Doomsday Wonderland

...This is no coincidence.

While he was pretending to be concentrating on looking at the map, Lin Sanjiu's mind was already wandering to nowhere. It felt as if someone else was walking beside her; she had seen the world through Uichi Liu's eyes, struggled to save her fate with his hands, and when the heavy rain hit him, she was shivering with cold. But to Yaichi Liu, she is just a stranger without warmth.

She was so dazed that once, when the wind ruffled Wu Yiliu's hair, she almost reached out to help him brush it away.

Although Lin Sanjiu restrained her impulse in time, Wu Yiliu seemed to have noticed something strange, and while remaining polite and decent, he looked at her inquiringly.

"You look a bit like a friend I used to know," Lin Sanjiu explained with a natural smile, knowing that she could never make him suspicious.

"Maybe people with ordinary looks are more similar." Yaichi Liu also replied with a polite smile.

Calling him ordinary seems to be correct from a certain perspective - he obviously doesn't like to steal other people's attention, and prefers to wear this "ordinariness" as a coat.

Unlike the young man who sat in the forest on a rainy night, today's house is dry, light and cool. Even when he occasionally smiled, the look in his eyes was as distant and indifferent as the silent thin clouds on the distant mountains. His movements were as quiet as the wind moving the shadows of the clouds, which would soon make people relax and almost forget or get used to his presence.

It was not easy for him to impress people at first sight; this was why Lin Sanjiu didn't pay much attention to him before he recovered his memory.

But now, Lin Sanjiu quietly took in all the details of his body: his hair was longer than before, hanging down his ears and neck with soft curls; a few light white scars started from his neck. It spread down the side and entered the collar; he was wearing the most ordinary loose blouse and black jeans. If it weren't for the various strange small objects wrapped around his hands, he could blend into the streets of the pre-apocalyptic world without leaving a trace. among the crowd.

Lin Sanjiu just noticed that among the small objects on his hand that had no obvious function, he was also wearing a dull, ordinary-looking silver ring.

"Have you found the direction?" Wu Yiliu suddenly asked, causing her to snap back to reality.

When she and Fengzhi said goodbye, neither of them expected that Lin Sanjiu had just arrived and didn't know the way back. She had to go back to the building where she landed the aircraft before she could follow the path back to Exodus with the help of Salesis; according to the receipt issued to her by the parking lot, she knew the name of the destination building, but she had to rely on a map. Only then did I know how to go.

"I don't spend most of my time walking in the clouds," Yachiyanagi had explained apologetically when she asked before, "so I'm not familiar with the roads here either."

Lin Sanjiu was not surprised at all.

She had never had this kind of misunderstanding before. She really thought that Yachiyanagi was a craftsman who deconstructed materials.

Since he is not a businessman who needs to come and go, it is natural that he cannot keep track of the journey; but she has to act surprised and regretful, because before returning to Exodus, Lin Sanjiu cannot reveal the truth and let him She could see that she knew where he came from - even though she felt that she was in a daze and might have exposed the secret long ago.

Not long after she recognized Yaichi again, she thought about it and felt that only in Exodus could she truly be sure to trap Yaichi.

After all, Exodus can take off from the ground and enter high altitudes at any time, with Shales as a monitor and guard; except for Exodus, no matter where - in the building, on the road, or in the dungeon - she is not sure that she can do it without hurting him. down, trapping him and preventing him from escaping and counterattacking.

If it had been anyone else, throwing out Ah Quan's copy would have been enough to solve the problem; but Lin Sanjiu knew very well that this method might not work against Wu Yiliu.

Even if she is indeed a bit quick-witted, she is not arrogant enough to think that she can deal with Yayanagi. This kid - to Lin Sanjiu, Wu Yiliu will always be that young kid who hasn't graduated from college yet - has a flexible mind and a careful mind. Even if the person opposite him suddenly turns his face on him, he can still manage to do it in a thousand ways. He remained motionless under the impact of hundreds of thoughts.

Lin Sanjiu would never act rashly unless he was at his home court where he had an absolute advantage.

Thinking about it carefully, she couldn't even determine how Yaichi Liu's current combat power level compared with her own.

The first impression he left on people was very weak, and it was also matched with a combat power that seemed not enough to make people alert; only when she began to think about Wu Yiliu carefully, did she become suspicious of his indifferent and harmless temperament - —It seems to be surrounded by thick layers of milky white mist, with no bottom visible.

This made her more cautious. Facing a cautious and resourceful person, it was not easy to disguise her true intentions. She quickly determined what she should do to make him feel at ease to go back with her - simply, naturally, and only tell the truth; she could not tell the truth. Let’s just not talk about the part.

