Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 795 Lin Sanjiu's Division of Labor
Lin Sanjiu shook his head vigorously, but the fog in his mind still showed no signs of dissipating.

She couldn't get in touch with Teacher Yi, and she still didn't know why she was standing here - where is this?Why is she standing here, stinking all over?What is behind them?
In the midst of countless confusions and confusions, the only reliable thing she can hold on to is Sparan by her side.

"I... I don't seem to remember what happened," she whispered to him - the blond man was gently placing a hand on her back at this time, stopping her a few times to turn back : "What is the situation now?"

"Don't worry, I'll tell you." His voice was soft and intimate, and it sounded the same as before, which somewhat comforted her. "Now, take a deep breath."

Lin Sanjiu took a long breath——when she breathed it out again, she couldn't bear it anymore, and couldn't help asking: "Why did you stop them and not let them pass?"

At this time, in the other hand of Sibaan, a half-moon-shaped silver light cut through the air like a long sickle, dyeing this dark space with a curved halo.

A group of people in different clothes were crowded and stopped in front of the silver light, and a pair of dull eyes fell on the back of the two of them; it seemed that someone had already tried to cross the silver half moon, and the leaders of the few people , Arms, full of long bloodstains.

She could recognize that many of these people were members of the arsenal—it was just this that confused her even more.

"You'll know soon," Siba'an stretched out his hand to smooth her short hair, and whispered, "Don't look back, I'll tell you the situation right away."

He let go of his hand as he spoke, and picked up something on the ground——Lin Sanjiu recognized it at a glance, and it was her tape recorder. "Come on, put it away," the blond man put the silent machine into her arms, and instructed again: "No matter what, don't look back."

is there something behind

Lin Sanjiu glanced at him, then carded the tape recorder again and put it away.Why she called out the tape recorder, she no longer remembers; as for when the painter with a blank face, holding several rolls of canvas tightly came out, she has no memory at all.

Do you want to put away that humanoid special item too?
As soon as this idea came to mind, Siba'an happened to beckon to the painter.That guy didn't wait for Lin Sanjiu's order, and trotted over to him immediately, and handed one of the scrolls to Siba'an; the latter took it with his hand, holding the scroll tightly.

While he was so distracted, the people who were stopped outside the silver light immediately seized the opportunity and tried to rush out—they didn't want to meet the half-meter-wide silver light. Passing in the direction; no one made a sound, and no one showed a look of confusion, only the head and limbs surged and undulated in silence, looking like a picture of a hundred ghosts in motion.

With a flick of Siba'an's wrist, the half-moon-shaped silver light suddenly brightened, and it slashed down from mid-air like a galaxy pouring down——as the silver light slanted slightly, the light it projected before it touched anyone The skin of everyone has been cut, and countless blood spots are splashed in the air.

"I know you are not afraid," Spar'an's voice echoed clearly in the dark cavity, "but if you are chopped up by me, you will not be able to meet the Queen Mother."

Queen Mother?

The name buzzed in Lin Sanjiu's mind, as if it was about to stir up some vague memories; but just having these two words was not enough, the fog slowly closed again, leaving a daze.

Everyone was probably afraid that they would not be able to "visit the Queen Mother", so they all stopped with deep scratches; they still stared blankly behind the two, and none of them even wanted to bandage their own wounds.

It would be great if he could turn around and walk back... Lin Sanjiu found that unconsciously, he also had a longing.This longing was so strong that she even felt that this was the greatest meaning in her life.

The command of "don't look back" became weaker and weaker. Just when she was about to lose control of her impulse, Sibaan suddenly turned her head and glanced at her—when their eyes met, she took a deep breath. Taking a deep breath, he clenched his fists tightly, but his feet still didn't move in the end.

"Just give me a few minutes, and I guarantee that you can all pass." For some reason, Siba'an's voice sounded a little trembling, as if he had exhausted all his strength before uttering this sentence—just when Lin Sanjiu was puzzled At that time, he turned around and called her: "Come here."

It is really more difficult than she imagined to forcefully control the direction of her steps.It was only about ten steps away, but when she stopped beside Siba'an, she gasped slightly: "What... what's wrong?"

"this,"

After taking a closer look, she found that the other party's blond hair was wetly hanging down his forehead, and his complexion became paler and paler after another; every word he uttered and every action he made after that seemed to be heavy and heavy. It's as stagnant and difficult as entering the water—"You, everyone, tie it on."

But she saw nothing but his bloodless hand.

"what?"

