Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1885 The silent and beating world

Lin Sanjiu couldn't tell whether what was rushing into her brain like a torrent was blood, or the pain that wanted to tear her apart and devour her.

Even if there are still doubts, unwillingness, and disbelief... She is clear about what she should do next, and the only correct way.

They are running out of time.

Lin Sanjiu unknowingly let go of his hand, just in the flash of the doll's house, the long metal stick fell to the ground with a "clang".

There is no need to continue to hold a long stick together, and the person beside me is not a puppeteer.

She didn't know where the real puppeteer was, and five seconds—four seconds—was not enough for her to find him again.

There was no other solution, and she might not even be able to wait for the next light for a few seconds.

...there is only one way left.

Lin Sanjiu thought that she was not afraid of death, and she was not afraid to go into any dangerous situation; but now she discovered that the courage to not be afraid of external forces taking her life and the courage to calmly give up her life are two different things Something very different.

The words "Let me stay" are so short that they can't be used for a second, but when they really want to say it, it seems that a lifetime is not enough.The syllables between her lips and teeth were always shaking and trembling, unable to take shape.

If you don't say anything else, it will be too late.

But she still has so many regrets, she hasn't reunited with her relatives and friends, she can't wait for Bohemia to "understand", what should she do alone after the gift bag?
My life is so short, only ten or so years, the day when the world in my hometown quietly warmed up, she was just born.

Lin Sanjiu didn't regret it.

"I...I want to stay—"

She didn't quite know what happened the next moment.

Maybe it was because she was out of her mind, and she was no longer vigilant in a trance, or maybe it was because the force came too fast and too strong. She was like a child walking in the night. When she heard the rumbling sound, she looked up and realized The lights of the train coming from nowhere pierced the darkness and scalded the rails under the feet. The steel locomotive, accompanied by the sound of the wind and roar, has already rushed to the front.

That was just how she felt; actually, she didn't see anything clearly.

When the dungeon counted down to "two", Lin Sanjiu suddenly broke away from gravity; the severe pain was like endless layers of lightning, streaming down from the neck bone, whipping her body and soul.

Her feet were off the ground, and the world was spinning and fragmented for a moment—her mind was like a paper towel caught in a washing machine, and she felt that the world was about to break, and she felt that she was about to break. The only clear perception, All that remained was the distinct twitching pain in the nape of the neck.

It was only when Lin Sanjiu finally regained her composure from the swaying waves that she realized that in front of her was a gray-blue sky with empty buildings and dust and smoke slowly swirling in the airflow.Her feet were hanging in the air, and her feet were the slate brick road before entering the dungeon.

Someone was grabbing the back of her neck and lifting her up like a puppet.

It really seemed that his life was being caught, obviously only his neck was in his hands, but his limbs were too numb to move; Lin Sanjiu felt that he had struggled with great strength, but in the end he could only see his toes kicking slowly. for a moment.

Not a word came from behind.

At this moment, there was a deathly silence, as if the dome and the clouds were pressed down together, crushing the wind and covering the earth, making it so stuffy that the world couldn't breathe.

In the severe pain, she felt as if it had been a century before she was thrown to the ground like a dirty rag with a "plop".Lin Sanjiu immediately rolled over and sat up, endured the pain, and turned his head.

The puppeteer was lowering his head slightly, slowly wiping his fingertips with a white cotton handkerchief expressionlessly.

Behind him, the bright and dark doll's house turned into a normal-sized house again. In the living room, a "Puppeteer" and a "Lin Sanjiu" were standing side by side; Carrying a stick.

They stared motionlessly at the two people who were a few steps away from the dungeon, looking at their chances of being saved, completely out of reach.

Lin Sanjiu looked at the doll's house, then at the puppeteer.

His skin, facial features, and even his texture didn't fluctuate in the slightest, and even the scattered black hair seemed to be pinned to the wind.He didn't make a sound; but if you listen carefully, there seems to be some kind of faint, blood-like humming in the distant world, beating in the depths of the world one after another.

