Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 492 Lin Sanjiu and the old woman are the same kind of person?

... The air immediately fell silent, and spent a few long seconds in shock.

The carpet was empty, and there was not even a single mark left on the spot where the pair of black cloth shoes stepped on just now.

Look at the way the old woman was stretched and sucked up just now, she seems to be sticking to the ceiling at this time; just looking up, the ceiling is naturally empty: a big living person, unexpectedly came out of this floor in the blink of an eye. Disappeared.

Qing Jiuliu blinked, and his long eyelashes flickered a few times.

If it wasn't for the fact that his body below the neck was still as unconscious as a stone, he might have thought that he had just had a dream... Confused, he turned his eyes in Ji Shanqing's direction, and then was taken aback.

At this time, Libao was staring at Chao Qingjiuliu, with an expression of disbelief; his lips were parted, and he was about to say something, but he was suddenly hit in the stomach—a surprised expression has not yet fully emerged , he immediately wrinkled his face in pain.

Qing Jiuliu suddenly became agitated and turned his head abruptly.

Not far behind him, Lin Sanjiu was standing beside the railing of the swimming pool, pinching his nose tightly with one hand and holding a card with the other.Her lips were tightly pressed together, as if she was afraid of leaking a little air, her face was flushed, and veins had already appeared on her forehead.

Obviously, she had been holding her breath for a while.

"You recovered?" Qing Jiuliu blurted out immediately.

"You will suffer from depression when you breathe", so if you don't breathe, you should be able to temporarily get rid of the effects of depression - but even if he can figure this out, he still has doubts: "This... ...What's going on here? Since you thought of this method, why are you recovering now? And...where's that old woman?"

Lin Sanjiu pinched her nose and shook her head vigorously, not knowing what she meant; she threw the pen and paper on the ground with a flick of her hand, she tapped vigorously in the direction of the corridor a few times, and then turned her hand around her face a few laps.

Qing Jiuliu looked at her in confusion.Although I still don't understand the situation, the atmosphere has quietly relaxed a lot.

Even for an evolutionary, it won't last long without being able to breathe, so every second is painful and precious.Lin Sanjiu obviously didn't believe that she could open her mouth to speak without inhaling air. She quickly pointed to the corridor again, desperately circling around her face. action.

Qing Jiuliu was tired from lifting his neck, so he simply lay down on the floor - he looked like a dog watching humans do stupid things, still with a dazed expression on his face.

The veins on Lin Sanjiu's forehead twitched a few times—just when she was secretly anxious, she finally saved her with an "ah" and said, "I understand!"

Before Qing Jiuliu could turn his head to ask, he hurriedly piled up the gift bags and shouted into the corridor: "Cutu! Citu, come in!"

There was a pause in the corridor, and a voice came: "...I won't go in."

Lin Sanjiu closed her eyes, as if trying to control herself.

"You come in! It's all right now, I won't lie to you!"

"Are you all right?" Chitu muttered a few words in a low voice, as if he was asking for advice from the communication box; after a few seconds, he raised his voice and asked, "Where's the old woman?"

The gift bag got stuck in the shell, and he avoided answering: "Don't worry, it's safe now! Come in quickly, we need your help."

...After a long period of time that seemed to be ten years, a pair of bright yellow eyes cautiously poked out from behind the corner of the corridor.The eyeballs rolled left and right, seeing that there was no shadow of the old woman around, and finally gradually raised again, revealing a long face full of doubts.

"What help?"

"Go and cover my sister—that is, Lin Daqiang—'s nose and mouth, so as not to let her breathe." Li Bao said quickly.

Qing Jiuliu also reacted at this time, and hurriedly added: "If you still want to fight with her, at least wait until—"

Jitu interrupted him with a wave of his hand, a little embarrassed: "Oh no, that was actually a misunderstanding, she can still continue to be a candidate."

"Okay, whatever, hurry up..." Li Bao didn't finish his sentence, and was slapped again.

Chitu frowned and glanced at Lin Sanjiu, apparently still unwilling to come in; after thinking about it, he suddenly waved his hand in her direction—as if he sensed something, Lin Sanjiu quickly put his hand away. After falling down, almost immediately, the skin on her face was indented by something that pressed it down, and the tip of her nose was flattened a little.

"This is the tip of [the shy boa constrictor]'s tail," Chitu explained to the other two, "I didn't use any force."

