Doomsday Wonderland

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Just when Lin Sanjiu was stunned, Sibaan, who was standing at the other end of the shelf, suddenly raised his hand, and a bright white light hit her face - when Sibaan really went all out, he Her combat power almost reached an incomprehensible level; at that moment, she didn't have time to think about anything. It wasn't until the white light brushed past her ears that she realized that Sbaan had launched an attack on her.

Time seemed to slow down.

After a long and incomprehensible half second, she heard a small, crackling sound beside her. Only then did she realize that Sibaan's target was not her, but something around her.

She slowly turned her head and met a face sticking out from among the bottles on the shelf.

If that face could still breathe, the hot air it sprayed could have hit Lin Sanjiu's face. However, even without Siba'an's blow, she didn't think there would be any breath on this face - there was indeed a long stretched neck with stretched muscles under it; The resemblance to a normal person only goes so far, there is no room for a body on the shelf.

As if it were made of ceramics, the head that stretched out towards her from the shelf shattered into several pieces with a click in her eyes, and fell to the floor one after another. Among the white bones, brains, black hair and red blood, there was a face that was still intact because of its softness - Lin Sanjiu didn't even notice what had broken it.

Sibaan had already rushed to her side, and because he was speechless, he grabbed her shoulders and helped her take a few steps back.

If he hadn't been the unlucky target, Lin Sanjiu would have almost wanted to applaud that woman.

It was impossible for the other party not to hear the volunteer's voice - God, only a few seconds had passed since hearing the volunteer's voice - when the woman realized that she was also included in the game, The first reaction was not to be surprised, but to catch Lin Sanjiu and the others when they were surprised and quickly launch a second attack on them.

If Siba'an reacted half a blink of an eye slower, she would be hit by that face - she didn't know what that face could do to her, but she was glad that she didn't have to find out the answer - wait for her When he takes a blow, Siba'an will inevitably be distracted; while he is distracted, the woman can attack her real target.

"Are you okay?" Lin Sanjiu quickly checked him up and down, and when he saw that he shook his head and seemed to have nothing missing, he exhaled. "We'd better not be separated again," she whispered to him, turning on the [Consciousness Scanning] at the same time.

That woman had already integrated into this environment, and it was unknown whether [Consciousness Scanning] could still work; but she wanted to try anyway.

The volunteer who seemed to know nothing about the conflict just now continued to shout loudly from the other end of the mall: "Everyone in the mall please come to the gate to meet up as soon as possible! Sorry, you have no chance to refuse or withdraw now." You’re qualified.”

Lin Sanjiu closed her eyes and composed herself.

Okay, looks like going into the game with their pursuers.

As they walked towards the mall gate, their nerves were extremely tense. In every aisle and corner formed by the shelves, shadows seemed to be wandering and peeking at them; Lin Sanjiu was almost sure that he saw a pair of eyes in the gap between the two boxes of washing powder. He just looked carefully and saw that the washing powder was still washing powder. Powder, shelves or shelves.

... It was hard for her not to think about what would happen if she was touched by those human limbs sticking out from the shelves. She always felt as if those arms, faces and eyes wanted to touch her with an almost hungry persistence.

Sibaan walked silently beside her; the place where he existed was an absolutely safe area, and she knew that there would be no danger approaching from the left. With this knowledge in mind, she moved [Consciousness Scanning] across every gap around her over and over again - no matter from any angle, she wanted to do her best to provide Sibaan with the same sense of security.

"Welcome," a volunteer in the same attire was standing at the gate, waving to them from afar, "Please come and gather here!"

It can be seen that he has tried his best to squeeze himself into the role of a volunteer; but compared with the previous volunteers, this one's attitude and tone are much more casual. There were only three evolvers standing behind him. Their faces were more or less guarded and suspicious, and their eyes glanced back and forth at the two of them several times - especially Sba'an.

"Wait a moment," the volunteer patted a self-checkout counter next to him, then suddenly raised his voice and said, "There's still one more person who hasn't arrived yet."

This was obviously meant for the last woman.

Everyone waited in silence for a while, but no trace of the woman appeared among the shelves lined up under the ceiling.

Could it be that she was relying on the right time and place to hold on and not come out?

"Isn't this making my work difficult?" the volunteer muttered and complained, taking out a note from his pocket and reading it. "Ah, so it's such an ability..." He looked at the piece of paper and said to himself in sudden realization, "No wonder I can't come out because I have the confidence."

Lin Sanjiu was excited, stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Excuse me, what is your ability?"

The volunteer turned his head, glanced at her from behind the mask, and quickly folded the note again. UU read www.uukaｎshu.net

"Can you give me a hint? I'm quite curious." Lin Sanjiu smiled as calmly as possible, "Isn't this against the rules of the game?"

"That won't work either," the volunteer said, shooing her with the back of his hand, gesturing for her to return to the group of unlucky people participating in the game. "If I tell you, it may give you an unfair advantage..."

Perhaps because he was unhappy that the woman had not appeared for a long time, he thought for a moment and added: "I can only say that asking her to come out is as annoying as squeezing a pimple on your face."

Lin Sanjiu, who had never suffered from acne, looked like he understood, nodded and stood back. Sibaan seemed to be laughing a little, but unfortunately she couldn't laugh out loud, couldn't say anything - and couldn't think about who was responsible for her busy schedule.

"Okay, you have to force me to pop my pimples." The volunteer muttered, took out a pen from his trouser pocket, and wrote a long paragraph on the note; Lin Sanjiu craned his neck and looked into the distance. On the shelves, while waiting for the woman to be "squeezed" out, I quietly asked in my mind: "Did you see it?"

"I saw it." Teacher Yi replied.