Doomsday Wonderland

When Lin Sanjiu lowered her head following Wu Yiliu and saw the shoes in "her" hands, the shock almost made her soul explode - she subconsciously wanted to jump up, but was stopped by Wu Yiliu's The body was restricted, as if his skin had become her prison, and she couldn't even jump out.

The momentary panic she felt because she couldn't escape was soon drowned out by another kind of panic caused by Yayanagi himself, and she was drowned out.

"W-when,"

Wu Yiliu seemed to have been burned. He raised his hand and threw the shoe far away. He flipped the shoe shadow and landed on the ground. He stood up subconsciously, took two steps in its direction, and stopped again. "I, did I bring it?"

Cuining was sitting on the sofa. When she looked in another direction, she was just a dark figure sitting in the darkness. "Don't you remember?"

This is definitely not a problem with his memory.

Wu Yiliu took a breath and replied: "It's not that I forgot, I'm afraid my action of picking up the shoes was not noticed by my brain at all."

If he didn't even recognize it, then of course it's impossible to say whether he had forgotten it.

"That means..." The black shadow head representing Cuining turned left and right twice and whispered: "Is there some kind of power that made you do this without knowing it?"

Wu Yiliu couldn't answer this question. He just wiped his forehead a few times, but it didn't bring much relief. The two people who were checking around in the bedroom seemed to be attracted by the sounds outside at this time; Abi was walking in the front, holding the edge of a hat with the tips of his nails, as if he refused to touch it at all, and said in his mouth Asked: "What's wrong?"

When Cuining finished explaining the matter, Abi hurriedly waved his hand and threw the hat out - it fell together with the lone shoe, while the other shoe and the pullover were still lying there. on the chair.

"Did you just find this?" Yachiliu knew that he was asking nonsense, "Are they all... personal clothing items?"

"Yes," Abi seemed to want to say something, but swallowed it back because of uncertainty. Pence walked into the living room from behind her and said in a deep voice: "I didn't find anything. What about you?"

From this point of view, there are only three more items in the entire wooden house: hiking boots, a pullover and a hat. They appeared in no order, and they were obviously not necessities for the evolved people. They didn't even match the number of people. What exactly they represented, Yaichi Ranagi really couldn't figure out.

"What would have happened if you had put your shoes on just now?" Abby asked.

How could Wu Yiliu answer such a question? He turned back and glanced at the TV. As expected, there was not even a hint or rule. "You can't put it on," he could only say vaguely, "that's a pair of women's shoes."

At this point, he was reminded by himself. The pullover is men's clothing, the hiking boots are women's shoes, and the hat can be adjusted in size regardless of gender... It doesn't look like it was taken off the same person, but it looks like it was prepared for three people.

"We'd better stay away from these things anyway," Pence said, slipping a glove on his hand. He walked up to those items, put them all into plastic bags and tied them tightly, paying attention to the reaction of the portraits on the TV the whole time - this act itself was also a test of the copy, but it was not until he picked up the When I picked up a bag of things and prepared to throw them out the door, there was no movement on the TV.

"Don't open the door yet?" Abi crossed his arms, looking a little uneasy. "Let's wait until daybreak to throw things away, in case the thing Ichiyanagi saw just now is still outside..."

Pence snorted indifferently, but after thinking about it, he put the bag at the door.

"No one should touch it from now on," Abi said immediately. "It's best for the four of us to stay in the same place tonight and not be alone."

If you are a dungeon tester, this method is too conservative and passive. It is more suitable for survival than for discovering the rules of the dungeon, but no one has said this right now. It's interesting to say that even if the dungeon is full of swords and fire, and if you can't pass the level, you will lose your arm, I'm afraid their behavior will not suddenly become so conservative and tight - now a few pieces of clothing, shoes and hats can do it.

In the darkness, the four people moved the sofas and chairs in the living room to the center, and each found a place to sit down. Each two people faced each other, so that they could ensure that they could look in all four directions. Cuining was wearing night vision goggles. She thought she needed to "rest" but didn't use them before. Now she took them out and divided them one by one - the dark room was suddenly dyed with a layer of green, and the furniture, figures, and The rooms are all reflected in shades of fluorescent green. Apart from the color and light tone that people are not used to, they can still see the surroundings clearly.

Wu Yiliu was facing the front door, looking at the quietly closed door, but his heart always seemed to be held up by a thread. Directly opposite him is Abi with his back to the door; on the left and right are Cuining and Pence respectively.

"What are your current guesses about this copy?" Cuining asked in a low voice.

"It's an adventure type," Burns said with certainty, as if he had read the script. "Isn't it said on TV before? Lights will attract unwelcome creatures. Any game with such surreal and dangerous creatures is usually an adventure combat game."

If the situation were different, Yaichi Liu would also agree with him, but now he can't nod.

"Or," it seemed that the person who thought so was Cuining, who whispered, "it could also be a secret room type of game..."

Several people discussed for a while but came up with nothing, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.net passed another hour or two in silence. Pence seemed a little tired, so he stood up and walked to the bathroom, took off his glasses, turned on the faucet and washed them. A face. The bathroom is in the corner of the living room. Pence left the door open and never walked out of his companion's sight. Even when he bent down to wash his face, from Cuining's perspective, he could see his bent back and the mirror above the sink - waiting for water. The sound stopped, and Pence straightened up and stood in the bathroom, silent for a while.

"What's wrong?" Cuining asked.

Pence stuck his head out and looked around. "Did you talk just now when I was washing my face?"

"No, what did you hear?" Wu Yiliu immediately became alert.

"Actually, I didn't hear anything. Maybe I heard it wrong." The tall man said as he walked towards the door. "I'll go to the door to check and confirm..."

Just when Wu Yiliu suddenly jumped up from the chair, Pence also pounced on the plastic bag like a hungry tiger pouncing on food - the latter was half-close to the target after all, and grabbed the bag first, "Whoa!" It was torn open with a sound.