Doomsday Wonderland

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Lin Sanjiu resisted the urge to put the breathing mask back on, and desperately focused her thoughts on the problem at hand. The fear and urgency that arises when a person cannot breathe is so intense that no other crisis can compare to it - even as an evolver, Lin Sanjiu felt like she was about to be burst by the beast in her lungs at this moment.

"In other words, the essence of this apocalyptic world, if we use an analogy, is actually not the 'network' or 'advertising', but the 'service provider.'" She used Teacher Yi as a sounding board and said: "It collected my past, based on the threats that were very impressive to me and were very dangerous to me, and then..."

Teacher Yi, as her subconscious representation, naturally knew what she meant, and added: "Then the 'auction' was announced?"

No matter how I think about it, I feel that this kind of apocalyptic world is really incredible.

According to the information given by the puppet master, it is speculated that the auction objects in the world of "Online Advertising Instant Auction Service Provider" are probably all the things that prey on "evolvers" in this endless doomsday world system: copies, Fallen species, creatures that are difficult to classify, and traps... wherever she goes, there is a blank advertising space.

As long as there are blank advertising spaces, this world of "online advertising real-time auction service providers" that somehow came to life will continue to post auctions; and all kinds of things in the world will continue to "buy" the ads around her. bits, one after another, appearing around her - especially ones that looked a lot like the "cookies" of her past.

When she thought about the weirdness and crisis she had experienced, and how there were so many versions in thousands of worlds, Lin Sanjiu almost felt as insignificant as dust particles.

"What about oxygen?" Teacher Yi sounded worried, "Anyone who has breathed oxygen in this doomsday world is considered to be connected to this 'online advertising' system, right? So is oxygen considered a doomsday factor, or is it something else? what?"

Theoretically speaking, the "Online Advertising Real-time Auction Service Provider" cannot destroy any world, because it itself is not dangerous; if the most dangerous thing a person has ever experienced in his life is just being bitten by a cat on his finger, then this system will destroy him There is no way.

And all kinds of strange things that "buy" advertising space are also very personally targeted based on this strange system. Each "advertisement" can only destroy at most one person, let alone destroy the world.

Oxygen is even less likely to be a doomsday factor. Not to mention that simply inhaling oxygen has no effect on humans. Now she is eager for some oxygen - in other words, the role that the "doomsday factor" was originally supposed to play is now assigned to Three things.

"Whatever the doomsday factor is," Lin Sanjiu said irritably, "I finally understand why the arsenal has a gas cover on the outside. After cutting off the oxygen inside, the incoming arsenal members will not activate this system. . But the members of the arsenal also need to breathe, right? If they can’t even use oxygen bottles, wouldn’t they also die if they come in?”

Teacher Yi naturally has no answer to this question.

Lin Sanjiu took another look at the small square frame on the blue wall man's head. The cross was like a promise, a gesture of goodwill, telling her that as long as she clicked it, the threat in front of her would disappear immediately - just like the red brick wall figure last time.

However, Lin Sanjiu was not born after the apocalypse. She had seen pop-up online advertisements.

In order to get users to click on the advertisement, they can say that they will do anything they can; the advertisement that was clearly closed the last time you clicked the cross will probably open a new link for you the next time you click on it. Not to mention that sometimes the closing box will move, and sometimes a false closing box will appear...

In the past, she only had to close the newly popped-up browsing page, but in this world of "online advertising real-time auction service providers", accidentally clicking on it would obviously mean a series of new crises - she remembered that she had just hit After smashing the McDonald's bag, Guo Rennan climbed onto her shoulders.

Besides, even if she successfully shuts down the "Blue Wall Man", she still can't breathe, which means that the advertising space is vacant; as long as she takes a breath, the "empty advertising space" around her will be filled with God knows what. What the hell is this new thing?

"How about this," Teacher Yi suggested, "You keep the blue wall man first and don't close it. This way, at least nothing new will appear... Then you run away quickly, take a breath when you are far away, and wait for the blue wall man. When the wall man catches up, hurry up and cut off your oxygen."

Lin Sanjiu thought about it, and it seemed that this was the only way.

"Am I walking my dog ​​or my kite," she muttered, remembering the pig in the town hall.

Could it be that the pig heard something? Could it be said that in the world of Karma Museum, every doomsday model will wake up sooner or later?

But now was not the time to think deeply about the problem. While she could still bear the lungs that seemed to be about to explode, she quickly looked at the map of the arsenal and found a control room called the "Information Center". After finding the right direction, she took another look at the "blue wall man", turned around and ran away.

It seemed that her bad luck was coming to an end; every time she looked back on the road, Lin Sanjiu found that the "man with the blue wall" was still standing motionless. From a distance, it really looked like he had lost his life after the internet was disconnected. Vibrant web pop-up ads.

"Here," Teacher Yi called urgently.

Lin Sanjiu stopped in front of a locked mud-grey door. After thinking for a moment, she turned around and ran back a few steps, putting some distance between herself and the door. She looked directly in the direction of the "Blue Wall Man", immediately took out the breathing mask, and covered her face again - there was no more fresh and precious feeling in the world than when she inhaled that breath of oxygen when she was about to suffocate.

Before she even had time to close the oxygen bottle again, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net the jet-black hair of the "Blue Wall Man" had already flashed into the alley ahead. Compared with the real blue-walled people she had met before, this one seemed to be much slower; she quickly turned off the oxygen and tentatively took a few steps back. When she saw that the "blue-walled man" had indeed made no new moves, she couldn't help but My heart relaxed.

Although this method is very cumbersome, it finally works.

When she opened the door, Lin Sanjiu didn't hold back at all. She simply poured out all the anger in her heart on the door; even though the door was solid and thick, it couldn't withstand her heavy punches on the door shaft. As soon as the door shaft broke, she immediately grabbed the edge and tore it off forcefully. The metal door lock rolled away on the ground with a clang.

After walking into the corridor, the next few rooms were all treated equally roughly. When Lin Sanjiu felt a bit like King Kong, she finally found the communication transmission room inside the arsenal.

The entire branch had lost power a long time ago. In order to activate the communication transmission system of the arsenal, she had to go around to the back of the building and find a backup generator. Starting the power generation, connecting the system, turning on the system... In this series of steps, she breathed three or four more times, and every time she attracted the "blue wall man" as expected.

After entering the number Sibaan left for her in the missing person video, Lin Sanjiu's finger stopped on "send".

She frowned slightly, unable to tell what kind of feeling she had in her heart.

Is it...a sense of crisis? It doesn't seem right either.

She looked back and saw silence and emptiness all around. Apart from her and the silent, dark machine, not even the "Blue Wall Man" was nearby, and no other new advertisements appeared.

Lin Sanjiu pondered for a while and pressed "Send".

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