Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1897 Lin Sanjiu is a person who is not afraid of making things big

Lin Sanjiu's idea may not be risky for Killing Hotel, but for herself and the puppeteer, the risk is really great.

...especially puppet masters.

After the excitement of the flash of inspiration just now faded away, the more she thought about it, the more she felt uncertain, and the more she thought about it, the more naive she felt.With this method, how could she rescue the puppeteer?Maybe we have to take her in too.

But the Slaughter Hotel had left so long ago that she couldn't even see her shadow. Even if Lin Sanjiu regretted it, it was useless—she didn't even have a way to contact the other party—besides, if she didn't follow this method, would she have any other options?What can she do with a copy?
The action has already started, all she can do now is wait.

At this moment, Lin Sanjiu was squatting under the sheet, her whole body was tightly wrapped, only her eyes were exposed; although she was suffering inwardly, she remained motionless on the outside, as if she had suddenly appeared on the ground dozens of meters away from the tour dungeon. Here comes a white mushroom.

If before the Slaughter Hotel came back, the tour dungeon became suspicious of her and came to check the situation, it would be bad... Why didn't the Slaughter Hotel come back?

When Lin Sanjiu chanted "Why haven't you come back" for the sixth time, there was finally movement in the distant town.

Her field of vision was somewhat blocked by the white sheet, and she felt that slight movement first.

It was as if one of the people eating at the same table suddenly stood up; when Lin Sanjiu shuddered slightly, he immediately realized that the intermittent, worn-out and hoarse electronic music in the game hall not far away was disturbing for several seconds. Did not hear.

The earth trembled faintly.It was not as if some heavy giant was walking, but as if the earth itself had been fiddled with, and a hive deep in the heart of the earth had awakened, humming and trembling from a dimension beyond human reach.

Killing Hotel really didn't lie... Lin Sanjiu lifted a line of sheets slightly, looked into the distance, and suddenly understood the strange tremor of the ground under his feet.

This dimensional space is constructed by the energy of the copies, so when an unknown number of copies are moving in the same direction, the energy in the construction of the dimensional space is like a wave of tides surged by the gravitational force of the moon.

At this moment, in the "small town" in the distance, one building after another melted and fell, like broken icebergs washed away by the tide; one after another figures stood up from the ground, the crowd gradually expanded, and the chaotic conversation sounded like being swept away by the waves. The broken branches wrapped in the water waves rushed into Lin Sanjiu's field of vision.

She was so nervous that she wanted to swallow, but found that her mouth was dry and turned into a piece of sandpaper.

Right now.

When she saw a figure in a red T-shirt at the front, Lin Sanjiu suddenly jumped up, grabbed the bed sheet, quickly approached, and blended into the group of copies: an old lady turned her head and glanced at her, selling balloons The clown stepped on his heels by the people behind, and the children who were counting bugs listened to the others with a cold face... Except for pretending not to find her Killing Hotel, none of the dungeons paid much attention to her.

Lin Sanjiu was covered with hot sweat.

In her life, where did she think that she could experience such a moment?

There are copies in twos and threes around him.Both sight and hearing were lightly covered by the sheets, which on the contrary enhanced the inexplicable part of perception: she seemed to be walking in the smoky cold mountain morning at one moment, at the other moment she seemed to be unable to help but laugh happily, waiting for her Quickly speeding up a few steps to approach another copy, I smelled a frightening, snow-white smell in a trance.

"I don't want to bother too many people," Killing Hotel explained loudly at the front, "but I think it's very strange... who put the human beings in, and what to do with them after they are put in, what does it do to our dimensional space? The impact ... I think everyone has to be informed."

"You are right, this matter is a bit serious," someone said from the dungeon group, "Why can humans come in?"

"I'll find out when I ask afterward. I'm just curious, why did that newcomer secretly hold on to humans and not let go?" said a muffled and dull voice, as if a thick towel was wrapped around his throat. "Can he hand it over obediently?"

...That's right, this is Lin Sanjiu's plan.

