Doomsday Wonderland

Sibaan's words may be difficult to understand, but the facts before him clearly provide all the footnotes Lin Sanjiu needs.

When she was little, her parents bought her Legos, and she would sit on the floor and play with them all afternoon. The scattered parts of different shapes can be so tightly combined, or scattered, or used in different corners - the same batch of parts can ultimately show different appearances.

If LEGO bricks still have limitations, the buildings in front of us seem to cross all limitations freely.

When Lin Sanjiu looked back, the long, wall-like gate behind her was completely broken into pieces; the land rose and fell between the iron gates, slowly moving and interlacing. ——The park where she just bumped around like a headless fly found a new order in the slight buzzing sound, and the interlaced paths and scattered courtyards were quickly and neatly paved into squares.

"So that's it," she murmured, feeling the smooth and steady movement of the iron gate under her feet: "The protection park I saw last time during the day turned out to be like this."

"It can also form a thousand different structures and compositions," Sbaan shrugged, "as long as you can think of it."

His hands were empty, and he didn't have any "baton". He didn't know if he had put it away.

"But you didn't touch the structure of the arsenal." Lin Sanjiu asked, staring at the steel city in front of him. The reorganization of the protection park has pushed the two of them to the door of the arsenal. On her own, she probably wouldn't be able to find an exit in the conservation garden even if she walked all night; in this place, there is no exit anywhere, but anywhere can be an exit - "Why? Can't it be split?"

"Okay," Siba'an took the lead and jumped off the iron gate. After both of them landed on the ground, he pointed forward and said with a smile: "Look."

Lin Sanjiu, who had been vaguely worried about how to get in just now, suddenly realized that his worries were in vain. The road opened unobstructed for the two of them. At its end, on the steel city wall that towered into the sky, a rectangular doorway opened close to the ground.

It was as if someone was going to open a door in this wall and then forgot about it; with just one step across it, Lin Sanjiu walked into the heavily guarded Steel City - it was so easy to get in. , really made her want to sigh.

Most of the details of the cold and hard arsenal were submerged in the dim night; the dim yellow light of the distant street lamps dyed its vague outline and the iron-gray straight alleyway stretching ahead. Even the lanes of the arsenal look like they were cut out of iron blocks, straight and emotionless.

"...But the easy road ends here." Sibaan smiled at her, his green eyes shining brightly in the dark night. "There are always people stationed inside the arsenal. If the movement is louder, they will be alerted. What's more, I haven't obtained the baton for this part yet."

"Huh? But on that wall..."

"Because that part is the 'border' shared with the conservation park, you can also use the baton of the conservation park to create an entrance." He seemed unwilling to explain in too much detail, and just raised his chin forward: "What's next? It’s easier.”

This "not easy" probably refers not only to the fact that the two of them have to face the arsenal; Lin Sanjiu knows it well.

...If that moment really comes, with her fighting power, can she fight against Sibaan?

Thinking of this, she waved her hands a little feebly: "My night has been difficult enough, please let me take a breath before setting off."

Fortunately, the ground of this steel city is also paved with soil and stone bricks. She sat down with a groan and called out a handful of crooked hairs from the card library. Under Sbaan's straight gaze, she pulled out a few small balls and stuffed them into the gaps between the stone bricks. inside.

Compared with carefully collecting the remaining hair, this process is actually not too embarrassing.

After clapping her hands, Lin Sanjiu changed the topic as if nothing had happened: "Well... I want to ask you a question."

"you say."

"I never asked you, what happened in the arsenal?" She frowned, remembering what the two Mao brothers once told her. "As the Minister of Security, why do you have to sneak in quietly in the middle of the night like this?"

"Not anymore." Sibaan sat down next to her, and a wind mixed with the faint smell of figs and the smell of blood blew up. "I was a little curious about the arsenal's increasingly close relationship with the other twelve organizations in recent years... so I did some research."

"Oh, yes, you said that the Twelve Organizations have already achieved symbiosis...?"

"Yes, that's exactly the conclusion I realized after investigating." Sibaan smiled at her, and his hair was messy. He tied his blond hair into a short ponytail with a calm and natural expression: "I saw some things and a few people. The next morning, I took the initiative to leave the arsenal on the pretext of hunting down the puppet master. I thought that after I left Soon they will probably realize that the baton is missing."