Lin Sanjiu wiped his face, and couldn't find a single question to ask in his whirlpool of thoughts.

Just as she opened her mouth, the puppeteer suddenly raised her eyelids; Lin Sanjiu immediately closed her mouth again, and he lowered his eyes again.He had already wiped the veil twice with his fingers back and forth, but he still didn't think it was clean enough.

...Since he doesn't want to say it, then he won't say it.

She raised her hand again, covering half of her face with the back of her hand.

What finally broke the dead silence was the copy of the light and dark doll's house from behind—with a sharp angry cry of a child throwing a tantrum, Lin Sanjiu was startled and turned his gaze to it.

"She said it all!" The boy screamed at the puppeteer, "She said it herself, she wants to stay, you can't do this, you guys are playing tricks!"

Lin Sanjiu still sat on the ground in a daze, and glanced at the puppeteer again.

Yes, she didn't finish that sentence.She could almost imagine how impatient and anxious the dungeon boy was when she said "I want to stay"; Nothing could be done—otherwise, theoretically, how could she be sure that what she was going to say wasn't "I'm going to keep him"?
But... When she spoke, didn't she almost run out of time?
"In the whole dollhouse, people can only see the stairs when they stand in front of the wall entrance." The puppeteer said, turning around slowly.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the dungeon seemed to be startled. His angry scream was cut off, and he paused, as if he just remembered that he shouldn't be frightened by an evolutionary—"She's mine! My doll!"

The puppeteer didn't seem to hear at all, and walked towards the doll's house.Lin Sanjiu hurriedly jumped up and called out: "Don't leave, in case the copy is activated again..."

"When the dungeon starts, all the rooms will expand and enlarge until the stairway becomes a distant, inconspicuous detail."

Lin Sanjiu took a breath.A few doubts that she couldn't figure out just now, suddenly became clear.

The puppeteer kept on stepping, step by step, and said softly: "No matter how unfair the dungeon is, you can't leave no clues and ways to survive... You did your best, when I stood at the entrance of the wall When I was walking, every time I looked in the direction of the stairs, the lights would go dark."

He didn't sound annoyed at all, much less worried about re-igniting the copy.Lin Sanjiu hesitated for a moment, and just when he didn't know whether to follow, the puppeteer said coldly: "Don't follow me."

Lin Sanjiu stopped.

"I was on the second floor, and you were on the first floor. The two floors looked exactly the same, including the stairs... because there is a third floor and a basement in the dollhouse." While the puppeteer was talking, he had already walked to the living room of the dollhouse , as long as you stretch out your hand, you can press it against the wall.The two dolls still kept their appearance, and turned their heads towards him in a daze.

"I also thought that we were actually separated... So from the very beginning, we were divided into two floors?" Lin Sanjiu said in a low voice, "No wonder I never felt the sway when the copy moved us. Feeling... so I ruled out the possibility of a midway substitution..."

When she finished speaking, she almost wanted to laugh.

The dungeon time is so short, probably because it does not want to give people a chance to detect the trick.They found out too late, and only when the person who entered the dungeon was a puppeteer, the last one or two seconds could become a first-line window to escape from death.

The puppeteer gently raised a hand.

"What are you going to do?" Lin Sanjiu asked in a low voice.

"It's not a copy itself." Without turning his head, he said softly, "It's a...'representation' created by the copy. Since it's a 'representation'...I think, maybe it can be erased .”

　*I’ve been quite panic these two days, is it because my writing feels too CP, OOC, why everyone is slamming CP... I kind of want to go back and fix it (mainly from the perspective of a puppeteer). (Actually, it has been repaired a little bit)
*I have a very important test tomorrow morning, it shouldn't take long, if it goes well, I will update it early, if I can't come back early... that...

*Recently, I became obsessed with Korean cold noodles, and I gained 1 kg after eating it.

*If you have to compare intelligence, these two people are not the same.

　
(End of this chapter)