Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 782 Fighting with myself
Lin Sanjiu sat on the ground, staring at Yu Yuan blankly.

After hearing the sound, Siba'an and Mim rushed over to break through the fog and came to her side in a hurry; as soon as their eyes fell on the body wrapped in the light of the flashlight, neither of them could speak.

It was Yu Yuan's back that tripped Lin Sanjiu and nearly fell.Under the circle of yellow light cast by the flashlight, he was kneeling on the ground, kneeling and curled up under his body; in the mist that gathered and dispersed, he just knelt on the ground like that, with his hands straight Stretch forward with the ground.

After watching him for a long time, someone trembled and broke the silence.

"What... what is he doing?" Mim whispered.He was carrying a black battle bag that was wider than his body. At this moment, his whole body was tightened, holding the bag tightly with one hand, staring at Yu Yuan: "He... isn't he the big brother who came out just now? , are you still alive?"

His voice fell, but no one answered him.

With great difficulty, Mim moved his gaze away from Yu Yuan, and his face turned pale.

"What are you doing?" He forgot to lower his voice, and his voice broke for a while: "Hey, what are you doing—"

It wasn't until Lin Sanjiu felt someone grabbed his arm suddenly and lifted it up that Lin Sanjiu suddenly came back to his senses.She raised her head and saw Mim's tightly wrinkled face in the mist: "Why did you lie on the ground?"

She was taken aback for a moment, then looked down, and found that she had curled up her legs just now and was kneeling on the ground.If Mim hadn't woken her up, she would have assumed the exact same pose as Yu Yuan.

"I... I don't know either."

She murmured, feeling as though she were telling the truth.It's like a migratory bird knows to fly south when it's season, it seems to be purely a physiological drive - when she raised her eyes, she looked past Mim, and her expression froze.

Although the boy was not very handsome, he reacted very quickly; as soon as he saw the expression on her face, he immediately jumped to the side—sweeping from the corner of his eye, he immediately turned around and rushed back, anxiously and angrily: "Sir! Sir!"

Just as one of Siba'an's knees fell to the ground, he grabbed his clothes and shook them vigorously a few times, as if he regained his sanity.He raised his head in a daze, looked at his knees, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with me?"

"You, you and her," Mim's lips trembled, as if she didn't know where to start to explain: "There is also this person..."

Lin Sanjiu was still kneeling, interrupted the boy with a hoarse voice, and asked, "You...do you really want to lie on the ground like Yu Yuan?"

Siba'an glanced at Yu Yuan, nodded, and his blond hair fell from his eyebrows, vaguely covering his calm expression.

It seems to him that the scene in front of him is very natural, just like a person who falls asleep when tired or drinks water when thirsty, there is nothing special about it.

Unfortunately, Lin Sanjiu also felt the same way.

"Me too," she said, trying to keep herself from falling down again—it felt odd, like she was doing something against nature.Obviously, kneeling down, laying down, and sticking her face and palms to the ground is the most natural and logical thing to do, but she endured bitterly and forced herself to stand up awkwardly.

"I really want to fall on the ground too..." she murmured, "You said...should we...?"

The second half of her sentence was very soft, and then drifted into the mist.But Mim immediately understood what she meant, and hurriedly shouted: "No, it shouldn't be!"

Sibaan stood up slowly and swept the dust off his body.A gray-blue mist drifted past him, blurring his sunny blond hair and adding a cold, inorganic white to his face.At this moment, he looked like a carefully crafted handicraft.

"Why not?" he asked in a low voice.

Mim glanced back at his officer, and found that his attitude was very serious, he couldn't control his surprise anymore: "Sir, you...are you really not joking with me? How, no one would think that That's normal—"

When he said this, it seemed that the anxiety in his heart was about to explode; the boy rushed to Yu Yuan's side, grabbed his arm, and turned him over.Yu Yuan had already fallen into a long deep sleep, even though he was pushed to the ground, he still closed his eyes and remained motionless.

"Look, if you get down too, won't you become as delirious as him?" Mim said while squatting down and hitting Yu Yuan back and forth a few times: "Hey, hey! Wake up !"

The young man still didn't open his eyes, but his breathing became a little faster, and his eyelids trembled slightly.

Mim's face was flushed with anxiety, as if blood was about to drip from his forehead; seeing that he couldn't wake Yu Yuan up, he cursed in a low voice, jumped up, turned around and ran forward - he had just rushed into the thick fog Not long after, there was a sudden "bang".A faint flashlight fell to the ground and rolled around a few times, and then came the painful voice of the boy: "Sir, I was tripped too... Come quickly, there are more people here !"

The two looked at each other and walked slowly following the sound.Siba'an's low, hoarse breathing sounded in the quiet and dense fog, as clear as the hair passing by the ear.Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but took a deep breath—it seemed that he, like himself, was struggling against the uncontrollable desire in his heart.

