Doomsday Wonderland

Latest website: Lin Sanjiu couldn't tell whether the blood rushing into her head like a rush at this moment was the blood, or the waves of pain that wanted to tear her apart and devour her.

Even though there are still doubts, reluctance, and disbelief...she is very clear about what she should do next and the only right path.

They don't have time.

Lin Sanjiu unknowingly let go of her hand, and just in the flash of light from the dollhouse, the long metal stick fell to the ground with a clang.

There is no need to continue to hold a long stick together, the person beside you is not a puppet master.

She didn't know where the real puppet master was, and the five seconds left—four seconds—were not enough for her to find him again.

There is no other solution. For a few seconds, she may not even be able to wait for the next light.

...There is only one way left.

Lin Sanjiu thought that she was not afraid of death, and she was not afraid to walk into any dangerous situation no matter how dangerous it was. But now she discovered that the courage to not be afraid of external forces taking one's life and the courage to give up one's life calmly were two different things. Something completely different.

The words "Let me stay" are so short that they don't even take a second. When it comes to actually speaking out, it seems like a lifetime is not enough. The syllables between her lips and teeth were always shaking and shaking, unable to form.

If you don't say anything, it will be too late.

But she still has so many unresolved regrets. She has not yet reunited with her relatives and friends. She cannot wait for Bohemia to "understand". What should she do alone after the gift bag?

Her life is so short, only about ten years. She was just born on the day when the world in her hometown quietly became hot.

Lin Sanjiu had no regrets.

"I...I want to stay-"

She didn't quite know what happened next.

Maybe it was because she was out of her mind and lost her usual vigilance in a trance, or maybe it was because the power came too fast and too strong. She was like a child walking at night. She looked up when she heard the rumbling sound and realized The train lights came from nowhere and pierced the darkness, burning the rails underfoot. The steel locomotive, accompanied by the sound of wind and roar, had already sped towards the front.

That was just her feeling; in fact, she saw nothing.

When the dungeon countdown reached "two," Lin Sanjiu suddenly broke away from gravity; the severe pain was like layers of endless lightning, flowing down from her neck bones, lashing her body and soul.

Her feet left the ground, and for a moment the world spun in light and dark, fragmented - her mind was like a piece of paper towel rolled into the washing machine. For a moment she felt that the world was about to break, and for a moment she felt that she was about to break. The only clear perception was, All that was left was the distinct throbbing pain on the back of his neck.

When Lin Sanjiu finally regained her composure from the turbulence, she realized that in front of her was a gray-blue sky, empty buildings, and dust and smoke slowly swirling in the air. Her feet were hanging in the air, and under her feet was the slate road before entering the instance.

Someone was grabbing the back of her neck and lifting her up like a doll.

It really seemed like his life was being held. Even though only his neck was in his hands, even his limbs were so paralyzed that he couldn't move. Lin Sanjiu felt that he had put in a lot of effort to struggle, but in the end he could only see his toes kicking slowly. For a moment.

Not a word was heard from behind.

The deathly silence at this time was like the dome and clouds pressing down together, crushing the wind, covering the earth, and making the world so stuffy that even the world couldn't take a breath.

In the severe pain, she felt as if a century had passed before she was thrown to the ground like a dirty rag with a "plop". Lin Sanjiu immediately turned over and sat up. Enduring the pain, she turned around.

The puppet master was lowering his head slightly, expressionlessly wiping his fingertips with a white cotton handkerchief.

Behind him, the light and dark dollhouse turned into a normal-sized house again. In the living room, a "Puppet Master" and a "Lin Sanjiu" were standing side by side; in the hands of the "Lin Sanjiu" doll, there was also Carrying a wooden stick.

They stared motionless at the two people a few steps away from the dungeon, looking at their chances of being saved, completely out of reach.

Lin Sanjiu looked at the doll house and then at the puppet master.

There was no slight fluctuation in his skin, facial features, or even texture. Even the scattered black hair seemed to be caught in the wind. He didn't make a sound; but if you listen carefully, there seems to be some kind of faint, blood-like buzzing in the distant world, beating in the depths of the world.

