Doomsday Wonderland

"...So, this is a fake copy," Yaichi Liu concluded his introduction with a smile: "Don't get me wrong."

Professor Qiao was sitting on a chocolate chair, still looking familiar to him, with a straight back and straight shoulders and neck. When they met again, he looked at his slightly red eyes, and now he gradually returned to normal. She always exudes a calming, soothing and steady power, and Wu Yiliu actually feels aggrieved like a child, and just wants to whisper to her his experience during this period.

However, he could also feel that the soothing and stable temperament of Professor Qiao was not a real comfort. Comfort tells you that "everything will be fine and the world will continue as usual"; but what makes Professor Joe so peaceful and calm is something completely opposite - and exactly what he needs.

"I understand." Professor Qiao nodded. It seemed that he had completely understood the shape-shifter's thoughts. After two seconds, he softly praised: "...It's quite wonderful."

Wu Yiliu knew what she meant. Sometimes he couldn't help but hide a few hints when making introductions; but he soon discovered that all doubts could be answered with "This is a fake copy" - if the evolvers have doubts, they will Don't even question him once it's settled.

The question is, what next?

"Want to watch TV?" The middle-aged man brought Professor Qiao a cup of tea and asked diligently. Without waiting for an answer, he turned on the TV. "As you wish, I have placed the water bowl on the window sill. Please do as you please. Do whatever you feel comfortable with."

Wu Yiliu couldn't remind her clearly at the moment, so he could only shake his head slightly. Because he was worried about the monitoring, he even stopped shaking his head once - Professor Qiao glanced at him, wondering if he understood.

Perhaps he was too blindly optimistic, but he always felt that no matter who was affected, Professor Qiao would not be affected.

Besides, it would be good to turn on the TV now.

Ever since he started working today, the middle-aged man has been fidgeting like a bug in his pants, glancing at him from time to time, as if he has a lot to say. They didn't get a chance to talk in the locker room today - due to technical problems, a shape-shifter had been debugging the middle-aged man's locator - he seemed to have gotten some information, but didn't know how to tell Yachiyanagi. .

To be honest, Ichiyanagi doesn't think that the shapeshifter can fulfill his duties and monitor every NPC 24 hours a day, but the risk is that he doesn't know when and what words will be heard, so he has to be careful.

He winked at the middle-aged man, put one hand around his chest, raised the other hand, quietly covered the radio on his collar, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Professor Qiao with concern. The old lady suddenly became particularly interested in the TV series. She stared at the screen without blinking, as if she didn't notice the NPC around her at all. The middle-aged man was very cautious and still pulled Yi Liu back into the back room. , then he covered the radio in the same manner and whispered: "I have contacted the masseur you mentioned."

The visa officer said that the massage was very comfortable, and Ichiliu immediately remembered it. There are actually many places that provide massage in the fake copy, but the masseurs are all the same people - wherever there is a need, the masseuses in the spa section will go to provide services; it is precisely because they have the opportunity to move around, The information is also better than others.

"The few evolvers we know are very careful and don't say much in front of NPCs." He also knew that he couldn't cover the radio all the time, so he spoke quickly: "But the girl said that the visa officer seemed a bit arrogant. I don’t care much, so I let her hear some details. From what I heard, there is indeed such a special item that can generate a copy according to the arrangement. "

"You mean that they have clearly grasped the clue that this object is in our world?"

"That's probably what it means," a layer of deep worry settled on the middle-aged man's face. "Because the visa officer said, 'I didn't ask for it at the time because I asked about it and thought it was of no use. If I look for him now, I don't know where to look for it.'"

Wu Yiliu's heart sank. God is so unfair. All the resources, advantages, and luck are now on the side of the shapeshifters.

The power of the fake copies was enough to scare him: in the beginning, there was not even a single deformed evolver coming and going, but in the past few days, among the people who came to eat sweets, deformed faces gradually began to appear. If it had the power of a true copy, would the Evolver still have half a chance to survive?

Without evolvers outside, the world would become more stable and suffocating—until the tiny disasters that the shape-shifters themselves continue to create finally destroy it like a snowball one day. And this process may take his whole life.

"Is there anything else?" he asked eagerly.

"The skinny female evolutionist said, 'If you are willing to cooperate, you will definitely find someone,' and then changed the subject." The middle-aged man now naturally became on the same side, shook his head and said, "Maybe Because the masseuse is right next to her. What should we do now?"

If he knew what he could do, he wouldn't feel like he was carrying a heavy stone in his belly.

When the two came out with some dessert tableware - this was to show that they really left for work - and placed them beside Professor Qiao, the old lady immediately glanced around the room. The TV was still on, but her mind was clearly not on it.