The gray-blue mist, like swimming fish, suddenly parted from the front of their footsteps and swam away; but before they could see the front clearly, the mist closed again thickly and surging.

"Mim, don't stand up yet, I have something that can blow away the mist." Lin Sanjiu raised his voice and heard the boy respond "OK".But she was still reluctant to call out [Tornado Whip] and deactivate the card—for no other reason, it was simply that she couldn't get up and felt that this matter could be done or not.

"Take out the things," Siba'an suddenly approached and urged her in a low voice.His hair rushed up together with his breath, and she could smell a little bit of sunlight in the thick fog: "Everything we don't want to do must be done quickly."

"Do you trust meme so much?" Lin Sanjiu asked hesitantly, and called out 【Tornado Whip】.

There is a reason for her to ask this question—Spa'an's words just now clearly prove that he does not believe in the personal judgments of himself and Lin Sanjiu; and apart from their two judgments, they can only rely on A meme's take on it.

"No, I can't talk about trusting him. I don't know him very well." Sparan replied, "What I trust is my analysis and reasoning about the current situation—although the result of the reasoning is to make me not believe my subjective opinion. Feeling." After that, he smiled softly, "It's a bit contradictory, isn't it?"

Lin Sanjiu shook his head, strangely understanding what he meant.She unlocked the card of [Tornado Whip]; for fear of hurting Meme, she just waved it lightly twice—the end of the whip whipped out a gust of wind that was neither strong nor weak, immediately blowing away the fog ahead A large piece that looks like a sunken marshmallow.

Mim was squatting on the ground, holding his battle bag, with a blank expression, and his eyes were squinted by the wind.

The mist cleared away from him, revealing the earth covered with sand and gravel, and the round backs with standard postures on the earth.

The people who left the theater with them were all kneeling on the ground in the same posture at this time; their backs were wrapped in clothes of different colors, which looked like large mushroom umbrellas from a distance.No one moved, and no one made a sound; they seemed to be frozen in this posture and died, lying quietly on the ground until the fog slowly closed again, covering their figures again.

"Sir, did you see that?" Mim called hastily in a low voice, "I don't know what you're fascinated by, but it's not normal at all! Think about it, before today, you were Did you ever pose like this once?"

Both shook their heads silently.

"Then, not to mention so many people came all the way to a strange place and posed in this pose on the sand, right?" The mist was damp and cool, but Mim was sweating profusely: "You Why on earth do you want to do this? Is it your own will?"

"If you say it this way...it might not be." Lin Sanjiu said softly, exchanging a look with Siba'an.Both of them were enduring waves of urges to get down on the ground—sometimes even trying to grab the boy in front of them and force him to kneel together.

Naturally, Mim didn't know the psychological activities of the two of them. Hearing what she said at this time, he let out a breath and relaxed his shoulders as if he had lifted a heavy burden.

Sibaan took a few steps forward - not far from Mim, there was a figure in the uniform of the arsenal kneeling on his back.When he bent down, Lin Sanjiu clearly saw that his fingertips were trembling: it was the aftershock when reason and impulse were biting each other.

"Are you okay?" She asked involuntarily.

The blond man's fingers closed on the collar of the member of the arsenal suddenly, and then he pulled the man up - the mist and shadows obscured his expression, he held the man's collar and passed a few minutes Seconds, he suddenly laughed in a low voice, his voice trembling slightly: "It's okay... This feeling is very enjoyable."

Mim raised his head in a daze.

"The biggest enemy is yourself, this sentence is true." Sibaan smiled hoarsely at the two, and tapped his throat lightly: "Now I am in my body, and 'myself' It's a fierce battle... come on, help me."

Only then did Mim react, and hastily picked up the arm of the arsenal member; the man was a head taller than him, and he had to half-carry and half-drag him back step by step.

Lin Sanjiu stared blankly at Siba'an, not knowing how he did it—it was extremely difficult for her to even think of "turn around and leave", let alone take the initiative to pick up the people on the ground.She bit herself hard, and with the tingle of pain, she finally forced herself to twist her head, and strode towards Yu Yuan's direction: "I, I'll take Yu Yuan away..."

At the end, her own voice became weaker and weaker—fortunately, she had to bite the bullet and finally did not slow down.

The young man covered in tattoos was lying face up on the ground at this moment, just like when they left.She stopped beside the young man, looked back, and in the shadowy mist, she could still see the shadow of Sibaan, walking step by step in the middle of the back of the ground.

Teacher Yi's yelling gradually became louder.

Lin Sanjiu forced himself to bend down little by little, and when he was about to successfully support Yu Yuan, a roar came from behind: "Watch out for their faces!"

(End of this chapter)