Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1693 Lin Sanjiu and Miss Tour Guide's... Meat Eating Adventures
"What do we do now?"

Ever since she realized that she was facing a fallen species, the tour guide became even more frightened—for an evolutionary with ordinary combat power, the dungeon still has rules to follow and a chance of victory; You can also communicate and beg for reason; only the Corrupted species, especially the Corrupted species that have developed abilities, have almost blocked all hope.

At this moment, she tightly grasped Lin Sanjiu's arms tied behind the back by iron chains, and she still didn't forget to whisper, "What's going on? I haven't met a single fallen species in the Twelve Realms for several months, and now they are Meet a room in one breath."

Lin Sanjiu was quite guilty, and didn't dare to mention that [No Coincidents, No Books] was still open—she was tied up like a ham at the moment, so naturally she couldn't close it.

It's just that, unlike the tour guide lady, after she knew that there were fallen species behind the wall, she suddenly became more courageous: isn't there just a fallen species?In the dangers and turmoil she experienced, the Corrupted species could not enter the stream at all.

"It's nothing to be afraid of," Lin Sanjiu said. "If I didn't have iron chains on me, I would have smashed the wooden wall and smashed the fallen species behind into oranges."

"What are fruit grains—don't blow them." The tour guide didn't have the patience to listen to her explanation. She scanned the space and said, "They don't come out, maybe it's because these wooden boards are very special. I think it's better not to damage the wooden boards." good."

Lin Sanjiu figured it out, her way of survival was probably not to look at what she shouldn't look at, and not to move at all, even if she was trapped in the middle of a room full of depraved species, the lady tour guide would never take the initiative to cause trouble; If it was up to her to decide, the two of them might be trapped to death in this space.

Thinking so, she glanced at the young lady tour guide, her eyes flicked over the latter's head, but she didn't say a word.

The more flustered the lady tour guide became, the more her hands and feet seemed to be bound by invisible ropes. She neither dared to break the wooden walls on both sides, nor dared to damage the white plaster wall in front, as if she was afraid that once the wall was broken, it would not be able to hold down the back of the wall. something like that.She yelled a few harsh words into the air, but in exchange for her own giggling voice, she didn't dare to yell any more.

"Ah, by the way, the ventilation system," the tour guide's eyes suddenly lit up, and she hurriedly looked up at the ceiling. "Generally there is no ventilation in the building..." Before she finished speaking, her voice fell down in disappointment, and turned into a murmur to herself: "Why is there no vent on the ceiling here?"

"How about we break the ceiling? Do you think we can jump on it?"

The tour guide exhaled.

"That's like destroying the floor upstairs, and I don't know how much responsibility I will take..." She hesitated for a few seconds with a pale face, but the desire to escape overwhelmed everything: "The ceiling here is quite low, I'll take you to jump on it." That's not a problem. In this case, let's try to break the ceiling, but we have to run as soon as we go up, and we can't be caught. Otherwise, I'm afraid we won't be able to afford it."

...it looks like she hasn't noticed yet.

"Miss Bee," Lin Sanjiu called out to her.

"Are you coming first or am I coming first?" The tour guide asked with her eyes wide open, looking at the ceiling.Obviously, she just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, and she couldn't care about anything else.

"Miss Bee," Lin Sanjiu had to tighten the consciousness around her waist, and warned, "I am not the one who spoke, and also, when we first jumped in, the ceiling was not so low."

The tour guide looked away blankly and stared at her blankly.

"Since the fallen species can create the illusion of the sky outside the window," Lin Sanjiu said in a low voice, "it can also create the illusion of a ceiling on our heads, right? It can even pretend to be a broken ceiling. Then we will As long as you jump up, it's like entering its mouth."

"We can't do anything, what should we do?" In a panic and fear, the tour guide yelled out, even a little angry: "Why didn't you just say that? You can't just stay here and be quiet all the time." Stand still, and you have to think of a way!"

"Let me think about it," Lin Sanjiu fell silent after speaking. "Maybe we can attack the ground..."

The lady tour guide also glanced at her feet, said "ah" almost nervously, and immediately said: "Then let's break the floor! The floor cannot be an illusion, after all, we are stepping on it now."

"Alright, try it."

The lady tour guide fumbled from her pocket, and when she took out her hand again, there was a stick-shaped weapon in her hand. "That's all I have," she said, gasping, "I'll count to three and we'll—"

Before the word "beat" was uttered, a wave of consciousness suddenly brushed past her ears, and the sharp sound when it cut through the air even made her involuntarily close her eyes and wrinkle her face together; before she could make a move In response, there was a loud bang behind her, and from the blasted air turbulence, there was a sharp howl—the sound almost sounded against her back.

The lady tour guide turned her head suddenly, and with her scream, she swept the long stick in half a circle forward; in the turbulent current stirred up by her consciousness, her stick hit something dull.

When the smoke and dust dissipated a little, the two of them stared at the undamaged wooden wall opposite, and their expressions were a bit ugly.

"Just, this board just now..." The tour guide asked tremblingly, "Is it so close to us?"

"No." Lin Sanjiu replied.

I don't know when I moved step by step to the wooden wall not far behind the lady tour guide, and it became quiet again at this moment.

"My consciousness hit it," Lin Sanjiu continued, "but it didn't even drop a single sawdust."

"You, you knew this board was approaching me?"

"It can't be said that I knew it earlier. The conversation with you just now, except for the part where I reminded you not to jump to the ceiling, is all fallen species. I haven’t made any noise.” Lin Sanjiu looked around, and said, “It wasn’t me who led you to break the ceiling and look at the ground. I realized at the time that the sound was deliberately trying to distract you, and then The plank is slowly approaching you."

The tour guide said tremblingly, "I, I just put my ears on it..."

"The wall behind me hasn't been touched, it should be a real wooden board." Lin Sanjiu looked back at the wooden wall behind him, then locked his eyes on the "wooden board" closest to them again, and said to the tour guide : "As for the one in front of us... probably some kind of fallen species that can disguise itself as something in the environment."

The wooden wall remained as it was.It neither approached nor retreated, and after a few steps, only the clear sound of breathing came from the wooden wall, panting around the two of them, and even the broken hair next to the ear of the tour guide was trembling slightly. swing.

"Then, that's the third type." The tour guide looked at the board without daring to blink, and said, "Why are there so many different types of degenerate species here...how can we—"

Maybe what she said today is destined to be endless.

With a muffled "boom", the airflow, debris, mucus and smoke exploded from the air again; the lady tour guide was caught off guard, and a large piece of mucus mixed with soot-like substances hit her from behind, knocking her Drenched my head to my feet.

When she finally opened her eyes, wiped her face, and glanced back hastily, she found that Lin Sanjiu's whole body was completely covered by broken fallen seeds, and she could hardly see a human figure.

"Why, how—" the lady tour guide just opened her mouth, and mucus and minced meat flowed in from the corner of her mouth.

　I don't watch variety shows. I didn't know about Yang Qihan until these two days because of 100 million people. He is simply a panting version of the idiom "deep head and mouse eyes".

　
(End of this chapter)