"What did you see?" Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but ask.

"If the time is right, maybe you can see it with your own eyes." Siba'an did not answer, and took a long breath; the white breath dissipated in the dark night. "In any case, it has nothing to do with our trip."

Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when this action was mentioned.

"Although I left you behind," she murmured in a low voice, not sure if this was considered an apology: "but there was a reason... you asked me for help, and I still plan to do it for you."

"I had no doubts."

According to the original plan, they should have split up after entering. Lin Sanjiu sat on the ground for a while, feeling that her physical strength was gradually recovering, but she was unable to say the word "let's go" - it was the need to split up that made her decide to sneak in quietly.

what to do?

She had an inkling of what Sbaan was going to do tonight; but she couldn't let him just go. What if it's really what she thinks...

Finally it was Sibaan who broke the silence.

"Feeling better?" he asked quietly. When he's this close, his voice almost fills the air like smoke.

At this moment, Lin Sanjiu suddenly made up his mind.

"Okay." She looked at the straight alleyway ahead, "Where is your first target?"

"Commander Tower." These words sounded so soft and sweet, as if there was no trace of blood on them.

Lin Sanjiu closed her eyes and exhaled. She didn't care what happened to the commander of the arsenal, so she could do whatever Sbaan wanted; she paused and whispered: "I must fight quickly. How much firepower can you attract for me?"

The blond man let out a low laugh from his lips, and his warm breath captured Liang Ye.

"If you need it, all the firepower in this steel city can fall on me."

"That - that's not necessary," Lin Sanjiu waved her hands hurriedly, and then realized that this was his usual speaking style. "Tell me where the commander's tower is? As soon as I get it, I'll rush to see you."

Sibaan looked at her for a while in the flickering light and shadow of the night, and suddenly sighed. When she thought he was going to object, he silently pointed the direction for her.

After taking inventory of her belongings - what was surprising was that after such a night, her weapon bag was still on her back - Lin Sanjiu stood up and nodded towards Sibaan.

"Take care of yourself."

Without any unnecessary words, the two of them turned and walked in different directions; in an instant, the blond man's figure completely blended into the dark night. When she held her breath and listened intently, she couldn't even catch the slightest sound of wind in the distance. arrive.

She still remembered the path she had taken the last time she came in, so she found the building and the ladder rack on its outer wall without much effort. With the last experience, she quietly climbed up the ladder frame to the rooftop; and repeated her old tricks to turn the rooftop door lock into a card - obviously, UU Reading www.uukｎshu.netｔArsenal has never figured it out. How did she sneak in last time, so she didn't use a more effective defense method.

When the door slid open silently, Lin Sanjiu didn't rush in. Whether it was pure touch or [scanning in consciousness], it showed that there was silence behind the door, with no sign of life. But she still waited for a while, and then walked in in a flash.

The researchers at the arsenal were all gone, and all the lights were dark. Only the skylight let in a little bit of night and starlight, immersing the interior of this cylindrical brass building in darkness.

Lin Sanjiu walked into the lifting box, and the low buzzing sound of the gears and belts turning suddenly echoed in the silent building, almost startling her. She took out her flashlight and scanned it back and forth a few times as she descended - an empty building always looked strangely strange when flashlight flashed it in the middle of the night.

When she came to the same door for the second time, she couldn't help but take a few deep breaths.

The journey to the arsenal was so troublesome, but I didn't expect that it would be so easy to complete the mission in the end. Lin Sanjiu listened for a while and couldn't tell whether Siba'an had started to attack the commander's tower - it was more than half the distance from the commander's tower to the arsenal. Even with the sound of fighting, I'm afraid she It couldn't be heard through the brass walls.

She used the flashlight to find the location of the hinge on the door, and inserted her fangs into the narrow gap. With an up and down stroke, the hinges connecting the door and the wall were immediately disconnected, which was easier than cutting tofu. She grabbed the doorframe and held it steady before it slid open and hit the wall. She slowly leaned it against the door and then walked in step by step.

In the shadows, a "scholar" composed of countless skeletons, pipes, and branches is standing tall and silent in the center of the room, like a prehistoric dinosaur fossil.