Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 721 Lin Sanjiu's Shopping Day (1)

Lying on a soft goose feather cushion, Lin Sanjiu bent his long legs and pressed his feet against the ceiling.She had already lived in the "Lost Dog" hotel for two or three days, but even the largest room in the boss Lida's ring was still only about half the height of a person.

She used a pen to draw a red circle on the map of the check-in booklet, then looked at the location of the hotel, and drew a zigzag line between the two.

"BLACK'S MARKET/Black's Market," said a small piece of handwritten text under the map, "Also known as 'Black Market'—this may be the only black market in the world with a specific location! It occupies a vast area and has a large flow of people. There are five exits in total, of which there is a check-in point next to the two exits B and D. There is also a stall in the center of the market next to the stall selling 'fried milk buns and degenerate slices'. The greater the flow of people, the better the check-in point Look, because few people set foot in the two or three meters around the check-in point, a vacuum is formed in the crowd. Therefore, if you run to the vacuum area, you can usually check in smoothly. The appearance of the check-in point, please turn to the next page.”

In the past two days, Lin Sanjiu walked along the alley at the back door of the hotel every morning, walked to the red brick at the entrance of the alley, and patted it before leaving.She hadn't seen the mop cloth, she seemed to have gone to another place to stay - maybe he knew very well that Lin Sanjiu would definitely not just sit and watch another evolutionary step into the dungeon and become a fat sheep.

But if you go to Black Market, you can't continue to sign in at the hotel entrance.

"Want to go out?"

When Lin Sanjiu closed the door, Lida just rushed over from the other side of the corridor; she stopped, and the countless gold rings, sequins, and elephant decorations on her body jingled for a while. "Don't forget to sign in!"

Lida seemed to feel a little sorry for her stepping into the dungeon by accident, and would ask her every time they met.

"I see." Lin Sanjiu walked towards the back door together with her, "I won't be coming back tonight, I want to visit Black Market."

"'The only thing you won't find here," Lida nodded, "is lack itself.'"

"what?"

"Advertising at the gate of the black market. I used to go there to buy things when I could still hire help... Are you only staying there for one night?"

"It depends." Lin Sanjiu stepped out the door, "Anyway, I've already found the check-in point."

"I will try my best to keep your room for you." After Lida finished speaking, she was swept away like a gust of wind.There are all kinds of chores in the Lost Dog Hotel every day, and the boss seems to never be idle for a moment.

There are also many kinds of means of transportation in Biluohuangquan. If the passenger's height and weight are below a certain value, they can choose to get into a plastic tube, be wrapped in the airflow, and throw it to the destination; this is the cheapest way.The most expensive way is said to be to buy a "sky spider" the size of a spaceship, and slowly cross the surface of the planet while it plays a magnificent symphony.

A person who would do such a thing may not be able to let go of his ego.

After signing in, Lin Sanjiu bought a long-distance bus ticket.

She thought she had chosen the most boring form of transportation, until her bus broke down halfway under the sea.All the passengers had to take out diving suits and oxygen cylinders from under their seats—yes, she had to buy some oxygen cylinders when she went to the black market this time—and pushed open the door fully armed and walked into the dark seabed.

More than 20 evolutionaries pushed an old and dilapidated amphibious bus and walked for more than ten nautical miles before finally connecting with the second bus that came to pick them up.Lin Sanjiu spent most of the money to push the car underwater for a long time, and when she got off the car at Black Market Station, it was already half dark, and the cold air was sour from the bones.

The number of evolutionaries passing by her gradually increased one after another, like groups of salmon about to return upstream, gathering into a dark patch in the distance of vision.Lin Sanjiu followed the flow of people away for a while, and the night quickly shrouded it. As soon as it touched the earth, it was immediately divided into countless shimmering and light fragments by the colorful streamers.

Although Black Market is called "Market", from the map, its area is actually the size of a city.The huge gate tower at the entrance cuts off the direction of several streets; steel glass and iron-gray brackets are intertwined and entangled, and a faint white light flows between each geometric shape, lighting up a one-meter-high street. The letter "C".

Together with hundreds of strangers, Lin Sanjiu completed the disinfection procedures of medicinal bath and red light; with the faint smell of medicine that she was already familiar with, she was swept up by the crowd and pushed into the Black Market.

Star-like dots of light cast down from nowhere, as if someone knocked over a plate of snow-white diamonds in the dark blue night sky; the light slowly circulated, stirring up and down the breath like waves under the moon, forming a line of words : "The only thing you won't find here is lack itself. BLACK'S MARKET."

Under this dreamlike starry sky, evolutionists are often trampled off their shoes by others because they can't keep their eyes open.

The bus that was supposed to arrive at noon dragged the passengers to the place at night, which disrupted Lin Sanjiu's plan; she spent five small red crystals to buy a map of the black market, and had no time to look at anything else. I searched all the way to the central check-in point of the market.

The check-in point is in 1A of the Central District, just at the intersection of four streets, a central intersection point in the shape of a "meter".After nightfall, the black market seems to bloom with a jewel-like dazzling vitality; shops, tents, vendors, cloth corridors, bamboo forest-like single houses... one after another, the space outside the sidewalk is crowded.

The eyes of passers-by on the street shone brightly under various lights; body temperature, food steam, and the heat of the lights made everyone's complexions flushed and sweaty.As Lin Sanjiu was walking, he suddenly realized that the scene around him hadn't changed for quite a while.She looked down, only to realize that her feet had stopped long ago—no matter how far she had walked in her mind, she was actually gathering in front of a small spherical tent with several evolutionaries; A woman in a black veil sits inside and drinks water to moisten her throat from the song she just sang.

