Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 801 Aircraft

Under Lin Sanjiu's thought, a card slipped into her hand.

In the light blue sky in the early morning, the line on the card 【Hello, sister? 】The words are glowing slightly bright.This is one of Ji Shanqing's special remote communicators, but it is the first time she has used it since she got it.

After unlocking the cards, she sat down and put the heavy box on her knees.I don't know what kind of metallic coolness penetrated into the skin through the fabric of the pants.After thinking about it, she stretched out her hand and dialed the first contact call.

Calling tones sounded wave after wave, and were quickly cut off by a familiar voice.

"Hey?"

At the moment when the voice hit her ears, Lin Sanjiu suddenly felt a longing—she really hoped that the person answering at the other end of the communicator was Ji Shanqing.The gift bag that used to accompany her day and night seemed to leave a void that couldn't be filled after leaving; wherever the eyes could see, there was always a white jade-like face missing.

"Is it a lying fish?"

She paused, and suppressed the suddenly intense thoughts again.She left another communicator on Exodus just a few days ago, and she didn't expect it to come in handy so soon: "I found the informant who tipped your committee."

Although the name of the committee sounds good, but Woyu and his dead partners are just one of the countless small-scale bandits in the Twelve Realms.In order to survive in the Twelve Realms, these people have always done whatever they want; if they meet a fat sheep today, they will become "committees", and when they encounter a recruitment notice tomorrow, they will become freight drivers again.

Like the mop cloth, they all live at the bottom of the pyramid of Biluohuangquan.From this point of view, the force that the mop cloth can find is only people on the same level as the "Inflation Control Committee"—and now that he is prepared, Lin Sanjiu is really not too worried about Exodus' safety.

"...Tell Yu Yuan that when I'm not around, let him and Saraise pay more attention. He is a guest in the system, and Saraise will cooperate." After explaining the matter briefly, Lin Sanjiu was I wondered if I had missed anything, but I heard Woyu suddenly ask: "Then, what about me?"

"what?"

"I," Wo Yu's voice was still a bit dull, she suspected that he had quietly shed tears because he thought of his dead partner just now-"I...what is my identity in the system?"

Lin Sanjiu paused, and decided to be more straightforward. "I didn't register you in the system." She replied bluntly.

"Eh? Well, but, Saras gave me a glass of juice just now..."

That's because he has no identity in the system, and his daily needs have to be met by the system. In order to avoid confusion, Saras regards him as the "pet" of the two.The truth is not very pleasant, so Lin Sanjiu can only respond silently.

"I said," Wo Yu hesitated for a while, breathing clearly. "Can you...can you set me up as a guest? To be honest, we have done this kind of thing before, of course, of course, to steal from the rich and give to the poor. I mean, I have experience and know their ways. If I have authority, at least I can help you a little."

Guest permissions can not only be adjusted, but can also be overwritten at any time. His request is quite conservative.

"I'll register for you when I go back in the afternoon," Lin Sanjiu thought for a while and agreed, "I'm going to the black market now."

Look at the time, that family "survive by any means!" should also open the door.

It is not a long-term solution to rely on the old captain to meet and go back and forth every day; what's more, now that someone is secretly eyeing Exodus, keeping a fixed schedule is easy for people to find out their whereabouts.For the sake of safety and convenience, she had to urge the owner of the store again—after all, it had been two or three weeks since she left the deposit, but she still hadn't seen her flying machine.

The store was even darker than last time, surrounded by darkness, only a dim white light in the corner, which vaguely outlines the outline of the objects in the store.

Lin San lowered his waist in a drunken manner, avoided the swaying feet of several corpses above his head, and greeted the figure in the corner: "Good afternoon! Is there any news about what I want?"

As soon as she made a sound, there was the sound of the chair rolling across the floor from the corner; but she was answered by a young and even immature voice: "What do you want?" As he asked, the man stood up and walked Stepping into the light, a small face the size of a palm was revealed.

In the dim light, his skin was smooth, his curly hair was thick, and his pre-developed thin and slender body bones made Lin Sanjiu almost mistake him for a girl.

"You... who are you?" She looked at the child in front of her with some doubts, thinking that he would not be more than ten years old at most. "I've come to see the owner, an old man."

"You can just find me, I'm in charge of the store." The boy turned the desk lamp and pointed the light at the table, as if he was deliberately acting calm in front of an adult: "What do you want?"

"When will he come back?" Lin Sanjiu hesitated for a few seconds, unwilling to let him feel that he looked down on him as a child.

"What did you say!" Perhaps because of his growing up in the Twelve Realms, the boy showed a rare bit of childishness: "I know all the goods delivered in the store today!"