She has no choice but to take the dungeon of Youhu, and there is no way for Killing Hotel to get the dungeon of Youhu alone, but when many dungeons in this dimensional space find out that there is a human being hidden in his hand, the dungeon of Youhu may be about to come to an end Can't hold the pressure?
After the lake tour dungeon was far away from the town, the puppeteer was kept under the lake, and even the human form never appeared again, obviously to avoid attracting attention.

Since he wanted to secretly imprison the puppeteer, Lin Sanjiu naturally wanted to expose his intentions.

"Actually, I think, if he wants to hide someone, he can hide it. It doesn't affect us much..." a copy said.

Lin Sanjiu's heart tightened, and he quickly glanced in the direction of the speaker.

The dungeon was tall and thin, and with her height, she could only see the opponent's belly.Don't look at the copy that persuaded others to go back, but his own belly followed behind the Killing Hotel without a step, and he didn't mean to turn around at all-hearing the copy of his words seemed to be deaf ears.

There were a lot of dungeons coming, Lin Sanjiu glanced from a distance, and saw several acquaintances; 5.85 did not appear, perhaps because she did not come to the symposium at all.

"It's here!"

Killing Hotel shouted, and stopped when it was about to enter the Youhu Park area.

He was standing at the position where Lin Sanjiu was stopped at that time, so when he stretched his waist and head, he could see the figure under the lake; on the contrary, Lin Sanjiu was several steps away, and there was nothing but the intermittent lake surface between his shoulders. invisible.

"Where is it?" Several copies formed a circle along the shore of the lake, stretching their necks to look for the puppeteer. "Ah, is that... oh, no, it looks like a corpse."

"Oh, I see, the hair is like water plants, isn't it!" One dungeon became excited.

Slaughter Hotel turned around and waved his hands. After focusing the eyes and attention of all the dungeons on himself, he pointed to the lake and said, "That human is here. We should ask Youhu Park to come out and explain."

Lin Sanjiu quietly walked towards the lake.From her side, the copies said one after another: "Where is Youhu Park? I seem to have seen him not long ago."

"Yeah, why didn't you notify everyone when you caught humans?"

"Yes, hand him over," Lin Sanjiu was almost out of breath when these words reached Lin Sanjiu's ears. "Maybe Youhu Park found something on that human... I want to see it too!"

"Please let me go," she squeezed through several copies, "I have something to do with the Killing Hotel..."

The dungeons gave way to her one after another, and when Lin Sanjiu stood near the Killing Hotel, she looked back.

She passed a familiar face just now, but she didn't remember who it was; it seemed that she just passed by out of the corner of her eye, and when she looked back, that person had already blended into the crowd.

When Lin Sanjiu hesitated for a moment, he saw another person separated the dungeon and walked up a few steps—it turned out to be the truck driver.He glanced at Lin Sanjiu, only then realized who she was, and commented in surprise: "Do you still have sheets?"

The poor look of "meeting an old friend in a foreign country" really doesn't look like there are sheets.

"Well, I have a new one..." Lin Sanjiu said vaguely, and quickly glanced at the bottom of the lake—in just 10 minutes, the puppeteer sank to the bottom of the lake again, as if given by the green lake. Deliberately pressed down.

"Why is he so silent?" The truck driver frowned and looked around, obviously dissatisfied with Youhu Park. "So many of us have come, and he won't even answer a question?"

Lin Sanjiu and Killing Hotel exchanged glances.

Their plan is currently going well, but the most critical step is that Youhu Park must show up.As soon as he shows up—

"What are you looking for me for?"

Lin Sanjiu hadn't finished his thoughts when he heard an extremely indescribable voice from the dungeon crowd behind him—it seemed to be formed by the airflow leaking from the swollen vesicle-like throat, similar to that at that time. The voice heard in the tour of the lake is completely different.

　Today's chapter was written quite smoothly!By the way, I have to tell you in advance, isn’t it very likely that my November itinerary will be canceled? Arrangements on the website), it should be no problem (as long as I can go out, I will be so happy), if I can't update normally by then, I will try my best to make up for it with extra episodes!
　
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