There were two male evolutionists quarreling in front of the tent. One thought that it was only natural for him to spend money to sell songs for women in black veils; the other protested that this kind of siren-like singing voice not only greatly affected traffic , and it was a waste of other people's time - it is said that because he is not familiar with the way, he has been attracted by the black-veiled woman three times.

"Thanks to me," Teacher Yi said, "You see, the others haven't reacted yet."

While the two were arguing, Lin Sanjiu hurriedly covered his ears, and walked away in three steps at a time.

There are not only shops selling skills and commodities, but even shops selling laughter—when she first saw that shop, she almost suspected it was a prank.

"Laugh," said the shopkeeper, a lazy fat man, waving a fan, "one of twenty dragons."

His face is full of stubble and his head is greasy and sweaty; if it was his own smile, it probably wouldn't be worth a single red crystal.But Lin Sanjiu still walked in, and asked suspiciously, "What is laughter? How do you sell it?"

"A mood that is so happy that people can't help laughing," the shopkeeper, Fatty, took out a small plastic box like jelly, "It can last for several hours, and it is very cost-effective. I think you need it very much. Look at the vicissitudes of life."

Although they opened a store in the black market, most of these evolutionaries are not professional businessmen, so their mouths are not too sweet; Lin Sanjiu bought a smile while thinking about whether he should go for skin care.

"I reclaimed the box! It can be used as money!" When she went out, the fat man also instructed her.

The morality of the mop cloth is not high, but the booklet is written with care; just like the description in the booklet, the crowd gradually thinned out in the center of the street—like particles repelled by some kind of force field, people came one after another They stopped, turned around, and stepped out of the way before stepping into the road, leaving an open space in front of them.Lin Sanjiu took out the sign-in booklet, compared it, and strode into the empty vacuum zone.

On a half-length telephone pole from before the end of the world that has been abandoned, there is indeed a line of small words "sign in here".Occasionally, one or two evolutionaries came over to pat the telephone pole, and when they met her eyes, they both had a look of "so you too".

After finding the sign-in place, Lin Sanjiu felt relieved.She walked to the side of the shop with the signboard of "Fried Milk Buns and Slices of Degenerate Seeds". Several white, tender, tofu-like small round pieces on the iron plate were "sizzling" under the high temperature, emitting a The sweet aroma of milk is so rich that you can almost taste it with your tongue.

This should be fried milk buns. She looked around, and she was a little thankful that she didn't see the slices of Corrupted Species on the iron plate.

The woman in the mask obviously misunderstood her gaze: "Sorry, the slices are sold out."

Is there really someone who eats fallen species?

"It's okay." Lin Sanjiu used his will to resist the bursts of milk fragrance, "I want to ask, where can I buy a house?"

"house?"

"I have a few friends who want to live in the Twelve Districts." She was happy for a while, and explained a little more, "I need to buy a few more houses...there should be some for sale on the black market, right?"

The woman wearing a mask put down the shovel in her hand, glanced at the electric pole next to the store, and then at Lin Sanjiu.

"This is the first time you've come to Biluo Huangquan?"

"Correct."

"You need to hire a guide," she turned off the heating under the iron plate, "to run errands, lead the way, find people, compare prices... When shopping, a guide can be of great help, much better than groping for things yourself gone."

Lin Sanjiu felt that what she said made sense: "Where can I hire you?"

"You can hire me," she looked down at the milk buns on the iron plate, "the boss is not here today, I will be in charge of closing the shop, and you can close the shop earlier. If you hire me, these fried milk buns will be given to you." you eat."

Lin Sanjiu thought for a while and asked, "How long have you been working here?"

The masked woman replied: "Five years."

She meant, maybe five years on and off—you have to change places every 14 months, after all.

"Don't worry," the woman wearing a mask glanced at her, "I often guide others in private to earn some private money. People around here know me, I'm very reliable, you can ask about it."

Lin Sanjiu was aroused, and chatted with her for a while longer, asking a lot of questions; she answered fluently, with a natural attitude, and seemed to be very familiar with the situation in the black market.When the two of them settled down, she turned around and found a cardboard box, put a few milk packs in it quickly, and handed it over: "Here."

However, Lin Sanjiu's expression changed, and he stared at her intently. Not only did he not take the paper box, but a silver pointer quietly appeared in his hand.

The woman in the mask didn't look too surprised.

"When you turned around just now," Lin Sanjiu swept her eyes back and forth, and asked in a low voice, "I saw the corner of your mouth from the edge of the mask. Tell me, why is the corner of your mouth sticking to the base of your ear?"

"Because I'm a rip girl."

The woman wearing the mask replied flatly: "Or I should say, this is the nickname people gave us after seeing our type of depraved species."

"Are you—a fallen species?" Lin Sanjiu suddenly raised her voice, subconsciously glanced at the passers-by from the corner of her eye; the crowd was crowded and streamed past her, and no one stopped for that.

"My name is Changzu," the fallen woman with the gap pointed at the signboard: "What's so strange? Isn't it all written on the signboard?"

Lin Sanjiu glanced at "fried milk buns and slices of fallen species", and then glanced at Changzu: "Slices of fallen species, mean slices of fallen species, don't they mean slices of fallen species?"

"It's a piece cut by a degenerate species," she shrugged. "It's a piece cut by our own degenerate species. It's very popular, and it's an old shop."

　Thank you Yunzike, Yakai, Miaao, you will always owe the sun, Amao boy, your dad's hearty reward, charging elf, flowing water leisurely, moolis, night death, shadow lip gloss, cat cat, Rewards and monthly tickets from Chen Ziyou, Long Xiang Yu Wai, Qing Ji, Mr. Mao X and others!
I changed the name of the fallen species, it seems to have been used once before, don’t be confused for those who read it early...

　
(End of this chapter)