Lin Sanjiu seemed to have finally calmed down, and rushed to the side of the pen and paper; holding a card in her left hand, she pressed the paper, and quickly scribbled down line after line with her right hand. They were scratched in several places.

After writing a paragraph, Lin Sanjiu stretched out his arms, approached Qing Jiuliu, and pushed the paper and card out together.

"... I heard from you that there is an item of 'schizophrenia' in her consequences. Does it mean that she caused the end of this world? So I took a chance." After reading this, Qing Jiuliu raised his eyes Looking at Ji Shanqing, seeing the latter's serious face, he turned his head and said: "Hey, the gift package said that the old lady must see the target with her own eyes to activate it, so she shouldn't... Ah, okay, okay, I will continue reading .”

He put his chin on the note, like a greedy snake that couldn't move.

"I called out the [Nostradamus Card] just now - it is specially designed to absorb the doomsday factor - if the old lady did create the doomsday, then I might be able to use this card to put her away."

After reading this, Qing Jiuliu's voice paused, and he stared at the second half of the sentence, which was so powerful that it was written on the back of the paper.

"I didn't expect that she was really put away by me!"

There was a big exclamation mark after this messy handwriting; when Lin Sanjiu wrote this sentence, his mood was obviously very unstable-the exclamation mark was so dark that it was almost shocking.

Qing Jiuliu slowly raised his eyes to look at the card next to the note, with his mouth open; the battery icon now shows "23%".

...the old lady is in this card?
Several people were speechless for a while, and the air was so quiet that breathing could be heard—several pairs of eyes were fixed on the [Nostradamus Card], and after a long while, no one made a sound.

Lin Sanjiu grabbed the note, wrote another paragraph in a swish, and pushed it back expressionlessly—her face was now being curled up by the snake's tail, and her face was pressed flat and flat. Even if you want to make emoticons, it is difficult, and you can only communicate through text.

"What must she see with her own eyes? Didn't you first suspect that she created the doomsday?"

After Qing Jiuliu finished reading, he remembered that when he was talking to Ji Shanqing, he deliberately lowered his voice; and Lin Sanjiu, who was standing far away, was still immersed in the influence of depression at that time, so he must have just missed hearing .

Thinking of this, he couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief—fortunately she didn't hear it!

"There are indeed doubts here, but now it is very clear that the end of the world is indeed man-made." Qing Jiuliu couldn't help but glanced at the card again, and asked: "Leave this alone... Didn't you tell me, Can't you card a living creature?"

"Since she can be put away by the card," the gift bag on the side suddenly said, "that means she is not alive!"

Lin Sanjiu subconsciously wanted to nod, but he couldn't move his neck. Then he remembered that the python was still wrapped around his face, so he quickly blinked his exposed eyes.

"That's all right," Libao said out of breath, "there are so many things wrong with that old lady, when she sits on me, I can hardly feel her body temperature—and, which living thing Can a person be held in such a state and not die?"

"Not a living person, so what is she? A fallen species?"

At some point, Shitu also walked over from behind the corner, holding the communication box in his hand, and on the low-resolution screen, an interested face of No. 46 was shining.

If there was anyone present who could guess what the old woman was, Lin Sanjiu was probably the only one present.

After all, when she was at Kisaragi Station, she had once been something similar to that old woman.

In fact, at the moment when the old woman was absorbed by the card, Lin Sanjiu stared blankly at the card in his hand, and a vague guess had already floated in his heart.

... This old woman, couldn't it be something constructed by someone with consciousness?
Now that I think about it carefully, this guess is really not impossible.

First of all, the old woman must meet the two conditions of "non-living creature" and "doomsday factor" at the same time before she can be absorbed by the [Nostradamus Card]; in this regard, the soul family is a good counterexample .

And the doomsday factor is already obvious, it must be the evolutionary ability she displayed, that is, the [concept collision]; then, why can "non-living creatures" have the evolutionary ability of an evolutionary?

Although at Kisaragi Station, Lin Sanjiu, who was a conscious body, was unable to use her evolutionary ability, but basically it was because her abilities were based on her physical body; If she becomes an old hen, all her abilities will be crippled.

But what if someone's ability to evolve is completely decoupled from the physical body?

Once you think about this, the rest will be logical: the old woman's [Concept Collision] is actually the ability of the master behind her, not her own—the image of "old woman" itself is probably just a created consciousness body.