As if to prove that everything was under his control, he suddenly flipped through the documents randomly, and many pieces of paper floated off the table, and he grabbed them again. "Look," he shook a piece of paper and sniffed: "Register the order!"

Even though it was just a quick glance in the dark, Lin Sanjiu still caught the word "flying".

"Wait," she yelled immediately, hurriedly went up to take a closer look, and couldn't help being surprised and delighted: "This is it!"

The old shopkeeper had only scrawled the words "flying equipment", and when the boy led her to the back of the shop, she still had no idea what her future transportation would look like.Suppressing her excitement, she got into a narrow aisle at the back of the store; the aisle was full of all kinds of messy things, and if she didn't pay attention, she would probably step into some metal utensil and couldn't get it out.

"Hey, I forgot to close the store,"

The boy's experience is obviously not as rich as he deliberately showed. He threw Lin Sanjiu and closed the store in a hurry, forgetting to take the registration form for her to give her fingerprints; when she finished fingerprinting, the boy realized again It was too early, and she hadn't gotten the goods yet—the boy ran in and out a few times, and finally showed her the flying machine.

She once asked the old shopkeeper that the appearance of the aircraft should be more ordinary; but she obviously forgot to add at that time, which world standard should be used to measure "ordinary".

The whole body of the aircraft is dark, without a trace of reflection, like a huge lying down praying mantis, leaning on the ground with two long "sickles" in front of it.Two "sickles" that were nearly ten meters high pointed straight at the sky. Lin Sanjiu's neck was sore from looking up, so he could see the smooth and sharp arc at the top.

I didn't expect that old man to get such an astonishing contraband.

The fuselage sandwiched between the two "scythes" looks light and narrow, almost disproportionately small.She took a closer look, and only managed to see a rectangular gap in the darkness—this is where the door should open.

She reached out and touched it lightly, the smooth and cold texture was silent under her fingertips.Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but imagine what it would be like when this pure black aircraft slowly landed on a piece of snow-white Exodus... She knew that in essence, they were just a residence, a Means of transportation; but they meant much more to her than that.

After so many years of wandering and struggling in the doomsday world, she finally began to have a little bit of power to control her own life.

This is a beginning; not only her life that was shattered by the apocalypse, maybe even those friends who wandered somewhere like isolated islands can be reunited and connected together.

The first thing to do now is to drive it back to Exodus.

She looked up and looked around, except for a circular window of the cockpit above, she didn't even see a button or a handle.

"How... how do I activate it?" Lin Sanjiu looked back at the boy with some hesitation.

Unexpectedly, the boy was more excited than she was.It may be the first time he has seen this type of aircraft up close. Standing beside a "scythe", he kept looking up and down at it, and his body was made even smaller by the contrast.Lin Sanjiu called out several times before he realized: "Huh? I don't know."

"Didn't the owner tell you? No information on starting, driving and maintenance?"

The boy withdrew his gaze from the aircraft, glanced at her, and said emphatically, "I'm only nine years old."

... Makes sense, it seems that Yu Yuan had to be called out.

Lin Sanjiu called Exodus again, and told Yu Yuan to hurry to Black Market in disguise.But even if he set off immediately after hanging up the call, it would take several hours to arrive; she thought about it and decided to take a stroll in the black market first to pass the time.After saying hello to the boy, the two walked back through the narrow aisle to the dark shop.

"You've already fingerprinted it, you should take it away quickly," the boy muttered.

The aircraft far exceeded the weight that Lin Sanjiu's card could transform.But this sentence made her puzzled, and she couldn't help asking: "How did you get it into the yard? I can't just drive away like this in a while, right? This is a contraband after all."

"The aircraft we sell all have fake license plates, and they can take off directly from the yard, and no one will take care of them." The boy smiled, looking quite proud.

Even though he waited for two or three weeks, Lin Sanjiu was very satisfied to get the item so smoothly, and it was such an unimaginably beautiful aircraft.She said goodbye to the boy with a smile, turned and walked out the door; when she lowered her waist, avoiding the feet on her head and all kinds of goods around her and came outdoors, Teacher Yi spoke.

"Why, don't you say goodbye?" Her tone was a little strange.

"With whom?" Lin Sanjiu asked while opening the map, looking for a restaurant to experience.

"Old shopkeeper."

"He's here?" Lin Sanjiu was surprised. "Where is it, why didn't I see it just now?"

"He was hanging on your head just now." Teacher Yi said leisurely, "His feet are still dangling from your shoulders. Of course I read it right...it is the old shopkeeper."

(End of this chapter)