Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1960 Lin Sanjiu hates pop-up ads

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Lin Sanjiu resisted the anxious urge to put the breathing mask back on, and desperately focused on the problem at hand.The fear and urgency that arise when a person can't breathe are so intense that any kind of crisis can't be compared—even as an evolutionary, Lin Sanjiu feels that she is about to be smashed by the beast in her lungs at this moment.

"That is to say, the essence of this doomsday world, if you use a metaphor, is actually not 'network' or 'advertising', but 'service provider'." She took Teacher Yi as an echo board and said: "It collected my past, based on the threat I was impressed with that was very dangerous to me, and then..."

Teacher Yi, as her subconscious representation, naturally knew what she meant, and added: "Then 'auction' was released?"

No matter how I think about it, I feel that such a doomsday world is really incredible.

According to the information given by the puppeteer, the auction objects in the world of "Internet Advertising Instant Auction Service Provider" are probably all the things that hunt for "evolvers" in this endless doomsday world system: dungeons, Corrupted species, unclassifiable creatures and traps... wherever she goes, there is a blank advertising space.

As long as there are blank advertising spaces, this world of "online advertising instant auction service provider" who does not know why it has come alive will continue to release auctions; and all kinds of things in the world will continue to "buy" the advertisements around her Bits, appearing around her one after another - especially those that resemble her past "COOKIE".

Thinking of the weirdness and crisis she has experienced, there are so many versions in the thousands of worlds, Lin Sanjiu almost felt a dusty particle-like feeling of insignificance.

"What about oxygen?" Teacher Yi sounded worried, "Anyone who breathes oxygen in this doomsday world is considered to be connected to this 'online advertising' system, right? Is oxygen considered a doomsday factor, or is it something else?" what?"

Theoretically speaking, an "online advertising instant auction service provider" cannot destroy any world, because it is not dangerous; There is no way.

And all kinds of strange things to "buy" advertising space, relying on this strange system, are also very personal.Each "advertisement" can only destroy at most one person, not to mention destroying the world.

And oxygen is even less likely to be a doomsday factor, not to mention that human beings simply inhaling oxygen has no effect at all, she can't wait for a little oxygen now-that is to say, the role that the "doomsday factor" should play is now assigned to three things.

"Whatever the doomsday factor is," Lin Sanjiu said irritably, "I understand why the arsenal puts a gas shield on the outside. After cutting off the oxygen inside, the members of the arsenal who come in will not activate this system. .But the members of the arsenal have to breathe, right? If they can’t even use the oxygen cylinders, wouldn’t they be dying if they come in?”

Teacher Yi naturally has no answer to this question.

Lin Sanjiu glanced at the small square on the blue wall man's head again.That fork was like a promise, a gesture of goodwill, telling her that as long as she clicked, the threat in front of her would disappear immediately—just like the red brick wall doll last time.

However, Lin Sanjiu was not born after the apocalypse, she had seen pop-up advertisements on the Internet.

In order to allow users to click into the advertisements, they can be said to be all-in-one; the advertisements that were clearly closed when they clicked the cross last time, may suddenly open a new link for you when you click next time. Not to mention that sometimes the closing box will move, and sometimes there will be a false closing box...

In the past, she just had to close the newly pop-up browsing page, but in this world of "online advertising instant auction service provider", if she accidentally clicked on it, it would obviously mean a series of new crises-she remembered that she had just clicked Broken McDonald's bag, fake Ren Nan climbed onto her shoulders.

Besides, even if she successfully shut down the "blue wall man", she still can't breathe, but it is equivalent to vacating the advertising space; as long as she breathes, the "blank advertising space" around her will be filled with God knows What the hell is this new gadget.

"Why don't you do this," Teacher Yi suggested, "keep the blue wall people first, don't close them, so that at least there will be no new things... Then you run quickly, take a breath when you run far, and wait for the blue wall When the wall man is following up, stop the oxygen quickly."

After Lin Sanjiu thought about it, it seemed that this was the only way.

"Am I walking the dog or taking the kite," she muttered, thinking again of the pigs at City Hall.

Did the pig hear something?Could it be said that in the Karma Museum world, every doomsday world model will wake up sooner or later?

It's just that now is not the time to think deeply about the problem. Taking advantage of her lungs that seemed to be about to explode, she quickly looked through the map of the arsenal and found a control room called "Information Center".After finding the right direction, she glanced at the "blue wall man" again, turned around and ran away.

It seemed that her bad luck was about to come to an end; every time Lin Sanjiu turned her head back on the road, she found that the "blue wall man" was still standing there motionless, looking from a distance as if he had lost his life after disconnecting the internet. Dynamic web page pop-up ads.

"Here," Teacher Yi hurriedly called out.

Lin Sanjiu stopped in front of a locked mud-gray door, thought for a while, then turned around and ran back a few steps, pulling away from the door.She looked in the direction of the "blue wall man", immediately took out the breathing mask, and covered her face again - there is no more fresh and precious feeling in the world than when she was about to suffocate and inhaled that mouthful of oxygen.

Before she even had time to turn off the oxygen tank again, the jet-black hair of the "Blue Wall Man" had already appeared in the alley ahead.Compared with the real blue-wall man she had met before, this one seemed to be much slower; she quickly turned off the oxygen, and took a few steps back tentatively. Seeing that the "blue-wall man" still had no new movements, she couldn't help but My heart is relieved.

Although this method is very cumbersome, it finally works.

When the door was opened, Lin Sanjiu didn't hold back at all, she just poured all the fire in her heart on the door; even though the door was solid and thick, it couldn't resist her heavy punches on the door hinge.As soon as the door hinge broke, she immediately grabbed the edge and tore it off forcefully. The metal door lock rattled and rolled away on the ground.

After walking into the corridor, the next few rooms were treated equally roughly; when Lin Sanjiu felt a bit like King Kong, she finally found the communication transmission room inside the arsenal.

The entire branch had been cut off for a long time. In order to activate the communication transmission system of the arsenal, she had to go around the back of the building and find a backup generator.Start the power generation, connect the system, turn on the system... During this series of steps, she took another three or four breaths, and each time, the "blue wall man" was indeed recruited.

After entering the number that Siba'an had left for her in the missing person video, Lin Sanjiu's finger stopped on "send".

She frowned slightly, and couldn't tell what kind of feeling was in her heart for a moment.

Is it... a sense of crisis?It doesn't seem right either.

She looked back, and there was silence and emptiness all around her.Apart from her and the silent, dark machine, not even the "Blue Wall Man" was around, and there were no other new advertisements.

Lin Sanjiu pondered for a while, then pressed "Send".

　I finally finished writing, I am free, but now there is a problem, the cat is holding my foot in pursuit of freedom...

　
(End of this chapter)