Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1894 Kill Hotel

The old, shabby, small and shabby motel, together with its dusty light signs after the power outage, appeared under the sky again at this time, just blocking Lin Sanjiu, the town, and Youhu Park.

Far away from the same kind, standing alone in the wind and sand between the sky and the earth, the motel seemed to shrink its shoulders.

"I really didn't expect that you have already discovered our essence."

The red T-shirt was completely dry, and it was not at all obvious that he had been pushed through the carp pond.Still the same as before, when he let out the motel, his back was all confessed to Lin Sanjiu—now, Lin Sanjiu knew why he was so defenseless.

"Although it can no longer operate like a dungeon in the doomsday world, our dungeon site is still an absolute existence."

The red T-shirt explained, stepping into the pitifully small space beneath the motel—he called it the parking lot.

"Are you coming in?"

Looking at Lin Sanjiu, seeing that she was still standing several meters away, the red T-shirt sighed.

"You can't help it if you don't believe me...but I really mean no harm to you. The reason I brought it out is because it can ensure the safety of our conversation."

"What do you mean?" Lin Sanjiu asked while crossing his arms. "What is absolute existence?"

She was asking a question, but her mind was still a little dazed; it seemed that only half of her was standing here at the moment, and the other half seemed to be still standing on the shore of the lake, still preparing to jump down.

The passing of time, second by second, is gradually becoming a kind of crime for her; knowing what she should do, but not doing it, but can only stand here, is clearly both her crime and her punishment .

"Just like the dungeons you've experienced, our dungeon site can't be destroyed or penetrated." The red T-shirt didn't seem to notice her mentality, and said, "If we go in and talk, the people outside won't It may be possible to detect..."

Before finishing a sentence, probably seeing the flashing expression on Lin Sanjiu's face, he gave a wry smile, raised his hands and said, "Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't go in, we are already far away from other people."

It is indeed far.If Lin Sanjiu bypassed the motel, the lake tour park would look like a grove with rising terrain, even the lake would be covered.

Can't see the lake, can't see the puppeteer, how does she know he's still there?

Maybe with every breath, he is gradually drifting away, but she is still ignorant.

Lin Sanjiu suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and asked, "Since it's just a shell of a dungeon site, why don't you let me jump into the lake?"

"Although it can't run like a copy, we can still have basic control over it. After all, it's part of our existence. It's like... It's like you can control your hand and use it to grab a rock."

The red T-shirt shook his head, and continued: "I don't know why you want to jump down...but as long as that one is willing, he can use the lake water to press you down firmly, no matter how much you are A powerful evolutionary is meaningless."

Lin Sanjiu's hand firmly grasped his elbow.

It turns out that the puppeteer is restricted in that way.

She had walked into the carp pond house before, and entered the grove by accident, but she was not trapped by the dungeon. It was half luck and half thanks to [Meeting an Old Friend in a Foreign Land]; but the Yuhu Park dungeon is different—it Meet Lin Sanjiu.

The Yuhu dungeon, which wanted to break away from the puppeteer's control back then—of course, it didn't know that the person controlling itself was the puppeteer at that time—after being detained for such a long time, it's no wonder that it would hold a grudge?

After all, the evolution ability still has opportunities to earn money from time to time, but the controlled dungeon is extremely rare... The special items on the puppeteer come and go, but the dungeon has never let go.

When Lin Sanjiu was a little distracted, the red T-shirt scratched his neck and said, "Let me tell the truth, I hope you don't feel offended. After all, you are only a human being. Here, we can do many things." To deal with you, but you have nothing to do with us."

The red T-shirt is really not being polite, the next words are really offensive.

"It seems arrogant to say this, but in the creations of the doomsday world, there are levels... Our copy is the creation that is just above your heads and is one level higher than yours." He spread his hands and said: " What can you do with the dungeon? How many evolutionaries have disappeared in the dungeon? I have never heard of a single dungeon that disappeared in the hands of the evolutionary."

Lin Sanjiu repeatedly changed his center of gravity several times, feeling that he was so anxious that his feet were about to separate from his body and walk out.

The most urgent task is to get the puppeteer first. The problem is, she dare not expose the puppeteer before finding out the intention of the red T-shirt.

"Then why are you helping a low-level creature?" She stared at the red T-shirt and said, "Didn't you say nothing when you found out that I was not a copy?"

"But I didn't do anything to you." The red T-shirt put his hands in his trouser pockets, kicked a small stone on the ground with one foot, and said, "I... was really surprised at that time, I didn't expect to be here Seeing humans. I don’t know what to do, but I know I can’t let you continue to walk between copies alone, so I subconsciously want to procrastinate and buy time to think about it... That’s why I walked with you After so long, it was finally pushed into the pool by you."

He smiled sheepishly, a small bundle of fine lines like a ponytail tightened on the dry cheek skin.

"After the dungeon finds me, what will it do to me?" Lin Sanjiu asked quickly.

The red T-shirt sighed. "This is a place where humans shouldn't exist... After you are discovered, I don't know what will happen. After all, this kind of thing has never happened before, but it won't be good. This is a copy that only belongs to the Karma Museum world. How should I put it, I don’t know how to express this concept in human words.”

He frowned and thought.

"Ah, when I was a human, I liked to play online games... It's a bit like an online game that is specially open to dungeons. Of course our main body is still in the Karma Museum, but we can send a 'character' to this place, a The 'incarnation' also bears the characteristics of our body."

Lin Sanjiu seemed to understand, but also didn't seem to understand. "Are you a replica creature? Host?"

"Neither." The red T-shirt seemed hard to explain, and his face was wrinkled like chewed tobacco. "Of course, if you enter my copy, you will also see my copy creature... But in fact, the copy creature is just a part of me."

Even though most of his thoughts were on the puppeteer, Lin Sanjiu was still taken aback. "But copy creatures often have a complete personality..."

The red T-shirt nodded. "That's irrelevant, you forgot, I'm not alone. I'm a duplicate. Even if the duplicate creature has ten complete personalities, they're all just a part of me."

Lin Sanjiu remained silent in half-belief.

"For example, this copy creature," he pointed to his face, said: "He has a characteristic in the copy, that is, he will yawn when he is suspicious, nervous or hurting people. So take part in my evolution , if you can discover this, your chances of survival will increase... My 'incarnation' also has this characteristic."

"Join me" was so weird that Lin Sanjiu had a hard time getting used to it. "Then...how do I call you?"

"By the way, after talking for a long time, I haven't introduced myself yet." The red T-shirt slapped his forehead and said with a smile, "I'm 'Killing Hotel', nice to meet you."

　I have a prophecy that by this time next year, the masses may find out that the Taliban are not bad, they are allied brothers with the same interests.

　
(End of this chapter)