Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 2121 You try to move it
No, Lin Sanjiu turned around again, almost wanting to connect her eyes to form a 360-degree slice around her body—there was nowhere, she had already followed the pattern of the stall on the screen to find it here, but nearby There is no sign of Li Zhijun anywhere.

The crowds of people around her are all strangers; she doesn't know anyone, and no one knows her. Other people's eyes swept past her, and then returned to Stranger Things.

Strange, is she wrong?

Thinking about it carefully, the only contact she had with Li Zhijun was very short, and it was so many years ago, and now she is asked to describe and recall the appearance of Li Zhijun, all she can think of is an oval fuzzy flesh color .

Under such circumstances, it is normal for Lin Sanjiu to be wrong.

"Besides, you're not considered friends, you just met once," Teacher Yi reminded mercilessly, "It's him or not, what is he going to do, and what's none of your business? It's important to get down to business quickly."

"In case Kurosawa Ji also..."

"Hei Zeji himself said that he hasn't found his friend for many years." Teacher Yi replied immediately.

After all, he was the one who helped me once back then.if not
Before Lin Sanjiu could sigh in his stomach, he heard a greeting from behind: "Girl, are you standing here to buy something?"

When she turned her head, she happened to meet the stall owner's smiling eyes.The so-called "harmony makes money", although he doesn't like Lin Sanjiu standing in front of the stall looking around to block his business, but his mouth is very thoughtful and enthusiastic: "Come on, you're welcome, I brought a lot of new products this time, do you want to see it?" Take a look? You can try a piece.”

Lin Sanjiu lowered his eyes subconsciously, and scanned the stalls, not even finding anything that looked like food.

The safety measures of Black Stone Collection seem to be in place, and the sellers have put their things on the table with confidence and boldness. Five ceramic utensils, with a cake tray in the center, and only a pile of broken porcelain tiles on the tray.

"Come on, you can try it," the stall owner picked up a piece of broken porcelain with his fingers, and sent it to Lin Sanjiu's face, "But you have to be careful, don't cut your mouth... how are your teeth? Can't you break your teeth?"

Why do people try to eat broken porcelain pieces?
"No, no," Lin Sanjiu quickly waved his hand and declined, "I just want to inquire. I don't have a stall, but if I want to sell something for money, what should I do here?"

The stall owner threw the tile back onto the cake tray with a "Dang" sound.Even if that thing is not real porcelain, it must be much harder than ordinary porcelain.

"My stall is D4," the stall owner answered in a rather detailed way: "You follow this direction, go to D1 road, go all the way to the end, and you will find a circular open space in the center of this 'bowl'. Personal trading system, just go there.”

The entire black stone is assembled in a "bowl" sunken between the valleys, but the bottom is flat; I don't know how many roads radiate from the center to cover the entire "flat bowl".When coming down from the slope of the red pine forest, you will just walk between the two roads AB. If Lin Sanjiu remembers correctly, the last booth on the two roads is 20.

"Thank you," Lin Sanjiu was about to turn his head to leave, but couldn't help but ask, "Why do you want people to eat the tiles?"

The stall owner smiled complacently. "Have you ever heard of chickens eating stones? It's the same reason, it helps digestion."

Well, it would be better not to talk about it, but it will cause more problems.

Although Lin Sanjiu was curious, he still knew what was important, knowing what to do now was the most important thing.If there was Yuan Xiangxi or Bohemia by her side at this time, she probably wouldn't be able to leave without saying it - but she didn't expect that she couldn't just leave without taking a step; because Just as the first step landed, the stall owner spoke again.

"Come on, come to my side," he didn't know why he suddenly changed his tone, almost begging, and murmured behind him: "Please come here... come here."

Lin Sanjiu's hairs stood on end; when he turned his head hastily, he found that there was still only himself in front of the broken porcelain stall that hadn't had time to go far—the stall owner was looking straight at her. It may have been to the second person.

"What did you say?" She asked suspiciously, "Where do you want me to go?"