Lin Sanjiu wiped her face. Her thoughts were turned into a whirlpool, and she couldn't think of a single question to ask.

Just as she opened her mouth, the puppet master suddenly raised his eyelids; Lin Sanjiu immediately closed his mouth again, and he lowered his eyes again. He had wiped the handkerchief back and forth twice, but he still didn't think it was clean enough.

...Since he doesn’t want to say it, he won’t say it.

She raised her hand again and covered half of her face with the back of her hand.

What finally broke the dead silence was the copy of the light and dark dollhouse coming from behind - with a sharp and angry cry, like a child losing his temper, Lin Sanjiu was startled and turned his gaze towards it.

"She said it all!" The person the boy was screaming at seemed to be the puppet master. "She said it herself. She wanted to stay. You can't do this. You are cheating!"

Lin Sanjiu still sat on the ground in a daze and glanced at the puppet master again.

Yes, she didn't finish her sentence. She could almost imagine how impatient and anxious the copy boy was when she said "I want to stay"; however, before she actually finished saying these four words, the copy boy Nothing could be done - otherwise, how could you be theoretically sure that what she meant was not "I want to keep him"?

But... wasn't there almost no time when she spoke?

"In the entire dollhouse, you can only see the stairs when you stand in front of the wall entrance." The puppeteer said while slowly turning around.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the copies seemed to be startled, their angry screams were cut off, and they paused, as if they just remembered that they shouldn't be scared by an evolver - "She is mine! My doll!"

The puppeteer didn't seem to hear him at all and walked towards the doll house. Lin Sanjiu jumped up hastily and shouted: "Don't leave, if the copy is triggered again..."

"When the dungeon starts, all the rooms will expand and enlarge until the stairwell becomes a distant, inconspicuous detail."

Lin Sanjiu took a breath. Several details that she had not been able to figure out just now were suddenly clear to her.

The puppet master kept walking, and said softly between steps: "No matter how unfair the copy is, it cannot leave no clues and ways of survival for others... You did your best, when I stood at the entrance of the wall When I was walking in front, every time I looked towards the stairs, the lights would go dark."

He didn't sound angry at all, much less worried about reigniting the copy. Lin Sanjiu hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to follow him or not, when he heard the puppet master say coldly: "Don't follow me."

Lin Sanjiu stopped.

"I was on the second floor and you were on the first floor. Both floors look exactly the same, including the stairwell... because there is a third floor and a basement in the dollhouse." As the puppeteer spoke, he had already walked to the living room of the dollhouse. , as long as you stretch out your hand, you can press it on the wall. The two dolls still maintained their appearance and turned their heads towards him blankly.

"I also thought that we were actually separated... So from the beginning, we were separated on two floors?" Lin Sanjiu said in a low voice, "No wonder I never felt the sway when the copy moved us. Feeling...so I ruled out the possibility of substitution midway..."

When she finished speaking, she almost wanted to laugh.

The duration of the dungeon is so short, probably because we don't want to give people a chance to detect the trick. They discovered it too late, so late that only when the person entering the dungeon was a puppet master, the last one or two seconds could become a window of escape. UU reading www.uukanshu． net

The puppeteer gently raised a hand.

"What do you want to do?" Lin Sanjiu asked in a low voice.

"It is not a copy in itself." He said softly without looking back, "It is a...'representation' created by the copy. Since it is a 'representation'...I think, maybe it can be erased" .”

*I've been quite scared these past two days. Is the CP I wrote too heavy and OOC? Why are everyone complaining about CP... I kind of want to go back and revise it (mainly from the puppet master's perspective). (Actually, it has been repaired a little bit)

*I have a very important test early tomorrow morning. It shouldn’t take long. If everything goes well and I come back early, there will be an update. If I can’t come back early...well...

*I’ve recently become obsessed with Korean cold noodles and gained 1kg of weight from eating them.

*If we have to compare intelligence, these two people are evenly matched.