly, Mom, what are you doing, Mom, come here, something like this.Then every time I went to look, I would find her sitting on the bed with a sock that I didn't know where to put in front of her.

I thought this behavior was very strange, so I searched and found that she thought she had hunted for food, so she quickly asked me to eat it... Sister, grandma is so touched, because of the socks you hunted, grandma didn't suffer Hungry, grandma is going to make a meal of braised socks.

　
(End of this chapter)