Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1988 Accidental online chat
"Why do you have two of the same special item?"

Lin Sanjiu learned the lesson this time, and immediately sent a private chat to "Tropical Living Room Long-striped Deer".Judging from the speed of the other party's reply, he should have been waiting for news on [ebay].

"It's a coincidence," said the first sentence.

The second one asked rhetorically, "Don't you need two of the same special item?"

If he had realized that "Bouncy Little Sesame" was catching people out by asking for information, he obviously didn't take it to heart.Lin Sanjiu stared at the news for a few seconds, and the vague feeling in his heart finally took shape.

He speaks so casually, without fear at all... This person, it seems, doesn't even know that "Little Sesame" is a puppeteer.

Those who tracked the puppeteer behind the scenes probably didn't reveal the true identity of the target, but they didn't know how to urge these people to come to sell things; that's right, after all, the puppeteer has a reputation as a "mad dog", if the seller Knowing that he was dealing with a mad dog, there was no telling what might happen.

"If you sell things to me at a low price, what benefits will you get?"

"What you said is, buy and sell, buy and sell, I get money."

"Is that enough money?"

"Isn't that enough for me?"

"Tropical living room long-striped deer" is almost too oily and salty. Lin Sanjiu was blocked for a moment and had nothing to say. After thinking about it, he simply asked straightforwardly: "Is someone instructing you to come to me to sell things? Is that person?" Who? What is the account name?"

She was originally unwilling to startle the enemy; but if the "tropical living room mule deer" is just a pawn of the person behind it, maybe she can squeeze some information from the other person instead.

"Ah? No, you misunderstood."

"I know more than you think..."

"Obviously not that much, because I'm really not told."

This person is not only serious, but also very conversational; when Lin Sanjiu was secretly angry while looking at the dialog box, another message came from the other party: "So do you want to buy it? Are you just asking questions?"

"Tell me the truth, I am willing to give you an item as a reward, how about it?"

"If you don't want to buy this, I have others, would you like to take a look?"

That's right—Lin Sanjiu felt as if he couldn't help but play a game of "only asking questions during the conversation", and no one was willing to answer.She held back her anger and thought for a while, and the other party had already sent all the things she wanted to sell in a long-winded manner. One thing sent a message, and the messages filled her dialog box one after another.

"Has the power of Karma spread here?" Teacher Yi said suspiciously, "Didn't you just do that to the puppeteer, and now you are getting retribution?"

"It's quite talkative without a mouth," Lin Sanjiu muttered unhappily.

"Tropical living room long-striped deer" sent a lot of messages, and she finally waited for the other party to finish counting, and found that he had more than ten items for sale—all of them were special items that looked very good.

Even if it was her, she was reluctant to sell her belongings immediately, after all, it was uncertain when she would rely on them to save her life.How can ordinary people take out all their wealth and sell it at a low price?How can you give up?

Lin Sanjiu frowned and looked at the dozen or so special items, feeling as if a thought was about to float up from the water of her consciousness soon, but she fished it several times, but only found nothing.

The other party has two [Today I am an anaerobic organism], and they don't feel bad about selling things, and they are willing to sell everything... There is no doubt that the people behind him must have given him some benefits and compensation; but, she always feels that It seemed that there was another layer of answers. No matter how she stretched out her hand, her fingertips could barely reach it.

She thought hard for a few minutes, but still couldn't think of it; at this moment, she suddenly received a message from "Muscle Son Xiantao".

Lin Sanjiu was so excited that he didn't care about the "Striped Deer in the Tropical Living Room". He opened it hastily and found that the puppeteer had a rare speech: "I don't know if it's him."

Even though he couldn't see, she nodded.

"Because there are not many users, buying on [eBay] is generally not smooth. Even if you can buy something, you often have to wait for a long time." Maybe I didn't realize that Lin Sanjiu was there, and the puppeteer hadn't Thinking of cursing, I just continued: "But recently, I have bought two things at low prices one after another, and they are all purchase information that I posted a long time ago."

"I originally thought it might be a coincidence. I never hide my identity, and anyone who wants to inquire about my whereabouts doesn't need to be so devious." The tone of his third message was also very flat, "But it's just three things, especially when you send me a request They all received a response immediately, which is not normal.”

What is "Lianyou", Lin Sanjiu secretly slandered.Isn't she lucky?
"I have a way,"

After waiting for a few seconds, seeing that the puppeteer seemed to have finished speaking, she immediately sent a response. "Did you see the purchase request I sent? Leave a message and say that you have... well, say you have that phantom editing machine, and see if anyone will come to you?"

However, she didn't get a response to this message for a long time; there was still no message under the message asking to buy a phantom editing machine—the puppeteer didn't seem to stay long, and logged out of [eBay] after replying to the message. Saw her reply.

Really, what's the rush?Can't you just wait a little longer?

While complaining secretly, Lin Sanjiu opened up the conversation with the "tropical living room long-striped deer" again. "I want to buy it," she sent a message, tentatively saying, "I just think it's expensive."

This time, there was no response from Tropical Living Room Mule Deer.

Coincidentally, both of them disappeared?
Lin Sanjiu waited a little impatiently, no matter how many messages he sent to urge him, there was no result, so he simply logged out of [eBay], stood up and moved his body for a while.When she entered [eBay] again, she was about to open the dialogue window as before, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

She hurriedly turned around and opened the browsing page—when her gaze touched Lin Sanjiu, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help being stunned.

Usually when she comes in, the page is full of brightly colored items, because when she is in one of the twelve worlds, she is in the same world with more people, and there are many items for her to buy; but on the page at this moment, there is not a single Items are lit.

Whether it's the items for sale, the information about buying, or the dialog box of private chat, wherever Lin Sanjiu looked, there was a gloomy and dead silence; She fell into a tomb-no matter how she rushed, how she shouted, there was not even a trace of echo.

It wasn't that the puppeteer had logged out, and it wasn't that "Tropical Living Room Long-striped Deer" had left; Lin Sanjiu clearly realized that he was "separated" from him.

who is it?How did it work?
Could it be that the person secretly found——

This idea just came up, Lin Sanjiu felt the [eBay] page in front of her suddenly shake; this time, almost even her brain and sanity were knocked apart, and when she wanted to log out, she found herself As if a foot was stuck, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get out.

The shock was just the beginning.In the sudden, undulating pain that could not be shaken off, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help moaning and fell off the chair.

　This chapter is too stuck. I wrote a thousand words when I posted the anti-theft, and an hour after I finished the anti-theft, the total word count reached 300 words... I deleted and edited it several times, and this version is finally barely qualified. Forget it Let's do it first.

　
(End of this chapter)