Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1942 Two Messages
When Lin Sanjiu found out the video left by Sibaan from the hundreds of messages spanning several months, she even felt a bit dazed and suspicious.

Not to mention finding someone, based on Lin Sanjiu's experience, even sending a letter would require a lot of hardships and troublesome twists and turns—the process of trying to contact Mather was an excellent opportunity. Example——Why did Sibaan find her right away when he was looking for her?
On the still screen of the video at this moment, it was Spartan's unmistakable face.Although half of it can't be seen clearly; because there are pieces of window-shaped reflections floating on the screen, which lighten part of his appearance.

In the reflection, there is still half a blurry pig's face facing the screen.

Lin Sanjiu glanced back.The pig stretched its neck, and its small black eyes stared at the screen without blinking; when it realized Lin Sanjiu's gaze, it didn't have the slightest intention to avoid it, but was more confident than her: "What do you think I'm doing? You Play it. If you don't hurry up, how will other people use the bulletin board?"

At that moment, the crow feather on the puppeteer's shoulder shook slightly.It seemed as if a black gust of wind was about to burst out in the next second, circling violently and engulfing the entire hall; the pig flinched involuntarily, its two front hooves protected its head and face, and its sparse pink and white hair stood up.After a few seconds, it realized that the other party hadn't moved—the puppeteer didn't even turn his eyes towards it.

Lin Sanjiu blocked the air with one arm, seeing that he held back again, he withdrew his arm.Regardless of whether the opponent is a Corrupted species or not, in the Karma world, it is best not to have any more blood on the puppeteer's hands.

"You stand over there," she said coldly to the pig.

The pig snorted, and slowly walked away a few steps, still in a position where he could see the screen by stretching his neck.

Lin Sanjiu didn't know what this corrupted species was going to do, but she had already wasted half a minute on it, and she didn't want to spend another second; she turned her head, and her eyes fell on the screen again.

At this moment frozen before the recording started, Sibaan hadn't looked at the camera yet.

When you're not looking directly at those eyes, you can't help but breathe a little bit of relief.The moment he turned his head to the side, it seemed that someone accidentally caught a glimpse of the life on the side of him that he had no intention of being seen by outsiders; it was like when he was riding a train, he accidentally raised his head and glanced at the snow-capped mountains in the distance outside the window, the lush green forest, his gaze Involuntarily, he jumped out of the car and followed.

The guy with the square face is right, anyone who sees him will probably have to watch this video - this has nothing to do with gender; people always yearn for beauty, and yearn for the joy of being shocked by beauty and trembling because of it .

"Whose time are you wasting here?" The puppeteer's voice was like an ice diamond, and Lin Sanjiu was jolted awake. "If you need to reboot once before you can act normally, I have plenty of ways to bring you to the brink of death."

"No, no, I was a little surprised," she explained stammeringly, "I, I think he has a good face..."

In the indifferent metallic light shining in the corners of the puppeteer's eyes, she didn't finish the second half of the sentence - Sparan seems to be getting younger and younger, even his skin seems to be getting better?
After the video started playing, she realized that the video was very short, less than ten seconds.

"I'm looking for someone," Sibaan turned away from the camera.He looked directly at the camera and at everyone who watched the video, and said in a low voice, "Her name is Lin Sanjiu. I have been looking for her since we parted last time."

His voice has already been taken back... Lin Sanjiu thought to himself.When Sibaan disappeared last time, his voice was still in Fanhe's hands; but thinking about it, that was at least ten months ago.

Siba'an suddenly raised his head, as if his attention was attracted by something other than the screen.He frowned slightly, probably because he picked up the camera; because the picture suddenly shook, his face was magnified, and the strands of golden hair shone like the sunset light obliquely reflected in the water.

"I'm not safe now, so I can't say more, Xiaojiu, if you see this video," his tone was much more urgent than before, "Go to the ruined arsenal and send me a reminder, and I'll find you!"

In this way, the video playback ended, and it jumped back to the message interface again.

"No more?" Lin Sanjiu was taken aback, and couldn't help but play it again. "There are only two sentences in total... This is too vague. Where is the ruined arsenal? He doesn't mean the one in Bi Luo Huang Quan?"