No one spoke anymore. For a moment, the only lights and shadows on the TV flickered in the room, and lines came and went; in the silence filled with artificial sounds, only the weight of the surveillance camera pressed against the air.

The old lady suddenly broke the silence.

"I'm not very interested in TV," she told Yachiyanagi: "I got a mobile phone in your world. Come over and teach me how to use it."

Wu Yiliu's heart jumped up to his throat. Professor Qiao has such a quick mind! If you can't speak, you can tell her by typing; although there are many surveillance cameras in the house, it is difficult to see such a small mobile phone screen clearly, and he has figured out the general direction of the surveillance camera, and he can block it with his body. First block.

He immediately strode over, took Professor Qiao's cell phone, said something like "Look, this is the text messaging function", and quickly wrote two messages. After the old lady read it and nodded, he immediately deleted it. Lost.

In the message he wrote, he simply said that there were evolvers cooperating with the shape-shifters, and that the fake copies were going to gather the evolvers and slowly "digest" them - he was about to continue making the copies come true. When he told the old lady the news, he heard footsteps at the door of the candy house. He felt anxious and hurriedly handed the phone back to Professor Qiao. Almost the next second, the door was pushed open.

The skinny female evolutionist stopped at the door.

Could it be that the conversation just now was overheard?

This was Wu Yiliu's first reaction, but he immediately denied it because the other party's suspicious eyes were always fixed on Professor Qiao.

Oh, yes...they are so unlucky.

Wu Yiliu was almost trembling. He remembered that during the training, the female evolutionist had said that she would pretend to be someone who had just come in from time to time, cooperating with the NPC to relax the vigilance of other evolutionaries. It's just that she hasn't been here during this period of time, and he almost forgot about it - he didn't expect that she would come at this juncture!

She could tell at a glance that Professor Qiao was not an evolver, right?

Wu Yiliu glanced at Professor Qiao secretly, but found that the old lady's expression was very calm - it could even be said to be relaxed, as if this candy house was her home, and she naturally nodded towards the withered female evolutionist. , said: "I just came in, are you too?"

"Me? Oh no, I've been here for a week." The wizened woman walked in slowly and sat down opposite Professor Qiao, looking at her up and down.

It seemed... it seemed that Professor Qiao was so natural, and that aura frightened her, causing the female evolver to be a little confused about who Professor Qiao was. "Are you...also an evolved person?"

Professor Qiao couldn't help laughing, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, and then said slowly: "How about it, it's very similar, right?"

The wizened woman felt a little confused.

"If you are willing, I will sell the things I just got." Professor Qiao leaned back comfortably on his chair and said with a smile: "You know that you can pretend to be something that has not evolved, even if I don't tell you. There’s value in it.”

The wizened woman's expression suddenly relaxed a lot - only then did Wu Yiliu realize that his back was covered with cold sweat.

"Where was your last world?" She didn't seem to be completely reassured yet and continued to inquire in the chat. A wizened woman will not test her, this is something Ichiyanagi can be sure of. From her point of view, if the other party is really an evolver, fighting would be equivalent to breaking the dungeon rules; the other party will immediately discover that this dungeon actually has no ability to carry out punishment - then the secret will be revealed.

"Biluo Huangquan," Professor Qiao's face was so calm that there was no clue, "This thing was bought in Black Market."

"Oh, I haven't been there yet. It's really nice."

As soon as the name of the place came out, the wizened woman seemed to have no doubts at all. Ordinary people may have the opportunity to know about the existence of evolvers, but where can they get more information about the apocalyptic world?

There is only one Professor Qiao in this world.

"I just think you look familiar, UU read www.uukanshu.net" The wizened woman tilted her head, looked at Wu Yiliu, and then at Professor Qiao. "No, I probably haven't seen it before, but I feel familiar..."

"Perhaps we passed each other in some world before." The old lady said calmly.

"That's right," the wizened woman smiled, chatted for a while, had some tea, then stood up and said goodbye, "I'm going to go somewhere else and watch a movie."

"Okay, see you later." Professor Qiao said with a smile.

Wu Yiliu watched the shriveled woman walk to the door, his heart already falling back into his stomach. Fortunately, it was a false alarm. Just as she raised her hand to push the door open, she suddenly turned around and uttered three words as if talking about the weather.

"Sakura Water Bank."

The moment Wu Yiliu woke up, it was already too late - as soon as these three words were heard, Professor Qiao could no longer control himself and suddenly stood up from his chair, his face turned white.

The wizened woman looked at her and smiled slowly.