Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 2126 More and more flexible humanoid objects
Since Lin Sanjiu couldn't get close to the smoke and cloud storm below, and wanted to lower the humanoid objects down as soon as possible, there was only one way left: after opening the door, push them down one by one.

"Feel sorry,"

In the airflow rushing into the aircraft, Lin Sanjiu couldn't get out of the safety belt protection of the pilot's seat, so he had to tilt his body, stretch out a long leg, and twist a very reluctant, eel-like twist to avoid her. The sorceress pushed her toes towards the door little by little, and shouted, "You won't get hurt, I promise, thank you!"

When the sorceress was finally squeezed out of the aircraft by the last push, from the tumbling smoke below, she heard her cry that quickly changed into the distance: "You're welcome——"

Pretty polite.

Lin Sanjiu turned his attention to the painter; the latter hugged the drawing board, shook his head, and said, "Huh?"

"Ah," Lin Sanjiu nodded affirmatively at him.

"Ah," the painter stretched his neck to look at the high sky outside the door, and involuntarily took a step back, just in time to put his back into Lin Sanjiu's hand; she pushed lightly, and the painter staggered and fell into the air In the middle of the night, there was a long and standard cry of a person falling from a high altitude: "Ahhhh——"

Mentors are the most agile and therefore the hardest to peel off the armrests inside the craft.

"No, listen to me," the instructor leaned against the inner wall of the aircraft, dodging Lin Sanjiu's protruding toes.It is a miracle that he can persist for such a long time in a small aircraft that can only accommodate one person.

"What did you say? Didn't you just say, do you need your help?" Lin Sanjiu asked a little angrily.

"Yes, yes, I did agree, even the help fee can be owed first, and we can talk about it later, after all, we are all acquaintances." Seeing Lin Sanjiu stretching out his feet to hook him, the tutor took a deep breath and shrunk his stomach Going back, the whole person is attached to the aircraft, like a squirrel crushed by a car tire. "The problem is, none of us have seen this cloud of smoke for ourselves before you opened the door..."

"So what? You are objects, you don't get sick."

"Yes, the truth is this," the instructor said with a serious face, "but I can say on behalf of the two of them, after seeing that thing, we all had an inexplicable sense of resistance, explain this thing, It might still affect us a bit..."

"I have no other choice but you." Lin Sanjiu said, "Even if there is an impact, it is a risk we have to bear now... At least for you, the risk is relatively small, isn't it?"

By the time she finished speaking, her consciousness had quietly stretched out and entangled the mentor; while he repeatedly said "wait, wait", she dragged him and pushed him out of the aircraft.

"If you see a pig, be careful!" Lin Sanjiu finally ordered.

"You need to pay more—" From under the aircraft, the tutor's long cry drifted away until it disappeared.

Seeing that they had all disappeared under the cloud of smoke, Lin Sanjiu quickly picked up the communicator and said, "Pina, I have sent several humanoid objects to find you, and the place where they fell is near the puppeteer's aircraft. "

There was no answer from the communicator, but there was a loud rustling noise, as if being pressed down by a person's body, and the sound of clothes rubbing against the radio.

"Pina?" Lin Sanjiu called again.

The receiver was obviously being suppressed by something, because Pina's coughing voice sounded a lot more blurred and distant: "You are... who are you?"

"Pina?" Lin Sanjiu straightened up all of a sudden.

Is someone over there approaching Pina?

Before she could say anything to the communicator, it was shaken twice by a heavy impact; then, the communicator indicator light flashed, and fell into a dead silence—communication was interrupted .

Fortunately, she also put a communicator on each humanoid object, so as not to lose contact with the ground; Lin Sanjiu hurriedly changed the communication channel and asked, "Mentor? Goddess? Have you landed yet?"

"Ah," the painter made an unhappy voice.

Lin Sanjiu wiped his face vigorously. "It can talk, has anyone heard it?"

"I heard you," the mentor's breathless voice finally rang out: "Where is this place... Oh, hi, witch."

From his communicator, and from the sorcerer's communicator, the voices of the two people greeting each other from a distance came at the same time——Lin Sanjiu just lowered the aircraft to the lowest point possible, it seems that their landing positions are finally different from each other too far.

"You guys saw each other," Lin Sanjiu said lightly, and was startled suddenly after speaking half a sentence. "Huh? Did you see each other?"

"Yes," replied the tutor. "I also saw the painter, squatting on the ground looking at something... Hey, painter! What are you looking at?"

He seemed to be further away from the painter, so the sound of his hurried footsteps sounded through the communicator.Lin Sanjiu became more suspicious now, and hurriedly asked, "Why can you see each other? Isn't there a thick cloud of smoke underneath?"