The puppeteer lowered his head, straightened the feather cloak on his body as if he couldn't hear him, and spent a little extra effort to wipe and clean the place Lin Sanjiu touched just now.

"He can leave a video in the Karma Museum, which shows that he was here at least at that time." Lin Sanjiu frowned, thinking, "He is here, but he wants me to go to Biluohuangquan...? Can he know that he is here?" Where is the next world going? Not right, how did he know that I would come to the Karma Museum?"

Also, what's the matter with "sending reminders"?

The puppeteer still didn't say a word, and even took out an antique silver comb from nowhere.

Even though Lin Sanjiu was full of confusion now, she couldn't help but be attracted by his comb: she had never seen such a flamboyant comb with intricate carvings, and if the gemstones were picked out, it would be enough to decorate a crown, right?
The puppeteer didn't seem to feel anything strange at all, and slowly brushed back a few locks of black hair that had fallen out.

"You, what do you think?" Lin Sanjiu felt that he had something to say but didn't say it. He asked bravely, but only got a sneer.

After asking twice, she also gave up, turned her head and stretched out a finger to the screen.When she watched the video two or three times again, the puppeteer finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked coldly: "You are too small to turn your head and you can hit yourself with a concussion, so you can't even turn your head twice. You can’t even remember the words, can you?”

Lin Sanjiu was frowning, staring at the screen and lost in thought; startled by his words, she turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The reason why he decided on the abandoned site of the arsenal is because in the Twelve Realms, there are several 'abandoned sites of the arsenal'." The puppeteer said almost reservedly, "Including the stronghold of the Karma Museum, there are several bases of the arsenal , and now it’s all in ruins.”

It turned out to be like this... Lin Sanjiu let out a breath.She took one last look at Sparan's video, finally turned off the message, and turned away from the screen.When she arrives at the abandoned site of the arsenal, she may understand what it means to "send reminders".

When the two were about to leave the hall, Lin Sanjiu raised his head and caught a glimpse of the pig.

Although this depraved species is quite annoying, it at least provided her with much-needed information, and it didn't look like it had any bad looks; However, he couldn't help but stop.

She had never tried to describe a pig's facial expression before, but at this moment, when the pig looked at the counter and glass screen in the distance, she could only describe the look on its face as... regret and longing.

"What's the matter with you?" Lin Sanjiu stared at it and asked. "What are you doing here?"

"Ah, I'm used to it." The pig sighed, "I'll come back to check it out from time to time...Maybe I'm quite nostalgic."

Nostalgic?Goosebumps appeared on Lin Sanjiu's arms. "What do you mean?"

The pig walked slowly towards the counter, put its nose against the glass, and blew a hot white mist.Those small eyes kept looking at the table behind the glass window.

"After all, the 'City Hall' is the doomsday world I was born in..." Its tone was about to drop thick nostalgia, "Every brick and stone here is too familiar to me. Since I left my hometown , I have always wanted to go back and have a look... There are quite a few of my kind around here, unlike the Great Flood Service Provider, the reason why we like to gather here is because we want to take a look at our hometown."

Lin Sanjiu froze in place, not knowing how to digest the news for a moment.The pig suddenly became humane, turned around, waved its front hooves at them, and said, "Don't worry about me, as for me, I just come here for a while if I have nothing to do. It doesn't make any difference to me whether you are there or not. Let's go."

The puppeteer didn't even have the interest to look at the pig - when Lin Sanjiu opened his mouth, he had already left the door and turned into a temple at the door again; Lin Sanjiu frowned and opened the glass door. At that time, I finally looked back and swept around.

Her gaze moved from the screen where the video had just been played, to the pig, and then to the notice board at the door.

"What do you mean by welcome today..." she asked in a low voice.

"It represents a safe day when you can safely enter the city hall." The pig said without looking back, regret once again floated up. "In this world, every day is a safe day, and you can't see the notice board that is not welcome today..."

Lin Sanjiu suppressed a surge of anger, and turned around to go out.

When she stepped out the door, the last words of the pig floated into her ears. "I don't know if that rumor is true," it said eagerly, "The various small worlds in the Karma Museum will come alive one day..."

　It's been too long, my mother... don't get stuck at 12 o'clock in the next chapter, anyway, I don't pursue full attendance, so I can write it in the morning
　
(End of this chapter)