Doomsday Wonderland

The war between gift packages and data bodies must not be over yet.

The reason why he said this was not because Ji Shanqing's voice was weak and low - but because Lin Sanjiu's suspicions from the last time surfaced again.

The person on the other end of the contact... doesn't seem to be a gift package.

"Hello?" The unmistakable voice that definitely belonged to Ji Shanqing raised his voice slightly.

At this time, Lin Sanjiu's whole body weight was hanging on the rope with one arm, and his muscles were shaking violently, as if he was about to fail every second. She couldn't change hands - the square communicator could only be held in one of her arms, and it was so smooth that there was no place to hang it - as long as the communicator was put away, it and The sound of the gift bag will disappear altogether.

"Sister, are you listening?" A voice sounded as soft as the breeze caressing the water, and the tail sound slipped slightly like a swimming fish. This is an almost insignificant detail that only people who are very familiar with gift packages know. He does not have this habit when speaking.

"Y-yes, I'm listening."

It was extremely difficult for Lin Sanjiu to spit out every word. Fortunately, what she urgently needs now is strength, an ability that can help her get out of her current predicament. As long as the other party can speak and activate her [Pygmalion Collar], she still has hope to escape from this deep well-like black abyss. Get away. She must not let the other party know now that she has realized that he is not a gift bag.

...Of course, if the person on the other end of the liaison is willing to help her.

"My injury is not serious. But why do you sound weird? It seems like you are struggling." This was Libao's voice, but it was a tone he had never had before - the words were subtly messy and sloppy.

"Gift, gift bag," Lin Sanjiu's arms became increasingly unable to support her, and she could feel herself sliding down a little bit. The rough rope rubbed against her palms, causing her skin to ache, but the panic cut deeper than the pain. "Hurry up, say a word to me!"

"What did you say?" The other party raised his voice again, this time out of sheer confusion.

"Tell me, I have an ability that can make Tun grow bigger, right now!"

"Xiaotunda?"

Ji Shanqing—or rather, the person pretending to be the gift bag—was silent for a few seconds, seeming to guess and analyze the current situation. Lin Sanjiu could even guess what he was thinking: once he realized that he was in danger and could only escape with his words, he would definitely hesitate to save himself.

After all, she is the enemy's "sister".

What is the purpose of contacting him by pretending to be a gift bag? What do you want from her? How did you get the liaison device? The sound is exactly the same as the gift bag. Is it because he parsed the gift bag?

In just a moment, countless frightening questions flashed through my mind. However, all issues can be discussed later. Only her tendency to slide down the rope bit by bit is the most urgent and dangerous thing at the moment - Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but yelled at the communicator: "Speak quickly. !”

She had never been so harsh and harsh towards Ji Shanqing before.

"Sister, are you in a hurry?" The person on the other end of the contact seemed to be surprised by the roar. Even though he guessed that Lin Sanjiu was in danger, his voice was still so calm and gentle: "I know, I just said it."

The muscles were trembling, sore, and so weak that it felt like this arm almost no longer belonged to him. In Lin Sanjiu's anxiety, her breathing became heavy again. She dug her nails into the rope and couldn't help but let out a low moan in her throat.

The half second when the communicator went silent felt longer than a year.

She could almost feel that the other person was playing with her.

"...Your ability is to make Xiao Tun grow bigger."

Finally, the communicator in his arms spoke this sentence in the darkness.

Lin Sanjiu breathed a sigh of relief, and almost slipped off the rope because of the looseness; she was frightened, hurriedly kicked her legs, and clung to the rope again - and then her heart sank. He fell down, as if he was about to leave his body and fall into the abyss.

The [Pygmalion collar] around the neck did not heat up.

"No - no," she gritted her teeth, her breath was sporadic, and it was difficult to even speak: "No! There's no heat!" The last word almost became a scream under pressure.

"No heat?" Li Bao spoke faster, "Are you talking about the collar?"

He even knows about the collar!

His arms felt like they were being burned by fire. Lin Sanjiu couldn't hold on any longer, so he bit the rope and let it engraved deeply between his teeth. Her bite strength is only average, and even with a set of teeth, it still doesn't reduce the burden on her arms much.

I just heard the communicator in my arms murmur: "Have you ever used this little swallowing ability?"

Nonsense, of course not! Lin Sanjiu responded harshly in her heart.

"Hmm, is that too general a description?"

Lin Sanjiu's eyes lit up, and she quickly released her teeth and shouted, "Yes, that must be the reason! Say something again quickly!"

"Sister, you specifically used the communicator to say this to me instead of looking for the people around you... is it because the situation is really urgent?"

The voice on the other side asked faintly.

Lin Sanjiu didn't answer. She would rather spend these two seconds biting the rope.

"Tell me what you want swallowed and I can come up with a more appropriate description."

"I, I'm in an abyss, hanging by a rope." She didn't know whether it was a wise decision to tell the other person about her situation, but she had no choice: "I suspect it has something to do with one of my special items. It’s something of the same nature…but, but that special item is too small, I need to let it swallow this—ah!”

Before she could finish her sentence, her arm seemed to be suddenly cut off from the signal from her brain, and she let go suddenly and without warning. With a scream, Lin Sanjiu fell straight down, and the pounding of her heartbeat suddenly filled her ears.

When she managed to regain her senses from her stiffness and reached for her backpack again, even though it was only a few seconds later, it was already too late. She had always been intuitive, and right now her intuition was telling her that the bottom of the abyss, which had swallowed up the paper cranes and lotion without a trace, was approaching her infinitely.

Is this the end?

The fake [Ability Polish] flew out of her trouser pocket, spinning and falling in the field of vision above her; the silver light quickly circled and swayed in the dark abyss, reflecting the reflection of a few tears from the dim light and shadow. Missed in a flash. Strangely enough, in the flash of lightning before death, this was the only scene that seemed to slow down.

"……elder sister?"

She still held the contact device, and the sound of the gift bag sounded muffled amidst the thunder of blood and heartbeat. Lin Sanjiu let go of his arm and let the communicator fall into the black abyss beneath him. Soon, she was going to the same place as it.

... Immediately, she felt the heat on her neck.