Doomsday Wonderland

Lin Sanjiu's idea may not be risky for the Killing Hotel, but it is really risky for herself and the puppet master.

...especially the puppeteer.

After the excitement of the sudden flash of inspiration faded away, the more she thought about it, the more unsure she felt, and the more she thought about it, the more naive she felt. How could she rescue the puppet master with this method? Maybe she will be involved too.

But the Killing Hotel had already disappeared, and it was useless for Lin Sanjiu to regret it - she didn't even have a way to contact him - besides, if she didn't follow this method, what other options did she have? What could she do with the copy?

The action has begun, and all she can do now is wait.

At this moment, Lin Sanjiu was squatting under the sheets, her whole body was wrapped tightly, and only her eyes were exposed. Although she was suffering internally, she remained motionless on the outside, as if something suddenly appeared on the ground dozens of meters away in the Lake Tour dungeon. Here comes a white mushroom.

It would be terrible if the copy of Youhu became suspicious of her before she came back from the Killing Hotel and came to check the situation... Why hasn't the Killing Hotel come back yet?

When Lin Sanjiu muttered "Why haven't you come back yet" for the sixth time, there was finally movement in the distant town.

Her field of vision was somewhat blocked by the white sheets, and she felt the slightest movement first.

It was like one of the people eating at the same table suddenly stood up. When Lin Sanjiu was slightly startled, he immediately realized that the intermittent, shabby and hoarse electronic music in the game hall not far away had stopped for several seconds. Didn't hear it.

The ground shook faintly. It was not as if some heavy giant was walking, but rather as if the earth itself was being fiddled with, a hive deep in the earth's core awakening, buzzing and trembling from a dimension beyond human reach.

The Killing Hotel really didn't lie... Lin Sanjiu slightly opened the bed sheet, looked into the distance, and suddenly understood the strange trembling of the earth under his feet.

This dimensional space is constructed by the energy of the copies, so when an unknown number of copies move in the same direction together, the energy in the constructed dimensional space is like a wave of tides caused by the gravity of the moon.

At this moment, in the "small town" in the distance, buildings melted and fell one after another, as if they were broken icebergs washed away by the waves; one figure after another stood up from the ground, the crowd gradually expanded, and the chaotic chatter sounded like being swept away by the waves. Broken branches wrapped in the water waves rushed into Lin Sanjiu's field of vision.

She was so nervous that she wanted to swallow her saliva, but found that her mouth was so dry that it turned into a piece of sandpaper.

Right now.

When she saw the figure wearing a red T-shirt in front of her clearly, Lin Sanjiu jumped up suddenly, grabbed the sheets, quickly approached, and ducked into the group of copies: An old lady turned to look at her, selling balloons The clown's heels were stepped on by the people behind him. The children who were counting bugs listened to others talking with cold expressions... Except for the Killing Hotel, which pretended not to notice her, no copy paid much attention to her.

Lin Sanjiu had a layer of hot sweat all over her body.

In her entire life, how could she have imagined that she would experience such a moment?

Around them, there are copies in twos and threes. Both her sight and hearing were lightly covered by the sheets, which actually enhanced the inexplicable part of her perception: for a moment she seemed to be walking in a smoky cold mountain morning, and for a moment she seemed to be unable to help laughing happily, waiting for her When he quickly took a few steps closer to another copy, he vaguely smelled a frightening, snow-white smell.

"I don't want to bother anyone," Killing Hotel explained loudly from the front, "but I think it's very strange... who put humans in, what will they do to them after they are put in, and what will it do to our dimension?" The impact...I think everyone needs to be informed."

"You're right, this matter is a bit serious," an unknown person said from the copy group, "Why can humans come in?"

"I'll find out when I ask later. I'm just curious, why does the newcomer secretly hold on to the human and never let go?" said a muffled and dull voice, as if there was a thick towel rolled up in his throat. "Can he hand it over obediently?"

...Yes, this is Lin Sanjiu's plan.

There is nothing she can do to get the copy of Lake Tour, and there is nothing that Killing Hotel can do to get the copy of Lake Tour alone. But when many copies in this dimension realize that there is a human being hidden in his hand, the copy of Lake Tour may have to be overcome. Can't stand the pressure?

After the Lake Tour dungeon left the town, it kept the puppet master under the water of the lake, and even the human form never appeared again, obviously in order not to attract anyone's attention.

Since he wanted to secretly imprison the puppet master, Lin Sanjiu would naturally expose his intention.

"Actually, I think if he wants to hide himself, he can just hide it. It won't have much impact on us..." one copy said.

Lin Sanjiu felt nervous and quickly glanced in the direction of the speaker.

The copy was tall and slender. With her height, she could only see the opponent's belly. Don't look at the dungeon's words to persuade others to go back, but he followed the Killing Hotel without any intention of turning around - the dungeons who heard his words also seemed to have turned a deaf ear.

There were a lot of copies coming. Lin Sanjiu glanced far away and saw several acquaintances; 5.85 did not show up, perhaps because she did not come to the symposium at all.

"It's right here!"

The Killing Hotel shouted and stopped when it was about to enter the Youhu Park area.

He was currently standing where he had stopped Lin Sanjiu, so he could see the figure under the lake when he stretched out his head. On the contrary, Lin Sanjiu was several steps away, and there was nothing but the intermittent lake between his shoulders. Out of sight.

"Where are they?" Several copies formed a circle along the lakeshore, stretching their necks to look for the puppet master. "Ah, is it that...oh, no, it seems to be a corpse."

"Oh, I saw it. Her hair looks like waterweed, right?" One copy became excited.

Killing Hotel turned around and waved his hand. After focusing the eyes and attention of the replicas on himself, he pointed at the lake and said, "That human is right here. We should ask Youhu Park to come out and explain."

Lin Sanjiu quietly walked towards the lake. From beside her, the copies said one after another: "Where is Youhu Park? I seemed to have seen him not long ago."

"Yes, why didn't you notify everyone when you caught a human?"

"Yes, hand him over," Lin Sanjiu could hardly breathe when these words reached her ears. UU read books www.uukanshu.net "Maybe Youhu Park found something in that human being... I want to see it too!"

"Please give me a break," she squeezed through several copies, "I have something to do with the Killing Hotel..."

One after another, the copies made way for her, and when Lin Sanjiu stopped not far from the Killing Hotel, she looked back.

She passed a familiar face just now, but she couldn't remember who it was; it seemed that he just flashed past in the peripheral vision, and when she looked back, the person had already blended into the crowd.

Lin Sanjiu hesitated slightly when she saw someone else leaving the instance and walking up - it turned out to be a truck driver. He glanced at Lin Sanjiu and then realized who she was, and commented in surprise: "You still have sheets?"

The poor look of "meeting an old friend in a foreign land" really doesn't look like he has bed sheets.

"Well, my new one..." Lin Sanjiu said vaguely, and quickly glanced at the bottom of the lake - in less than ten minutes, the puppet master sank further to the bottom of the lake, as if he was thrown by the green lake. Pressed down deliberately.

"Why is he so silent?" The truck driver frowned and glanced around, obviously dissatisfied with Youhu Park. "So many of us are here, and he doesn't even want to answer a question?"

Lin Sanjiu and Killing Inn looked at each other.

Their plan is going well so far, but the most critical step is that Lake Tour Park must show up. As soon as he shows up——

"What are you doing with me?"

Before Lin Sanjiu could finish his thoughts, he heard an extremely indescribable sound coming from the crowd behind him - it was as if it was formed by leaking airflow from the swollen vesicle-like throat, which was the same as that time. The voice heard in the Lake Tour dungeon is completely different.

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