Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 927 Guilty Lin Sanjiu
It was like getting a breather in the storm; after a while, Lin Sanjiu felt his paralyzed skin gradually regain consciousness.When she regained her sanity, she found a heavy metal mask was sticking to her face, cold without metal, still glowing with the body temperature of another person, like the residual sunlight that had settled from the day into the night.

...It's really embarrassing.

She got out of Siba'an's arms, leaned on her knees, and smiled wryly in her heart.Her legs were still trembling so badly that they were almost on the verge of falling; but he didn't help any more, he just waited quietly for her to recover.

Fortunately, Lin Sanjiu's body is weak now, so even if she lowered her head intentionally, not looking at Siba'an's face, it's not too unnatural.In the narrow vision of the mask, Sparan's pair of black combat boots stood not far from her.

She wished she could read his emotions from the shoes.

"...what is it?"

When her breathing gradually stabilized, Siba'an's voice suddenly rang out in a low voice.His attitude towards women has always been full of tenderness, and this question sounds very gentle at this moment—even though it has already made Lin Sanjiu's heart sink.

There was an unbearable silence in the air for a while.

She couldn't pretend to be stupid about this question... Lin Sanjiu knew exactly what he was asking, and Sibaan also knew that she knew.

After a pause for a few seconds, she sighed, "It's Bohemia."

The blond man didn't say a word, but she could clearly feel the weight of his gaze on her.He was waiting for himself to continue explaining.

"In every room, there is a voice-activated broadcasting system that can communicate with Salais."

Let her be rescued by anyone, but it was Sibaan.Lin Sanjiu felt as if several strands of rope were tightly twisted together in his heart, and it was hard and heavy in his chest—this made the next words even more difficult to say.

"In your room...the volume of the PA system has been turned down very low, although it's not too hard to hear." She sighed, but still didn't look up at him. "However, because the broadcast sound is often heard in Exodus, I think after you have heard it a few times, you should get used to this kind of white noise and won't be alert to it anymore."

Sibaan let out a deep "hmm" from his throat.He has a quick mind, and he probably understood her little trick when he heard this; but Lin Sanjiu continued, as if this would ease her guilt a little: "After you go to rest, I will Let Bohemia into the control room. The sound from the radio channel there can be selectively transmitted to different areas of the ship...such as your room. She chooses a medieval poem, and then the ability is It took effect. Don't blame her, I made her do it."

No evolutionary—let alone an evolutionary of Sparan’s level—would fall into a coma-like sleep for nearly two days just because of exhaustion, even though he was somewhat injured.

Regardless of whether this was Lin Sanjiu's original intention or not, in fact, she took advantage of Siba'an's injuries.It is precisely because of this that Bohemia's [Bard] is able to hit it with one hit, and it has maintained the effect for such a long time.

After answering the first "how did you do it", the next question is "why did you do this".Lin Sanjiu tightly closed her eyes, not knowing how to answer in a while.Sibaan helped her a lot, and she really didn't want to lie to him; but she couldn't—or rather, dared not—tell him her guess.

However, when Sibaan spoke again, what she heard was not "why".

"...white noise is a nice idea," he said slowly, and something in his voice made her look up: "but it's redundant."

The distant flashlight diffused the sky behind Sibaan like mist, and only the shallow light traced his outline; his fine golden hair was fluffy floating in the mist, almost transparent.

"When I was by your side, I never guarded against you."

At this moment, Lin Sanjiu could only look at him—the effort he had racked his brains to answer him just now was gone in an instant.

"...nor will it be in the future."

Almost as if comforting her, Sibaan's hoarse voice slowly flowed into the night.

These few words really surprised Lin Sanjiu, and even made her mind go blank for a moment.

"Why?" When she came back to her senses, she had already asked unconsciously.

Sibaan took a low breath, and it seemed that his breathing was beginning to be a little difficult.He suppressed a gasp and asked, "You don't know what my evolution ability is?"

Lin Sanjiu shook his head, realizing that he couldn't stand in the center of the force field like this without any protection—even Sibaan couldn't do it.

"You'll know later." As he said, he raised his hand and naturally adjusted the position of the mask on her face.Immediately, he took a small thing off his ear, and when he opened his mouth, he switched to another language—but he spoke very fast, and she only heard half of it clearly in a hurry: "...for every minute I share with you, I will be punished hard in future. Nothing you do to me could be worse than my own fate. I was kissed by a curse, you see."

I heard it, but didn't fully understand it.But before Lin Sanjiu could ask again, Siba'an had already turned around and put on the little thing again.Obviously he won't continue to talk anymore—she thought about it twice silently, hoping that her subconscious could remember those few words, and then asked: "Aren't you wondering why I let you fall asleep?" ?”

"What you think it's best not to tell me, I'm afraid it's also best not to know." Sibaan answered quickly, as if he answered subconsciously.He looked away from the high wall-like gate in the distance, and glanced at Lin Sanjiu: "... If it is something that will make the two of us meet each other, I would rather not know."

It seems like a burden has been removed, but a mountain of pressure has been built on it.Lin Sanjiu thought for a while, but couldn't help laughing: "I see. Then shall we still go to the arsenal?"

"Of course." Sibaan turned around, and the distant light mist reflected a straight line on the bridge of his nose.All the details of his facial features were dimmed and blurred, but he looked more like a god in the depths of the forest: "This time, I will lead the way."

　Debt: A few days ago, due to a mistake in anti-theft, I owe everyone a thousand words.I wanted to pay it back today, but it’s already two o’clock, and I’m going to visit relatives tomorrow, so I don’t need to sleep tonight if I write it down… I think my English lines are better than Chinese, so it may be a bit shameless to say that, but Spar An's two lines seem to be more flavorful...

　
(End of this chapter)