"Oh, we should go from the Natural Botanical Garden next," Lin Sanjiu replied with a smile, clicked on the map posted on the wall, and said, "My aircraft is in the parking lot of this building... Look, The Botanical Garden seems to be the nearest way.”

When Zaiwu Yiliu just heard her say that he needed to take a plane to reach his workplace, he thought for a few seconds with considerable doubts before nodding. Lin Sanjiu looked at him with an expression that was a little funny: She was very sure. , his doubts were all false. Even if she told him that her workplace was below the smog layer, I'm afraid he would still nod, right?

She didn't expect that a place called "Natural Botanical Garden" had nothing to do with nature or plants.

"This...is this the Botanical Garden?" When Lin Sanjiu and Wu Yiliu followed the flow of people and walked behind the tall green glass door of the Botanical Garden, she looked around and glanced across the rows of cells under the shed. She couldn't bear it. I was surprised: "Where are the plants?"

Not far away, a square-faced man squatting under the pergola happened to hear her words, pointed to his side, smiled and said casually: "Don't these grow in the basin?"

Lin Sanjiu stared at the basin at his feet, not knowing what to say.

If you use some imagination and set the standards very loosely, then indeed, you can barely tell that it is a "plant" - long strips of steel bars growing out of the soil in the flower pot, isn't it? Like the branches of a plant? Don’t the iron-colored squares hanging at the ends of the steel bars look like plant leaves?

"What on earth is this..." She wanted to ask but didn't know where to start. She looked at the flower pot and found a label on it that read "Construction Site."

She could still guess without labels, but with labels it made her even more confused.

Surrounding the square-faced brother were several identical terracotta flowerpots. Not just around him, looking around, there were varying numbers of terracotta flower pots with the same appearance sitting under each pergola; the only difference was the "plant" in each pot.

In some pots, a straight black wooden pole sticks out. The wooden pole is covered with fine thorns, and small, invisible "fruits" are hung on the fine thorns; in some pots, there is a large bush of lush "antlers". ", each downy leaf is a clone of the same small round bead - the flowerpots are often labeled with various labels, ranging from "Construction Site" to "Eye of Jealousy". And enough.

The botanical garden occupies not a large area, and there are not many pergolas, but there are many people. Among the constant flow of people, there are faces looking back and forth at the "plants". From time to time, someone stops and talks softly with the owner of the flowerpot. On the far right side of the botanical garden, against the wall, is a pavilion with a "Buy Flower Pots" sign.

"The flower pot is a one-time item, specially used for mass reproduction. It is the exclusive signature of the Rainforest Group and one of their main sources of income." Yatanagi opened his mouth at the right time and asked: "Do you know about mass reproduction?"

Lin Sanjiu looked confused.

"It's very simple. Taking this flowerpot as an example, as long as the special item planted in it meets the conditions, a plant will grow; when the plant grows and matures, it will produce more of the same special item."

For Wu Yiliu, this seemed to be a very ordinary and natural thing, and even his tone did not fluctuate much; on the contrary, Lin Sanjiu was shocked and his voice rose five degrees: "Huh? Can you copy more items? How many can you plant? Is there such a good thing?"

Wu Yiliu smiled politely. "Their group only produces a few dozen flowerpots a year at most, so their influence is mainly limited to the two twelve realms. It's normal that you haven't heard of it."

"Then... every plant is a special item?" Lin Sanjiu walked a few meters along the pergola, and had to look away from the last plant. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Only then can you immerse yourself in the next plant again. "They all seem very small...are their effects and powers the same as the original items?"

"It's all the same," Wu Yiliu replied patiently, "but the fruit can no longer be planted in the flower pot. Oh, this is good."

Lin Sanjiu followed his gaze and found that there was a small tree in the flowerpot, but it only had five or six branches. The branches were about as long as a girl's forearm. On each branch, there was a building sitting on it. A pretty little house with a peaked roof and whitewashed walls; the flowerpot label says "High-End Mobile Home."

The small house attracted the attention of several people, but to Lin Sanjiu, it was useless. She said "hmm" through her nose, and continued walking forward without stopping; Wu Yiliu seemed to be very interested in it, and after looking at it for a few more times, she followed and sighed: "It's a pity that a mobile home must be very interesting." Expensive. In Wandering Cloud, ordinary residences are almost unaffordable... Where do you live?"

Lin Sanjiu thought for a while and said, "Have you heard of Big Fish Market?"

Wu Yiliu turned his head and looked at her, showing an almost tolerant smile.

"...Since when did you know that I am not a craftsman of decomposition?"