Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1997 Cause and effect pay off...?
Lin Sanjiu vaguely understood why Jotans' complexion turned bitter.

No matter how rich a person is, the spaceship is definitely one of the most important assets; and the most core part of the spaceship, and the place that cannot be missed on business trips, is undoubtedly its engine system—generally speaking, it is related to The cockpit is attached.

However, at this time, the cockpit of the spacecraft was in a situation that no spacecraft manufacturer would have expected.

Not long after Lin Sanjiu walked into the cockpit, she realized that her initial impression was unexpectedly accurate: what fills this place is not just a room of rolling dark clouds and mist; it is a real storm, thick and thick, He wandered between the footsteps heavily, right on the thin edge that was about to roar.

In the room separated by a door, both the temperature and air pressure have really dropped, and it is definitely not a psychological effect.Lin Sanjiu recalled that before the storm, his face seemed to be covered with a wet cloth, and he tried hard to breathe from under the wet cloth.

She squinted her eyes and found that the walls and the bridge were covered with thin drops of water like a layer of cold sweat; when the dark clouds rolled past the corner, she even heard the faint The rumbling sound seemed to be brewing a small thunderbolt.

In the room full of precision instruments, a storm is coming.

"This...what's the matter?"

When Lin Sanjiu walked up a few steps, the puppeteer had already turned her chair around, with her back facing her, and still didn't speak.His wet black hair was stuck to his pale neck, and even the leather and metal decorations on his body were wet. It was as if he had just stepped out of the rain—if he had stepped out.

"Is that... the dungeon of City in the Rain?" Lin Sanjiu put a step or two behind him, trying to soften his voice, and said, "It doesn't mean that after leaving the dungeon world, there will be no more..."

The puppeteer didn't move or answer.Except for turning the chair slightly at first, he seemed completely unaware that there was Lin Sanjiu beside him.

"Consciousness," Teacher Yi suddenly murmured in the back of her mind.

Even though there were only a few words, Lin Sanjiu also captured her meaning—it was an extremely vague feeling, vague like when a person walks on the shore of the lake, the water waves in the depths of the lake are slightly stirred; It was a signal that would not be caught by the five senses, but she still noticed it.

It turned out that after improving her consciousness a few times, she could now vaguely feel the movement of the great witch.

It's just that even if the big witch made a movement, he was still like a statue, as if he didn't hear it at all.

Judging from the timing, she should have responded to her doubts.While thinking about what the great witch might have said, Lin Sanjiu looked around, then unlocked a folding chair card, and sat down beside him silently.

The closer to the puppeteer, the thicker the clouds and mist before the storm; after she sat down, the dark clouds even covered her calves, still lingering, rolling and relaxing on her knees.

Lin Sanjiu suddenly had an almost baseless guess.

There are a small number of puppeteers who are always ready to break away from their own existence—whether they die, become data bodies, or become dungeons, as long as they are no longer puppet masters.When he gradually turned into a dark city under the wind and rain, the puppet masters in that small area probably accepted and even embraced the fate of becoming a replica with relief and gratitude.

Perhaps it was for this reason that the dungeon did not completely let go of him.

Even though Lin Sanjiu couldn't figure out how that side effect remained deep in his body - there were too many things in this world that she didn't understand.

The most urgent task is to stabilize his state first.

Where to start?Could it be that the reason why he suddenly fell into the current state was because he didn't find Gong Daoyi?
But that doesn't seem right... When she was talking to the puppeteer on [eBay], she already knew that he hadn't found Gongdaoyi. Although his mood at that time was not very good, it was not to this point .

Not finding Gong Daoyi would certainly disappoint him, but on top of that, there was another accident... The two disconnected communication, but it was just a matter of one day, and the accident during this period...

She watched the rainwater slowly slid down from the puppeteer's face and neck, and several streams of water gurgled on the black leather, submerged in the dull and wet knotted feathers.

Lin Sanjiu bent down, lowered his body, leaned his elbows on his legs, and asked softly, "You need Jotans... what ability is he?"

The puppeteer's eyelashes seemed to be blinking, but stopped after a slight trembling.The bright powder at the corner of his eyes tore into a deep red, as if the skin was suddenly cut open by sharp bright powder.

Lin Sanjiu suddenly understood.

When she was caught alive from the flying platform onto the spaceship, the spaceship didn’t slow down at all—a spaceship just rushed over her head in the sky, she didn’t even see the color of the spaceship clearly, the next second she was caught It was sucked up, so even with her skill, she didn't have time to guard against it.

The "One Hundred Thousand Worlds Transfer Dream" occupies an extremely vast sea, and it is also one of the most popular and busiest areas nearby; Lin Sanjiu was found on the flight platform—at that distance, even if the spaceship had a detection system, it was impossible to see everyone's facial features clearly; let alone when it was swept by at high speed?

But it did.Or rather, someone on board did just that.

This ability to track and distinguish targets undoubtedly belongs to Jotans—this is the only reason Lin Sanjiu can think of why the puppeteer keeps him by his side: because he wants to use Jotans' The ability to find Gong Daoyi.

"Could it be that... even Jotans didn't find him?" Lin Sanjiu saw that the puppeteer didn't answer a word, so he could only follow his intuition and guess, and said softly: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if he can't find him. I I'm still here, as long as you need me, I won't go...you know."

Under the pale skin held by the black leather collar, the almost imperceptible Adam's apple moved slightly; but no matter what the puppeteer wanted to say, it dissipated before it took shape.

Sometimes, she felt that the puppeteer seemed to be sinking into a dark abyss little by little, and the only thin thread that could hold him back was "revenge"—this feeling had been felt for quite a while. It hadn't appeared before, but at this moment Lin Sanjiu was aware of its existence again.

"I will help you," Lin Sanjiu whispered, "Don't you believe me? Even if he is not interested in me, I will help you find him..."

As if enduring some kind of pain in his body, some kind of force that repelled his own body, the puppeteer suddenly closed his eyes tightly.

"Tell me," any movement of him can make Lin Sanjiu see hope, she is most afraid that the puppeteer will be completely closed. "If there's anything I don't know, you can tell me..."

The puppeteer turned his head slowly.

"Jortans said he couldn't find this person." His voice was as dry as his eyes, and every word was rubbing and squeezing each other, as if trying to break free from the narrow throat, otherwise it would disappear .

"I don't understand," Lin Sanjiu said softly, "Even if he's not in this world right now, it doesn't mean you won't be able to find him next time..."

"You don't understand." The puppeteer looked away again, and said in a low voice: "When he started tracking, we were still standing on a piece of land without any abnormality. When he came to a conclusion, where we were However, it has been covered by the power of Karma..."

Lin Sanjiu fell silent, for a moment her heart seemed to sink into the dark clouds and mists beneath her feet.

"You...you were touched by the power of Karma?"

The puppeteer didn't speak or move.His silence was enough for her to get an affirmative answer.

"You are worried..." Lin Sanjiu understood now, "Your karma is..."

She didn't finish her sentence.

　Speaking of which, my growth experience may be different from that of most domestic children.Since I was in elementary school, I have decided what books to read, what classes to take, which school to go to or not to go to, what clothes to wear, what games to play, what time to make friends and what time to get up... During my entire study life, my mother asked me "Have you finished your homework?" The number of times is no more than five times (certainly not because I am self-conscious, who wants to do homework for children), and the teacher's comments on me every semester are "free and undisciplined".Looking back now, I find this upbringing to be a valuable, albeit far from perfect, experience.

　
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