"It's not very thick," the sorceress explained, "like the mist in the morning, you can still vaguely see the appearance of the buildings on the street. Compared with the turbulent life and unpredictable fate, this is really -"

How could Lin Sanjiu have the patience to listen to her thoughts, she had already stood up, leaned on the glass, and carefully looked at the smoke and clouds underneath—yes, in just a few minutes, those big balls rolled The dirty gray cloud of smoke was indeed showing a tendency to gradually dissipate; she was in mid-air, and she could even vaguely discern the shadows of the moving objects.

"Shales," Lin Sanjiu ordered, "check it out, has the unknown danger dissipated a lot now? Lower the aircraft a little bit, okay?"

"Painter, what are you looking at?"

At this time, the mentor finally approached the painter; the painter said an inexplicable "ah" through the communicator.

Lin Sanjiu watched the aircraft descend cautiously little by little, and focused all her attention on the smoke clouds floating on the ground, so she only asked absent-mindedly, "What is it?"

The instructor took a breath, and completely drew her attention back to the communicator.

"It's a connector, the same as the one you gave me," the instructor said quickly, "but it was smashed."

It's the one Pina was holding just now!
When this idea hit her mind like an electric shock, Lin Sanjiu was shocked and excited for a moment: she was scared because she was afraid that someone nearby was attacking her friends; she was excited because seeing the communicator meant that People are not far away.

"Be careful," she said to the communicator immediately, "don't move your place now, let alone separate, stay with the painter, and if you see a pig, tell me immediately, if necessary, the painter can decide to attack—you can huh, painter?"

"Huh?" The painter sounded very unsure.

The characteristic of his item is that he only knows who to attack after receiving the order, so it may be a bit difficult for him to decide for himself; Lin Sanjiu thought about it, and seeing that the smoke below gradually became thinner, he also made a decision: "Mentor, you are in charge of making the painter attack, witch, if you have nothing to do, you can predict where we can find him."

The tutor heard what she meant and asked, "What about you?"

"Pina dropped the communicator with you, which means that no matter what happened to her, she is still within this range, and it shouldn't be very far away."

At this time, the ground became clearer and clearer. It seemed that after another 10 minutes, there would no longer be any traces of smoke and cloud storms here. As long as Shales no longer detects suspicious substances, perhaps she can personally Go find someone.

But until then, she can't just wait. "I fly fast. It takes less than 2 minutes to find a circle around here."

It took only a few minutes from Pina's last sentence to when the mentor found the smashed communicator; like any missing case, the initial reaction time is the most precious and the most likely to find someone back, the longer it is delayed, The less hope of finding someone.

When she whizzed past the heads of the three humanoid objects, the three of them were standing there obediently—humanoid objects are more reliable than people, and after accepting the order, generally speaking, they will not come back. Walked around because of a whim, a change of mind.

But that's "in general" - there are always exceptions.

Especially when it comes to humanoid objects that are becoming more and more "flexible" and more and more like real people, it is even more uncertain-when Lin Sanjiu flew back in a circle, not only found nothing, but found several humanoid objects Also disappeared from the place.

"Where did you go?" Lin Sanjiu asked the communicator.

"We're in the building next to the road," the tutor replied.

"Why do you want to go into the building?"

"I remember one of your friends is not alive, right?"

Yuan Xiangxi, who is obviously not affected by the [disease], has no news like the others, and has always been a mystery hanging in Lin Sanjiu's heart. She immediately responded: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"We should have seen him, so we came in to help."

This answer could hardly explain any doubts at all, but made Lin Sanjiu even more confused.

"What? What can I help you with? How come back—forget it, I can't afford to delay." She didn't have time to argue repeatedly, so she simply asked Shales, "Shales, can I go down?"

The artificial intelligence system rarely hesitated. "I do not detect the same unknown danger in the air at this moment," Shales replied cautiously.

This is enough for Lin Sanjiu.

She covered her whole body with a [Protective Force Field], holding a [Nostradamus Card] that was not known how useful it would be, and quickly jumped down from the stationary aircraft, walking towards the black She ran to the building next to Fangge—through the glass door, the painter was waving at her twice hastily.

Just as she jumped up the steps in two steps and crossed the open space in front of the building, she felt it.

No wonder Shales didn't detect danger from the air anymore... No wonder there was no wind here, but the smoke cloud dissipated so quickly.

All the buildings, roads, facilities, plants... are like sponges, absorbing the effect of [Disease].

She left the only safe place - the sky.

When she fell down, the last scene Lin Sanjiu saw was a building falling obliquely to the ground, humanoid objects running out of the building, and the fourth shadow behind them.

"She is ill," said the sorceress hastily.

The instructor asked, "Are you all ready?"

"Move her up," Yuan Xiangxi said in his voice, "and take her to the isolation center immediately."

(End of this chapter)