Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1785 Key Guidance for Winning

When the 10 minutes were about to pass and the last twilight of the sunset was about to disappear, everyone returned to the beach one after another.

They looked like a group of homeless people who went to pick up waste: because the seaside was wet, there were not many materials to burn, so everyone picked up what they had—Wan Fut was lucky to find large stacks of paper towels and bags from the restaurant Paper for hot dogs; large bundles of dried palm leaves protruding from Hannah's pocket; some empty cardboard boxes that primitive man found somewhere.

But most people don't have enough burnable things in their hands; Guan Nan didn't even find a shred of paper, so he had to keep his hands empty and his face pale.

"We can put together everything that can be burned and put it in your basin." Wen Ya looked around and said to Lin Sanjiu, "The fire is big and bright, so there's no need for one person to start a fire. It won't last long."

Luo Abu, Shulian and other people who didn't find much fire materials immediately echoed "I agree" a few times.

However, even Wan Fute and the others, who had gained a lot, nodded their heads one after another after hesitantly discussing a few words.

This should be one of the reasons why they feel safe collecting paper: even if Lin Sanjiu's media is really paper, or something that can be burned, so what?
During the 10 minutes of the whole beach scene, everyone dispersed to avoid her; when the next scene starts, throw things into the basin and light the fire, then it will be too late for Lin Sanjiu to say anything up.

From another point of view, if the paper is indeed Media, then Lin Sanjiu’s approach can be said to be quite risky—in case the Message has not been publicized, the Media will be burned first, or the number will be reduced. If there are four copies, then she will no longer be able to win out.

"Okay." Lin Sanjiu didn't care, shrugged and said, "I'll light the fire."

As the beach became darker and darker, the vaguely silhouetted palm trees, the sound of the wind and the waves gradually sank into the ink-like darkness, as if the world around them was cut off in the dark and cold silence; Here comes the third scene.

"I can't see anything..." Mouse's face was a little flustered, "Where's the fire? Isn't it going to start a fire?"

He was not the only one who panicked. "Is there anyone next to me? Is there anyone?" Mu Fang warned in the dark, "No one should come near me, or I will be impolite."

Guan Nan seemed to be very afraid of the unknown murderer, urging Lin Sanjiu to light the fire quickly; after pressing something a few times, Luo Abu cursed, "This broken desk lamp, why isn't it on?"

"Where's the hairy girl?" Jiang Tian's voice was also mixed among the crowd. "Where are you?"

"I'm here," Lin Sanjiu called out from the darkness, and said, "I put the basin here too, you take the paper over and throw it in when you touch the basin."

In the darkness, the uneasy hot breath was like water waves, the sound of rolling clothes, and the rustling of footsteps, groping towards the place where Lin Sanjiu made his voice.Duck Down yelled first, "Ah, here's the pot"; under her guidance, everyone poured things into the pots one after another, and the pots were quickly filled.

"Light up the fire," Jiang Tian was rarely uneasy, "It's pitch black, besides, there's still..."

What else, she didn't go on, but the others just thought about it for a while, and immediately reacted.

The traces left in one scene will not recover, that is to say, Dr. Chen's body is still sitting in a corner of the dark room, silently sharing the same room with them.

"How can it be so slow to start a fire?" Once he realized that there was a corpse in the dark, the primitive man became anxious, "If you can't make a fire, replace it with me."

With a "snap" sound from the lighter, a thin beam of flame licked the paper in the basin and gradually became more vigorous; the light spread out in the darkness, illuminating Lin Sanjiu's face, and slowly revealed the room. The floor, tables and chairs, corners and corners.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After seeing their positions clearly, their eyes were involuntarily drawn to a corner of the room.As soon as they touched the lowered head behind the table, people stepped back a few steps as if they were electrocuted—in the flickering firelight, Dr. Chen's headless black shadow swayed on the wall, as if he was about to live. It's like coming over.

Lin Sanjiu seemed unaware of everyone's emotions.She looked at the small pot of fire that was not too hot, shook her head and said, "This pile of things can only be burned for 10 minutes. For the next scene, we have to continue to search for things that can be burned."

"Did you put all the papers you took in?" Mouse Face peeked into the bag at her feet.

"I put half a bag," Lin Sanjiu showed him the A4 paper bag, "Paper burns fast, so it's best to burn it with other things."

"Then let's collect some burnable things while we have light now." Ya Down looked around and suggested, "There seem to be a lot of office things in this room."

"It says on the wall that this is an office." Lin Sanjiu also stood up from the fire, waving his hands to signal everyone to move quickly: "There should be quite a few that can be burned, you all look for them."

Seeing that the materials he had just obtained turned into a bright and reassuring fire, everyone was somewhat relieved and scattered in the fire.When Lin Sanjiu walked to the chair from last time, she looked up and saw that Guan Nan was still restrained standing in the firelight, she smiled and asked, "Don't you take anything that can be burned? You can’t just rely on others to light the fire, isn’t your risk too great? What if a scene is going to be dark, don’t you have to be more careful?”

