Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1969 Why does Lin Sanjiu keep hitting his feet...?

It is of course a good thing to be able to call Siba'an, but the problem is that Lin Sanjiu knows very well that Fanhe must have a backhand waiting for him - just like she carefully prepared this dungeon to deal with Lin Sanjiu.

From what she said, she seemed to know more about Sparan, and the risk he faced was probably greater; calling her friend into an obvious trap to get back what she lost?

It's his business whether Siba'an cares or not, Lin Sanjiu can't pass his own test.

"No?" Fanhe shook his head and said with a sigh, "I don't know if you don't have enough confidence in him, or you have too much confidence in yourself."

"Hurry up what you want," Lin Sanjiu said in a tight voice, looking at the row of chess pieces in front of him, wondering which one would be unlucky next.

Fanhe really didn't know how to be polite at all: in her next turn, she gave up the action of letting any chess piece "land" and walked directly into the chessboard; He walked to the center of the chessboard in seconds - but not on Lin Sanjiu's row.

"Thinking about it now, you deliberately released my space leap, and concealed the equipment on your body..." When she spoke, she didn't turn her head, she just quietly looked at the calf-high [painting style mutation] in front of her. "Ding" the chess piece, and said in a deep voice: "Who knows if you have a seed ability? What if it's a powerful ability, and you just want to lure me closer?"

...is really impeccably cautious.

"I'm not in a hurry," Fanhe said, "I'm patient enough to allow me to cut my flesh a little bit slowly."

As she said that, she raised her chin towards [Mutated version of painting style] and said, "Attack."

The [painting style mutation version with a ding], which had no chance to choose defense just now, turned into a light spot without any suspense, and flew straight to Fanhe's shelf-at that moment, Lin Sanjiu felt as if It became a dough, and a piece was just pulled off by someone.

"Now it's the turn of Lin Sanjiu's customers." The female employee finished announcing, and at the same time reminded: "Fan and customers can't move and turn."

It doesn't make sense to not be able to move——with a P value of 12, it can't be called a living target anyway.

Lin Sanjiu bit her lip and was silent for a while.

Fanhe's two sides and the entire line behind [a sudden ding in the style of painting] are empty; if the adjacent chess piece wants to attack her, it needs to turn around first - but the chess piece can only turn around once in each round, and the chess piece waits for it to attack her. If he walked over and had to wait until the next round to turn around and attack her, it would be tantamount to giving Fanhe a trophy for nothing, and it definitely wouldn't work.

If she went over to attack by herself...if the attack was not successful due to the difference in P value, Lin Sanjiu would be arrested in the next round; then she would have no way out.

"What should you do?" Fanhe seemed to have guessed her thoughts, and said softly: "Look, I'm right? The victory of this dungeon depends only on the overall power of the chess pieces... Just like life, there are It's not fair that people are born stronger."

Lin Sanjiu was anxious and heartbroken, and his temper and attitude could be said to be extremely bad, so he couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "When you play chess, you play chess. You talk too much, and you don't see how this psychological strategy affects me. is that useful?"

Fanhe didn't take it to heart at all, and forgave her with a calm and magnanimous expression.

"Is it my turn?" Lin Sanjiu said angrily, "Return to your seat."

As soon as her words fell, the "consciousness" on the chessboard immediately turned into light spots again, and flew back to the shelf behind her—after all, she couldn't afford to lose the price of consciousness anymore—as soon as the consciousness chess pieces disappeared, they revealed The "space spanning" behind it.

Fanhe's eyes immediately seemed to be glued to the "space crossing" chess piece.

Lin Sanjiu stretched his neck, looked at the chessboard, and after counting the squares in his heart, he said without much confidence: "Go forward...go forward eleven squares."

The only one who can advance eleven squares in one breath is naturally only "space crossing" - at that moment, Fanhe's gaze seemed to be about to follow the chess pieces and cross the chessboard together; but her neck muscles and eyeballs were just about to move. There were no signs, but suddenly stopped and froze, like a toy man whose electricity was cut off suddenly.

"As I said, you can't move the steering anymore," the female employee reminded again, not very happy.

In such a short time of one or two seconds, the "Space Leap" piece has already stood far away on the last row of tiles on the chessboard.Beyond the line in front of it is the shelf of Fanhe.

"What are you trying to do?" Although Fanhe couldn't turn his head, he could figure out where the chess piece was, frowned slightly and said, "I've never seen such a stupid move... Don't you know that this way, you Are you exposed yourself?"

"No," Lin Sanjiu said, poking his neck, "You also only have one chance to turn around. Even if you get in front of me, you have to wait for the next turn before you can turn around and catch me."

The female employee coughed without embarrassment.

Lin Sanjiu turned his head towards her with a swipe. "You... what do you mean by coughing?"

"As I said, the limitation of movement is for chess pieces, and you are not bound by this rule." She said in a tone as calm as possible: "That is to say... within ten seconds, even if she circles on the chessboard It will be all right."

"You—did you say it?" Lin Sanjiu couldn't help raising his voice, his face flushed red.

"I did."

Fanhe sneered slightly. "You asked too many questions in order to delay time, but instead you forgot the real key rules?"

Lin Sanjiu glanced at her blankly, then looked at the lonely "space leap" in the distance, and wiped his face vigorously. "Wait, can I repeat this round—"

"I can't." Even the female employee of the dungeon sighed.

"But I don't know this rule!"

"It's not my fault that you forgot." The female employee rubbed her eyebrows and said, "I clearly said at the time that you are not bound by the rules of chess pieces."

Seeing that any further entanglement would only make Fanhe a joke, Lin Sanjiu gritted his teeth and said in a buzzing voice, "I...I choose to defend."

"What does it mean to lift a rock and shoot yourself in the foot..." Fanhe shook his head, his eyes turned between Lin Sanjiu and "Space Leap". "However... I have always been very cautious. I don't care if you really forgot or pretended, the safest and most beneficial way for me is to take all of you one by one when you can't reach me. All the chess pieces are eaten... Don't forget, as long as I am happy, I can end the copy at any time."

Lin Sanjiu's complexion turned pale obviously.

"When I take away all your things and leave you with the one equipped on your body, even if it is really a seed ability, then you will beg me instead of me begging you." Fanhe looked flat Say: "I give up on the first action, please start the timer."

Within ten seconds, Fanhe had already arrived behind the "Space Leap" chess piece, and raised his voice, "Attack."

Since her back was facing her, Lin Sanjiu didn't know what kind of expression she had when "Space Leap" finally returned to Fanhe after such a long time.

"Now it's Lin Sanjiu's customer's turn," the female employee said flatly, "Fan and the customer can no longer move around."

"Return to your seat," Lin Sanjiu's voice sounded immediately after her words fell, quickly and smoothly: "Back, attack."

　I'm sorry everyone, it's a bit late, because the casino (stock market) opened, I glanced at it, and was shocked by the sharp drop when the market opened... Only then did I remember who I am and where I am

　
(End of this chapter)