Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1893 This chapter number is really auspicious
The puppeteer has been soaking in that thick, sticky, dark green and dirty lake for so long... How does he breathe?Is he still awake?
When Lin Sanjiu thought that the green lake water that soaked countless corpses into corpse soup would actually flow into the puppeteer's nose, throat and lungs, it might even turn him into a corpse. Turning over, it took a lot of effort to resist not rushing up immediately.

After all, what can she do if she rushes forward?
In the doomsday world, she has all the abilities and combat power, and she still can't pose a threat to the dungeon, let alone now?

No matter how anxious she was, she could only temporarily believe in the puppeteer's ability and believe that he was still alive—even if there was no basis for it.

When Lin Sanjiu was hesitating and thinking about how to save the puppeteer, the swollen giant who couldn't distinguish between male and female slowly stopped in his tracks and looked around.

The vesicle-like eyelids were stretched open, and the two eyeballs protruded into the air roundly and angrily.

Lin Sanjiu could feel that the pair of boiled eggs, which seemed about to be exploded by the gas, swept over from afar and slashed twice in her direction; , pretending to walk slowly.

"Duplicate people" of course have all kinds of strange shapes. The swollen giant obviously didn't have any doubts about the man in the distance who was dressed in white sheets and looked like a ghost. He turned his head and looked around at the empty wasteland—perhaps Lin Sanjiu had a preconceived idea Now, but how she looked at it, how did she feel that the appearance of the inflated giant seemed to be picking real estate.

He really came here to "stay" right?
After looking around twice, the inflated giant nodded slightly, as if finally satisfied.

Almost at the same time, Lin Sanjiu was startled, knowing what he was going to do, turned around and ran back.

When the truck driver said that the swelling giant was looking for a place to stay, it sounded so ordinary that it almost slipped past the edge of her mind; When the truck was on the side of the road, Lin Sanjiu finally had a flash of inspiration and put the pieces together.

Assuming that yawning is the red T-shirt's first reaction when he becomes suspicious, then it is clear which words she said made him suspicious: first, when will the symposium start; Where will the venue be.

These two words called the red T-shirt's eyes were blurred with tears, and it also completely exposed the fact that Lin Sanjiu was not a copy.

why?

The answer is clearly in front of your eyes: because there is no small town at all.

Thinking of this, Lin Sanjiu looked up at the nearest building while running.

A dark and depressing game arcade with no electricity, sitting on the side of a dirt road about a hundred meters away, sputtering broken music notes into the wind intermittently and faintly, as if someone saw it and imagined it sound the same.

... It certainly cannot be built by anyone.

Be it the game arcade, the woods, or the truck; Lin Sanjiu finally understands now that every building she passes by during her stay, and everything she sees in the "small town" are actually duplicates" Shell".

If it is an inappropriate analogy, these dungeons are like hermit crabs, and the dungeon site is their shells; they can appear alone in the form of "crabs" or drag "shells" together.

And dozens of nearly a hundred copies of different shapes gathered nearby under the call of the "symposium".

Just like the swollen giant at the moment, after they found a place to stay, they each took out buildings, travel agencies, farms...etc. "shells"; Together, this "town" is formed.

If Lin Sanjiu hadn't met the red T-shirt on the way, I'm afraid she would have seen that motel in the "small town".

Once you understand this point, it will be obvious where the tour dungeon will find a place to stay.

Different from other dungeons, the main body of the lake tour dungeon is a corner of the park, which occupies quite a large area; when the tour lake dungeon is ready to "settle down", he has to go to the open space outside the town - this is why she , and immediately walked half a circle around the outer edge of the town.

Lin Sanjiu glanced back over her shoulder several times. She didn't know how many times she saw the park in the copy of Touring the Lake again.

The artificial green forest is pushed up by the shore of the lake, forming a green shadow on the bank.A group of lifeless old pleasure boats gathered around the wooden platform, the necks of swans and the heads of frogs were constantly undulating slightly in the silence; the wounds of the earth were cracked, and a large thick lake was opened, the color was so dark that it seemed like a lake floating in the water. layer of mucous membrane.

If it wasn't for Lin Sanjiu's quick reaction just now, she would have fallen into the lake by now;

...It turns out that only the "shell" could appear alone, but the "crab" is gone.

She squinted her eyes and searched around a few times, but she couldn't see the shadow of the inflated giant anywhere—not to mention the puppeteer trapped by him with the lake water.

"The monk can't run away from the temple if he can run away," Lin Sanjiu cursed in a low voice, hesitated for a few seconds, and walked slowly towards the Youhu Dungeon Park step by step.

It should...should not be triggered, right?

Without knowing it, she has gone through the dungeon shell countless times, and nothing happened.This time... maybe there will be no exception?

Before stepping onto the untended grassland full of wild flowers and weeds, Lin Sanjiu paused.

The appearance of the copy of the lake tour has changed the original terrain; just now it was a flat piece of wasteland, but now there are undulating lake shores - looking down from where she stood, she happened to be able to see most of the green lake in the distance.

...and the looming dark shadow under the water of Green Lake.

His hair was scattered, floating like water plants, his body seemed to have lost all strength, deformed by the refraction of the water waves, so weak that it seemed lifeless.

Lin Sanjiu had never seen such a puppeteer.

The bed sheet was held in her hand, and half of it was torn crookedly, trembling and rippled.

Since the dungeon regards her as an old acquaintance from another country, what else is there to be afraid of?

Just when Lin Sanjiu threw the bed sheet and was about to stride down and jump into the lake, she didn't expect that someone would hold her shoulders—this shock was really not trivial, even when she was asleep. The ability and combat power of his body were shocked and part of him woke up, and he reflexively counterattacked with a punch.

"and many more!"

The voice of the red T-shirt suddenly sounded from behind - he raised his hands, stepped back hastily, lowered his voice and said to Lin Sanjiu who turned around: "It's me, I have no ill intentions towards you! Don't go down , if you go down, you may not be able to come up again."

　This year, my adverse reactions to PMS have become more and more severe. Before, I asked for a few times to pretend that I had a low-grade fever and weakness. Later, I summarized the reasons for this. Each time the symptoms lasted for at least three or four days.It's really too miserable, four weeks a month, I basically only have two weeks as a human being...

　
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