"Wait," Sparan took a deep breath, trying to stabilize his trembling hands.Lin Sanjiu never remembered that she had seen Siba'an like this, but the scene in front of her felt a little familiar.Cold sweat broke out all over his body, his muscles trembled uncontrollably, and his streamline-like luster kept shining in the dimness.

As he took a sharp breath, he suddenly grabbed her hand and stuffed something into it; Lin Sanjiu looked down and found that it was a black watch strap, but it was two or three times wider ——The only difference from the watch is that it is connected with four small black squares, and the plastic-like texture feels smooth to the touch.

"what is this?"

"Don't ask," Spartan closed his eyes and breathed heavily: "Tie it to the first person."

Lin Sanjiu did as promised.Her trust in Siba'an even made her faintly surprised.

When she approached the first man, her heart couldn't help but tighten.The lower half of the man's face was like a leather bag, hanging empty and loose; she endured the rolling of her stomach, and tied the black belt around his neck, just long enough for her to fasten it. buttonhole.

"You go over," Siba'an gestured backwards, his complexion was astonishingly pale.These three short words scratched his throat like rough sandpaper, sounding extremely dry.

When the man wobbled back like half of his face, he tremblingly shoved the second black belt into Lin Sanjiu's hand.

The second person looked much more normal, and she fastened the straps in no time.

"What's that thing I'm wearing?"

"Tracker," Siba'an said hoarsely while stuffing a bunch of things into her arms, "Quick, don't hesitate!"

He took out at least eight or nine straps in one go—I don't know if it was because of Lin Sanjiu's trembling fingers, or because the ground shook violently; she buckled the third strap several times before finally fastening it.Sure enough, there was no sound for a while, and the shock gradually weakened; she turned her head and glanced at Sparan, and found that he had just opened the scroll in his hand, and the corners of the paper rustled in the air. rattle.

"Keep tying them," he said without looking up, presumably trying to concentrate. "I might not be able to talk for the next half a minute or so."

Lin Sanjiu glanced at the picture scroll, and saw that the back of the picture seemed to be faintly written in English; she looked away, breathed steadily, and tied another belt around the neck of the fourth person.

This was a big kid so young that he seemed to be able to shine, he looked only fifteen or sixteen years old; after Lin Sanjiu tied the black belt for him, he quickly rushed out from her side and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

A woman in a long silk dress, with the last black strap on her hand.For some reason, Lin Sanjiu felt that she looked very familiar; her eyes followed him, and slowly came to Siba'an's side - the woman in a long silk dress stood on tiptoe and kissed him gently on the cheek, Step up and walk to the back of the container.Her back was straight and elegant, as if she was about to perform on stage.

Siba'an obviously didn't react—he frowned, and before he had time to look back at the woman, his eyes quickly turned back to the scroll in his hand that was full of handwriting.

"You are here," a familiar voice brought back Lin Sanjiu's sanity; she turned her head and saw Yu Yuan's tattooed face. "I'm going to go, I think I should tell you. Is it okay?" He looked at Sparan, but asked her.

Lin Sanjiu looked around, only to realize that when Sba'an was distracted for a moment, the crowd who had been crowded here took the opportunity to bypass the container and disappeared behind.Except for Yu Yuan, the rest of the sporadic people were all wearing the uniforms of the arsenal, and it seemed that because of Siba'an's identity, they didn't leave for the time being.

Siba'an was still staring at the picture scroll and didn't hear anything.

"I'm leaving, won't you go with me?" Yu Yuan asked softly.

Should he be allowed to pass?
Just as Lin Sanjiu raised this question, a white light suddenly shone in front of his eyes; a series of deafening explosions behind him set off waves of strong air currents in the earthy accent, and immediately knocked everyone down to the ground—— The ground rumbled and trembled violently, and even the heavy container was jolted.

Together with Yu Yuan, she was knocked to the ground by the air current, her heart was cold, and she had long forgotten the lesson of "no turning back". The person rushed forward: "Don't move! Lie on the ground!"

"What, what's going on?" She asked in a trembling voice—in the rumbling explosion, she could hardly hear her own voice. "What the hell did you make me tie?"

In the dimness, she heard Sibaan utter a few words in a low voice: "Take the tape recorder."

Is there anything on the tape recorder?

Lin Sanjiu called out the machine, feeling countless earth and rocks falling from the top of his head, he hurriedly used his body to protect it.After pressing the play button, she soon heard her own voice.

"Is it a human bomb?" Her voice was the same as that of Siba'an just now, cold but trembling. "I... I agree. Let me do the job of turning them into bombs."

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