Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1714 Water and Containers
Ever since this somewhat crazy plan appeared in her mind, Lin Sanjiu knew that the window of time left for her to counterattack might not be too long.

The moment the sticky person suddenly stopped was the first signal she got.

"Huh? How... how..."

The voice that dominated the human head was vague and slightly trembling, and within a few words, it had already rushed from the other side of the exhibition hall to the place where it swallowed the human body—yes, it just realized something was wrong, but It will not and dare not believe it immediately, it must first see it with its own eyes...

Lin Sanjiu's muscles were full of strength, and his eyes shimmered faintly in the darkness, like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity.At this moment, Renniang has completely ignored her, and even forgot to hide the trail of the leading head; the fat and broad head suddenly stretched out from the piece of fleshy skin hanging down from the ceiling, and went straight to The big ball that was still wrapping the man's body——"Guji", the big ball of flesh opened up, and the clothes that were crushed to pieces, a few special items that were not destroyed, and the severely deformed The flashlight, the almost unrecognizable leather shoes and the belt...all were pushed back into the world by Rou Lang.

However, the man's body did not fall out.

He's still there, at least in his rough shape.After losing everything outside his body, he was left with a bare body at this time, with his back facing the outside world, as if he was opening his arms to hug someone—as for his head, face and front half, they had completely melted away. Bonding with people as one.

A few blue veins as thick as steel pipes stretched straight into the man's face and chest from under the sticky skin—or rather, where the face and chest should have been before—if you look carefully, you can even see them. I can see the vague embossing and beating of those thick blue veins.

"This is……"

The pair of plump lips on the leading man's head couldn't help trembling; it only glanced at the half of the unrecognizable body, then quickly turned its head away, and rushed to the ground together with layers of flesh behind it, and Piles of shredded clothing and supplies wrapped in mucus on the ground.

Under the ceiling of the exhibition hall, a voice that seemed to be crying and laughing suddenly reverberated sharply and inarticulately, as if a night wolf howled but suddenly couldn't help laughing and going crazy. As for what it said, whether it was really speaking human words, It's not recognizable at all.

It has obviously forgotten that there is a person who was here just now, but now it is gone.

"Impossible, impossible..." The leader seems to be able to repeat these words only, turning his head to look at the broken things on the ground for a while, and looking at the body of a man with black smoke on his head not far away, his eyes are on the two sides. Sweeping a few times in between, the bald face twisted more and more crookedly, more and more severely: "This is me—this is me—"

However, when the human sticky howled, in the part where it was connected to the human body, several thick veins were still inserted straight into the head of the mastermind, bulging and bulging, like a baby sucking hard.

It was as if once it started, it could never stop; only the deepest and darkest desire drove this depraved species, driving the man in its body, desperately sucking and melting itself.

"No, I'm over there, I'm over there..."

The head of the leading person swayed rapidly, driving the fleshy body that regrouped into a hill, and slid to the side of the other person.Because of the lack of light in the exhibition hall, it almost pressed its nose against the man's chest - the number on the small label on his chest was very clear: it was an 8.

As if the heavens were purely appreciating its reaction, at this moment, the black smoke on the man's head suddenly dissipated completely - not the usual way of disappearing slowly when the smoke dissipates, but like a In the blink of an eye, all the black smoke was wiped away.

The leader looked at the face that didn't belong to him, and didn't know whether to be angry or cry for a moment, he gurgled in his throat, and then he groaned in a low voice: "Old Sa, so this is you!" , Lao Sa..."

It is obviously the ability of the mastermind himself to put the No. 8 staff member into a deep sleep: because just when the mastermind was about to be digested into the body, the No. 8 staff member began to wake up gradually, and his eyelids trembled a few times , turned his head slightly.

"Old Sa? Are you going to wake up?" The leading man suddenly raised his voice, showing some joy, "Open your eyes, it's me, I'm Xiaochen!"

While speaking, the layers of fleshy mountains under it pressed up towards the No. 8 staff member, opened beside his head, and turned into a dark cave waiting for prey—as long as it wraps down, No. 8 staff will undoubtedly become another part of the supplementary sticky.

At this moment, when the sticky realized that he could swallow his acquaintance when he was conscious, he couldn't help being so happy that he even seemed to forget his own situation for a moment.

... When Lin Sanjiu leapt down from the ceiling light stand, the human sticky seemed to be still immersed in the strong emotions that swayed from side to side and impacted it, only belatedly heard the sound of the wind behind his head.

Naturally, it was too late when it realized that the sides of its head were gently covered with hands.

The ability of this sticky person who claimed to be "tired of seeing it" finally made it explode between Lin Sanjiu's hands into countless bones and minced meat.