And different from Lin Sanjiu at Kisaragi Station, the consciousness of the "old woman" was obviously carefully constructed: she was like a motor vehicle on the battlefield, almost all parts that could be discarded were discarded, Only to carry the most powerful weapon.

What Lin Sanjiu was most concerned about was that the old woman was such a big person, but after being absorbed, it only took up 23% of the card's capacity—does this mean that the consciousness that constitutes the old woman is actually only a little bit?

That is to say, after an instigator turned all the people in the world into lunatics, he sent an image constructed by himself with a wisp of consciousness, and came back here again...

All kinds of thoughts flowed quickly from Lin Sanjiu's brain like a stream. Although she still had many questions, her thoughts were finally interrupted by the glance cast by No. 46.

Lin Sanjiu lowered his eyelids, he didn't write down the thoughts just now, but just wrote a sentence on the paper: "No, I have to breathe."

It was true: if she didn't breathe, she felt like her brain was going to explode.

With Jitu waving his hand, [the shy boa constrictor] quickly removed its tail, and Lin Sanjiu gasped for air immediately; when the fresh air flowed into his chest, the feeling of happiness that was as cool as water couldn't last long , her expression quickly and obviously became gloomy, and her expression also became stiff.

The "depression" imposed on her by the old woman was at a very serious stage, only a few steps away from death; therefore, when the depression returned, Lin Sanjiu's thoughts immediately slowed down as if a heavy burden had fallen on her Feeling heavy, I just stared blankly at my hands, for a moment I even forgot the question I was thinking about just now.

Seeing that her face was gradually no longer red, she looked as if she wanted to hide away immediately; the [shy python] immediately wrapped around Lin Sanjiu's mouth and nose again, and dragged her back Take a few steps.

After the breathing stopped, it took another ten seconds before Lin Sanjiu picked up the pen again.

"Why didn't you think of blocking your breath?" Qing Jiuliu asked blankly.

"Because the depression is too serious, I can't think of self-help at all," Lin Sanjiu wrote with his head bowed, "Although I thought that I would not have depression if I didn't breathe, I couldn't even think about such a simple thing. Can't do it."

"then you--"

"Didn't the old woman want me to commit suicide?" She quickly left lines of ink on the paper with a pen: "I just thought, then I might as well use this method to die; if the depression disappears, it will be fine." If it doesn’t disappear, I’ll just die——when I can’t hold back, I’m already planning to jump into the water.”

Libao gasped.

Lin Sanjiu glanced at him, then reached out and touched the [Nostradamus Card] on the ground, and wrote on the paper: "...the doomsday factor absorbed by this card can be released by me again ;Maybe by this method, I can replace the effect on all of us."

When Qing Jiuliu read this sentence, Li Bao almost cried—he had been beaten for a long time, and his nose and face were already swollen to the point where he couldn't bear it; Like a ball, it rolled over for a while, and rolled over for a while-at this moment, when he heard that there was hope, his eyes immediately turned red.

Lin Sanjiu didn't delay any longer, and grabbed the [Nostradamus Card].

With a thought, two rows of identical subtitles appeared in the air next to her finger.

When Ji Shanqing and Qing Jiuliu saw these two rows of subtitles, they couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief and smiled—maybe they were lucky, and some of the subtitles that came out for the first time were not serious Consequences; such as "hungry", "sleeping for three days" and so on.

"Sister, sister, give it to me first, give it to me first!" The gift bag fell to the ground, glanced at the subtitles, and jumped up again: "I'm going crazy!"

Lin Sanjiu sighed in her heart, chose a condition at random, and quickly clicked twice; as soon as her finger fell, the ear-length short hair of the gift bag suddenly grew slowly, and fell down her chest smoothly and obediently—this Suddenly, he looked like a little girl.

Ji Shanqing was stunned, as if he still didn't believe it, and waited vigilantly for a while.When he was sure that the inexplicable force finally stopped hitting him, his face lit up—only when he looked up again, he found that Lin Sanjiu's eyebrows were tightly frowned, and the subtitles also disappeared from the air.

"what happened?"

Lin Sanjiu slowly raised his hand, and showed them the 【Nostradamus Card】.The number on that battery has dropped from 23% to 16%.

When Shitu, who was watching the excitement, hadn't reacted, No. 46 in the communication box let out an "oops".

"Oops." Lin Sanjiu grabbed a pen and paper and wrote, "...every time [Concept Collision] is cast, 7% will be consumed from the card. This means that one of the four of us cannot recover."

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