Doomsday Wonderland

The procedure for registering for "Beacon of Fire" was surprisingly simple: After answering a few questions and choosing a category between "evolver" and "ordinary person", Lin Sanjiu paid the money, and even asked whether she was an evolved person. There was no verification program for users, so she successfully went online on "Feng Huo Lang Yan" - and obtained a small white round box, which is the terminal for the system to send and receive information.

She set her missing person broadcast to the highest frequency that would be repeated twice an hour for three consecutive days, and then anxiously stepped back from the large communication terminal that looked like a game arcade machine.

The whole room was like a video game arcade; there were no windows in the room, and in the dim light, everyone wore a pair of headphones on their heads, and the faces were illuminated by the screen into patches of light blue. No one glanced at her. As soon as she turned around and walked away, the machine was occupied by the next person in line.

...Who knows if Libao and Yu Yuan will hear her broadcast?

After all, "Beacon Fire" is an emerging system, and the number of people it covers is relatively small; even if its main users are evolutionaries, there is no guarantee that Yu Yuan and the others will definitely use it. What if they don't know the existence of "Beacon Fire" at all?

What if even the data body cannot escape the script of her fate, just like Mather, Doctor Cat, Kiyokuru and the Grand Miko, and every separation becomes a sentence with no end time limit? What will happen to the gift bag?

Lin Sanjiu pressed one hand against the wall, bent down and took a few breaths. When she suppressed the sharp panic, her palms became wet.

It's so ironic that a person who once disliked getting off work because he didn't want to go home and face an empty house now lives in a world where there is no way to keep people around. She couldn't keep others, nor could she keep herself. Wherever she was hit by the waves, some pieces fell down - her partners took her pieces with them, and they might never see each other again.

Now even the law of teleportation has been shaken by the great flood; if it is difficult to guarantee a certain way to meet, then what is her purpose of floating up and down alone in the apocalypse, struggling to survive?

Perhaps it was because her panic was still shaking her nerves, or perhaps because she had a perfectly reasonable reason. When she passed by Batou De again, Lin Sanjiu suddenly couldn't hold it back and returned the favor to the only person in the room. The familiar face spoke.

"...Would you like to do me a favor?"

Batou De, who was behind sunglasses, was startled.

Lin Sanjiu had noticed it when he entered the room just now. He seemed unwilling to attract other people's attention and pretended not to recognize her; she also cooperated and turned a blind eye to him and walked directly over - maybe Batou De didn't expect it either. , Lin Sanjiu remembered him after a quick meeting a few days ago.

"Ah, ah, it's you. Nice to meet you." Batou De wiped his forehead without embarrassment and said, "Hey, the lenses are too dark, I can't see people clearly..."

Even though it was such a lame excuse, when he said it in his clear and clear voice, it actually sounded like that.

"What are you doing here?" Lin Sanjiu asked. He seems to have been looking at the people coming in and out, but it doesn't look like he is trying to hide his identity to find someone. Otherwise, what's the use of a pair of sunglasses?

"Let me see, isn't this a new system?" Badou De was obviously unwilling to tell the truth, so he changed the subject and asked, "What do you want me to help you with?"

"You are a broadcaster, and you should be in contact with a lot of people." Lin Sanjiu knew that dealing with him would cost money, so he took out a few newly replaced fog balls and said, "I want to ask you to deliver two messages. One is that I want to One is to hire an artifact craftsman, and the other is to offer a reward to find someone. I hope that these two messages can bypass several major communication system platforms and be sent out privately through your seven heads."

"My seven...do you know my other seven heads?" Batou De lowered his sunglasses slightly and stared at the fog ball.

Speaking of which, Yu Ming told her.

When the two of them saw Batou De at the door from a distance, the young man felt proud and said to Lin Sanjiu as if introducing a famous scenic spot: "You are lucky! Have you seen that sturdy man? He His name is Batou De, the most famous broadcaster in Fanjia City, with at least tens of thousands of listeners, and he is considered among the top five in Wandering Cloud. Everyone likes his program, he is very kind, and he often uses his seven We help everyone convey the message..."

This was nothing like the impression Batou De had left on her - in order to make some money, Batou De was willing to make fake broadcasts and leave the spacecraft stranded in mid-air.

"What seven heads?" Lin Sanjiu vaguely remembered the origin of the name Batou De and asked, "Does he really have eight heads?"

"One on the neck," Yu Ming bent a finger and said: "The other seven are products of his ability, not real human heads. They are like...well, he made an analogy, like the ground Station? Anyway, through the seven heads, we can send and receive signals to each other."

Could it be that he used this method to make the pilot hear the fake broadcast when he was on the spacecraft? It seems that Batou De is really famous in Fanjia City, and even ordinary people know information about his personal abilities.

Lin Sanjiu thanked Yu Ming and gave him a few extra red crystals as a tip, but found that he had no intention of going up to say hello to Batou De - it was different from when he met the star before the end. Although Yu Ming didn't know Batou De He was doing something sneaky, but he was respectful and unwilling to disturb his sneakiness. He said goodbye to her and left.

... Such a respected Batou De, now it is difficult to take his eyes away from her money.

"No problem, no problem," he nodded repeatedly and said, "We have cooperated once. You know that I am reliable. Who are you looking for?"

The decomposer was easy to find, and Batou De patted his chest and promised that he would find it for her on the same day - "I'm very familiar with the areas in Fanjia City!" - As for the gift bag and Yu Yuan, she had to try her luck. The news passed down by word of mouth, no one can say when and how they will encounter them.

Just as data bodies, their ability and method of absorbing information should far exceed that of ordinary talents, right?