At the same time, the exclamation of the No. 8 staff cut through the air for a long time and echoed in the exhibition hall.He didn't know if his luck was good or not. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a huge degenerate human head being exploded in front of his eyes; Lin Sanjiu landed on the sticky body amidst flying flesh and blood. On the ground, he kicked and jumped onto the flat ground, grabbed his collar, lifted him up, and shouted: "Shut up!"

As if choking on these two words, the staff hiccupped and shut his mouth.He stared at Lin Sanjiu, his eyes widened.

Lin Sanjiu smiled coldly. "Oh, did you recognize it?"

The face of staff member No. 8 was trembling, and his eyeballs were about to pop out from under his browbones; he slightly turned his head away from Lin Sanjiu's hand, and took a hard look at the mountain of meat that was slowly collapsing beside him. Trembled and said: "This...how is this...it's not me, I just played with it...I don't know..."

I can talk about everything else later, but there is only one thing that Lin Sanjiu needs to get the answer immediately.

"Tell me first, is there any influence after human beings have experienced the fallen species?"

Staff member No. 8 was taken aback, as if she hadn’t expected that this was her first question—as a staff member in the exhibition hall, he should be familiar with this question that tourists often ask; The rope of reality helped him stabilize his mind, because he immediately replied in a hurry: "Yes, yes!"

"What is it?"

He said like an endorsement: "After deeply immersing in the spiritual world of the fallen species once, it is equivalent to a person having two completely different personalities and worldviews... The spiritual world of the fallen species is purely formed by the dark side of human beings. Yes, so it has the basis of connecting with the essence of human beings, so that even a short-term experience may leave a long-term impact..."

Lin Sanjiu impatiently listened to his explanation like a tour guide, interjected and asked, "What influence?"

"Some characteristics of the fallen species, such as the way of thinking, the angle of looking at people or problems, may, may always remain in people's minds..." No. 8 staff stammered, "The more you just came out, the more The more pronounced the impact..."

Lin Sanjiu didn't even realize that she was letting out a sigh of relief.

Yes, this is much more reasonable.

The fallen species called "Yaohan" has no idea about the character of the tour guide herself; even if it is good at acting, how would it know what to act?
She behaved like herself for a while, and showed a stark and dazzling difference for a while... It turned out that it was because of the influence of the degenerate species.From another point of view, it is precisely because the lady tour guide is still herself in her shell that she shows these strange things indifferently-after all, who would want to prove that he is himself all of a sudden?
After several greetings from her, the tour guide slowly came out of a corridor cautiously and fearfully like an animal sneaking out of a cave, and said in a trembling voice: "Really? It turns out that I have a brain." Are those... those thoughts in the book all because of the influence of the fallen species?"

Lin Sanjiu didn't ask her what she was thinking.When the tour guide mentioned them herself, her face also turned blue, as if those thoughts made her deeply uncomfortable, but she couldn't even gather the strength to repeat them.

"Why would anyone want to experience that kind of thing?" She pressed her chest tightly with one hand and asked with a look of about to vomit, "I...I really wish I could put those thoughts, those memories...all out of my mouth. I'd better dig it out of my head. Why, why do you people..."

Staff No. 8 was still grabbed by the collar by Lin Sanjiu with one hand, and had never resisted, and seemed unable to muster up any strength to resist. Hearing this, he just murmured, "You may not have thought about it...a large number of people, It is precisely for this that I came to experience..."

"I don't understand," the tour guide called out Lin Sanjiu's inner thoughts, "Why?"

"Because, because dark things are more destructive!" The No. 8 staff seemed to be stimulated, and said with a sad face: "I am a very timid person. The reason why I agree with R Chen's proposal is to secretly The reason for experiencing the degenerates is because I hope to become a more ruthless and imposing person... Besides, when you think like a degenerate, who can harm you? I also heard that someone from the degenerate From the experience, I realize that I have learned their skills!"

He hiccupped and continued: "I didn't expect that once I got in, although I still knew who I was, the usual concept of what I could and couldn't do, what was right and what was wrong... everything No more. My consciousness is like water, if it falls into a square pool, it will naturally be square, and I won’t think in a circle at all, do you understand what I mean?”

Lin Sanjiu found that she understood what he meant very well.

She let go of her hand and pushed lightly, and the No. 8 staff staggered back two steps.

"It's really not that I want to harm you, please, I will never do it again next time... Today's matter, I will put it all on R Chen's head - no, this matter was actually his idea! I I will definitely not mention you a word, please, please don't hurt me..."

　As you may know, I never read works in the category of romantic love, and I think there is nothing new about love and love, but this year I realized that I was wrong...

I first saw a love novel with the novel coronavirus as the leading actor, and then I saw a love movie with Colonel KFC as the leading actor...I kept wiping my face trying to calm myself down, and almost wiped out my facial features...

　
(End of this chapter)