Unexpectedly, the stall owner was startled when he heard the words, and the look on his face was not only more suspicious than hers, but also more bewildered. "What did you say?" He asked exactly the same, "I didn't ask you where to go."

"No, you told me just now that you want me to go over."

Although standing in the bustling and noisy market, Lin Sanjiu was very sure that this time he was not mistaken, the stall owner was indeed talking—even Teacher Yi proved her in his mind Her memory: what she heard was indeed the voice of the stall owner, and the source of the sound was where the stall owner was standing;

"But I really didn't say anything, what's the benefit of me lying to you?" The stall owner looked at Lin Sanjiu up and down, and his suspicion gradually increased, "You...you just stood here and looked around just now. what?"

"Me? I was looking for someone."

"Didn't you find it?" The stall owner suddenly realized, as if he had come to a conclusion: "Did you think you saw someone? Then you thought you heard me?"

From what he meant, he almost said that Lin Sanjiu was mentally ill.

After leaving booth D4 full of confusion, Lin Sanjiu didn't dare to relax for a while, and kept one ear turned backward to listen to the movement, but the stall owner really didn't make a sound and let her go Far.

Weirdness is weird, but it doesn't affect what she should do; the stall owner's guidance is good, and she quickly found the central part of the "flat bottom bowl", which is where the "personal trading system" is located.

The so-called "personal trading system" is actually not as high-tech as Lin Sanjiu imagined.Maybe it's because there are too many evolutionaries with trading needs, good and bad people mixed together, and they dare not let people directly touch special items or precision machines, so the "personal trading system" is actually a canopy with several registrars sitting under the two rows. In the middle of the booth is a long red and blue two-color booth like a catwalk.

"If you have an item or service to sell, you register with the blue shed, and the red shed is for buyers."

A tall and strong man standing in line in front of the red shed, maybe he is jealous of the power of Karma in this world, and he answered Lin Sanjiu very carefully and patiently. "Did you see that booth? There are also two strips separated by color, right? On the red side, there are information for buying one by one; on the blue side, there are information for sale."

At this time, two rows of sparse signs had been erected on the booth. When Lin Sanjiu looked up, he happened to see two evolutionaries reaching out to a sign in the red area at the same time—the two Their hands couldn't touch each other, and they were both aware of the competitors around them, and their eyes were tightly locked together, as if a small dispute was about to break out.

"If you see a suitable one, take down the sign and go to the shed and tell me. You should have the small sign when the aircraft was parked, right?" Seeing that Lin Sanjiu took out the small wooden sign, the tall and strong man nodded and said : "Whether you are posting information or applying for information, you have to take this as collateral to guarantee the sincerity of a transaction. Otherwise, for example, what if someone tricks the owner out to rob the owner with the excuse of asking for a purchase?"

Lin Sanjiu didn't think about this - no wonder the aircraft had to be parked together.

"That's fine," the tall and strong man thought for a while, "You get the money ready, and nothing else matters."

"More money?" Lin Sanjiu's eyes widened.

"Publishing information requires money, but applying for information does not require money." The tall and strong man looked at her expression and realized it. He raised his chin towards the booth and said, "If you really don't have any money, go and have a look first." Purchasing information is also fine...why do you have aircraft but no money?"

Lin Sanjiu really couldn't provide an answer to this.

Since you don't need money to apply for the job, let's take a look first... Anyway, she came here to sell her property, if she happens to see someone asking for something she has, then there is really nothing that cannot be sold; just like money, it is something outside the body.

As she thought about it, she walked briskly past the first two signs asking for humanoid items.

The first thing that caught her eye and made her very tempted was a brand that wanted to buy "Concentrated Bad Luck" - it seemed that anyone who thought they were unlucky could extract and condense their bad luck, but it had to be stored in In an airtight container, there should be no risk of leakage.

Feeling powerless, Lin Sanjiu continued walking down with regret; when she passed a few more signs, she stopped abruptly.

That's right, she still has this on her body, she almost forgot about it herself - but it just happened to be something she couldn't sell!

"Buy [Life Is Like a Play]," read the sign.

　Ugh.

　
(End of this chapter)