"I'll give you part of the deposit first," Lin Sanjiu said while handing over the money, "Do you think this is appropriate?"

Unexpectedly, Batou De did not take it.

He lowered the lenses slightly, revealing a pair of big eyes with double eyelids; he looked at Lin Sanjiu up and down for a while, and after thinking about something, he waved his hand to signal her to take the money back.

"Your fighting power is very high, isn't it?"

"This..." Lin Sanjiu thought for a while and replied, "I'm too embarrassed to praise myself."

Badou De blinked, obviously not knowing how to respond to this frankness. "If I'm not mistaken, your skills should be top-notch among Wandering Clouds... Even in the management organization of Fanjia City, Guihe, I have never seen an evolver with your kind of combat power."

Probably thinking of the reward he pushed back, he added a little regretfully: "You're still so rich."

"So?" Lin Sanjiu prompted him to continue.

"To be honest, I have been looking for money recently, just to hire people, but no matter how much I look for money, I can't afford to hire a fighting force like you." Batou De asked tentatively: "The reason why you want to Is it necessary to avoid people’s eyes by avoiding the big system platform? I don’t ask you the specific reason. As long as you agree to my request, I can use my name to find someone on your behalf within the major systems to prevent you from being exposed."

"No problem," Lin Sanjiu agreed immediately, "What do I need to do? Fight on your behalf? I'm good at this. When can you start sending messages?"

"It's safer than that! Come on, let's talk as we walk." When Batou De saw that she had agreed, his eyes lit up, and he motioned for her to follow him, then turned and walked out: "I have a residence in Fanjia City. To be honest, one of the seven heads is placed there. Then you can watch me send a message and feel more at ease."

Just like that, Lin Sanjiu caught another small boat in the torrent.

She was taken by the boat and floated into the intricate rivers of Fanjia City. She passed through the endless stream of people, and was pushed by waves of laughter, the sound of pulleys wiping the floor, and the sound of hawking, and soon she was Can't tell the direction. Batou De seemed to be very popular indeed. Whether he was an evolved person or an ordinary person, there were always people greeting him with a smile and stuffing him with things along the way. Under his influence, even Lin Sanjiu got a lot of smiles—— Batou De returned his hand and gave her the piece of chewing gum he had just taken.

"Inexpensive gadgets," he chewed a piece vaguely in his mouth, "You're welcome."

Lin Sanjiu took the chewing gum without putting it in her mouth and asked, "Why do they all like you so much?"

"I'm a celebrity," Batou De said with a sigh, positioning himself very high. "The burden brought by fame is not small."

Although Fanjia City is a city built on artificial high ground, there are many bridges in the city - not to cross the river, but because the construction was haphazard and chaotic, resulting in many city walls having to be connected by bridges. Under the bridge, residential areas like weeds often sprouted here and there; while waiting for the suspension bridge to be lowered with dozens of other people, Lin Sanjiu heard an old man telling a story to a child on the side of the road.

She glanced around and found that among the group of children there were some evolved ones and some ordinary people, sitting together on the dirty roadside listening to a love story.

...It seems to be a love story.

"...The misunderstood evolver girl heard the news and immediately signed up to join the battle against the fallen species. Not only out of bravery, but also because she didn't want to meet the boy again..." After a group of children issued a message Inhaling, the old man continued: "Unfortunately, he died at the hands of a fallen species, and his whole head was ripped off at once."

The story told to children is quite tragic.

"Then what?" asked a girl who looked seven or eight years old. She also has a pair of very smart eyes; I wonder if Bohemia also sat on the roadside and listened to the story of the Evolutionary when she was a child.

"The ordinary boy was heartbroken and regretful. After the attack of the fallen species, he sat alone on the cliff, missing the time the girl spent with them."

The suspension bridge ahead creaked slowly down the air, pressing towards the road at this end. Badou De glanced in the direction of the old man and hesitated to speak.

"Then what?" The little girl was very anxious and did not forget to express her own opinion: "Actually, it is mainly the man's fault. He should not have touched the sea octopus in the first place..."

Lin Sanjiu thought it was a love triangle drama, but it didn't seem to be the case.

"The young man was so sad that he accidentally slipped and fell to the bottom of the cliff. When the next time the fallen species climbed up from below to attack our Fanjia City, someone discovered that the young man had turned into the one that the girl had resisted. One of the fallen species, walking among them..."

Faced with the tragedy, the children let out bursts of screams and laughter.

"So this story tells us, don't sit on the edge of the cliff if you have nothing to do." The old man ended with these words. Just as the suspension bridge was straightened, Lin Sanjiu was filled with surprise and didn't know what to say, and was a little stunned. The ground followed Badou De. UU reading www.uukanshu.net

"What kind of story is this," she asked quietly, "is it true?"

Batou De glanced back, and Lin Sanjiu suddenly stopped speaking. The sunglasses half slid down the bridge of his nose could not hide the solemn expression on his face, as if soaked in water.

"This story," he whispered, "I first heard it four weeks ago. In the past six weeks, there have been thirty-seven more circulating stories, news, and nearly a hundred articles in Fanjia City. The gossip is all things I have never heard of before. I... don't like it."

Lin Sanjiu looked at his back and suddenly had a question that she had never thought of before.

What kind of abilities does Batou De have that would make Peng Ping list him as an attack target for the memory copy?

It turns out that the author's experience in life really seeps into his writing unconsciously. Lin Sanjiu's action of bending over and gasping for air was my personal experience, and I realized it only after I wrote it. I made an outline before, so the next part of the story should go smoothly...