Guan Nan was startled, looked up at Lin Sanjiu, and then glanced at the other people in the room.

"You're right," she hesitated and walked to a desk to have a look, slowly put a few documents, newspapers and a disposable paper cup on the desk into a plastic bag, and said with a smile: "Be careful No big mistake, I'd better take something that can burn fire and put it on my body, and don't be afraid when necessary..."

Lin Sanjiu picked up a piece of paper full of words on the chair, stood in the middle of the room, and looked around—when the duck down met her eyes, she immediately nodded subtly.

The young girl walked a few steps to the other side of the room, and suddenly turned her head to say hello: "Wenya! Wenya!"

"Why?" The young man with slender eyebrows and eyes responded calmly.

"I... I found a lot of papers, but I dare not take them." As soon as the duck eider words came out, everyone's attention in the room fell on her. "You are brave, you are not afraid...can you take it?"

"What?" Wenya didn't realize it for a while, "Are you afraid it's Media?"

"No," the velvet head didn't dare to turn back, but turned its finger and pointed behind him, "Yes...it's Dr. Chen. Have you forgotten? Dr. Chen took a lot of papers from the hotel...not only the papers, but I remember him He also took books, newspapers and magazines, which can burn for a long time. There is a hotel bag on the ground next to him, which he carried with him at the beginning... But I was afraid, and I dared not go there. "

She looked at Wen Ya and said, "Didn't you not be afraid of dead bodies last time? Besides, you said that Dr. Chen's media is paper, so it won't be dangerous for you to take it now. Just go and get it for me, okay?" ?”

When this girl expresses her opinions, she always lacks confidence, but when she asks for help, her lack of confidence makes her seem genuinely disturbed. Even Lin Sanjiu felt that she was very persuasive.

Wen Ya looked around in the room, his eyes swept over everyone's faces, and finally let out a "huh" from his throat, and strode towards Dr. Chen's body; when he was two or three steps away, he stopped , stretched his arms, and picked up the hotel bag on the ground.

"I'll take it," he warned, probably worried about the duck down, "I'm going to check the bag now, don't talk until I finish checking."

"I've never been near Dr. Chen!" Yarong protested, and closed his mouth again seeing his ugly attitude.

When Wenya knelt down to open the bag, the primitive man and the mouse face also came together; indeed, there were only a large stack of A4 papers, books, newspapers and magazines, a pen, mineral water and biscuits that Dr. Chen took from the hotel in the bag.

Just as Lin Sanjiu expected, even though Wen Ya looked worried and hesitant, he weighed it for a while, but he didn't put the bag down, nor did he warn others not to talk to him.

Lin Sanjiu was standing by the fire, when Jiang Tian approached with a thin stack of documents, she reached out to stop Jiang Tian.

"This fire is enough," she explained, "The files will be burned in the next scene."

Jiang Tian was taken aback.

"Can't burn it right away?" She raised her eyebrows, obviously aware of the risks involved - from now to the next scene, there are still [-] minutes; if the paper can't be burned right away, and the document is Lin San If it is the media of wine, then she will naturally be at risk in the future.

"Don't worry," Lin Sanjiu said loudly, "The file is not my Media, and this scene is not my home. In fact..."

She paused, and saw that many people turned their eyes towards her. "I already know who it is and what method they used to secretly turn us into megaphones one by one. In addition, I also know who killed Dr. Chen."

Jiang Tian took a breath; Hana put down the drawer she had just pulled out with a "boom", and asked loudly, "You already know? Impossible? Who did it? Or do you just want to take the opportunity to spread the word What a dead orange?"

Lin Sanjiu smiled slightly, pulled a chair and sat down.

"I suggest that everyone should not move from now on. Because when everyone is not moving, those who secretly attack us will not be able to move even if they want to do something.

"Worried about me spreading Message? Any word that comes out of my mouth now will be checked ten times or eight times by you... Not only me, under our high alert, Media and Message, no matter which one, are almost It is impossible to spread it out smoothly. However, there are not only these two ways to obtain a megaphone."

"What do you mean?" Luo Abu stammered.

"The real key to winning this dungeon is not to spread the Media and Message as much as possible." Lin Sanjiu looked around the room and said slowly: "Because people's vigilance grows rapidly, this The two will immediately become the objects of strict defense. The real key to winning the copy is in its name."

"Name?" Jiang Tian murmured.

"Have you all forgotten?" Lin Sanjiu replied, "The name of this dungeon is not 'Battle for the Microphone', but 'Battle for the Right to Speech'. To win this dungeon, the most important thing to fight for is actually ' The right to speak'."

　In the previous chapter, everyone expressed their interest in the breathing training method. I updated this chapter in the previous chapter and posted it on Aifa. If you don’t show up, you don’t show up. When you show up, you’ll be all over your head. My mother, there’s not enough time at all...

　
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