Doomsday Wonderland

It might not be too difficult to get Fan He to surrender, but getting her to agree to his conditions was full of obstacles and dangers - there were several times when Lin Sanjiu was almost convinced that Fan He was about to end the dungeon regardless.

"You give me Sibaan's voice and my things back. This is non-negotiable."

The first condition was not surprising, Fan He just nodded.

"I do need your cooperation to send a message to Siba'an," Lin Sanjiu said carefully, "but when to send it, where to send it, and what to say... it must be decided by me. If you want me to send it to Introducing your trap, you’d better change your mind.”

Fan He was obviously not surprised by this, and his face remained calm without any fluctuation.

After Lin Sanjiu finished speaking, he looked at the female employee and asked, "Can the dungeon guarantee the things that are done after the dungeon is over?"

"Of course, we have considered it very comprehensively. She can pay a deposit," the female employee said reasonably. "You will return the deposit to her after the matter is completed. I will make some changes in the things that serve as the deposit. In this way, If you don’t pay her back, you won’t be able to use it yourself, and both parties will have peace of mind.”

It's really a comprehensive consideration.

"Is there anything else?" Fan He asked coldly.

"As for the seeds, I really can't give them to you for the time being," Lin Sanjiu scratched his face and said, "The main reason is that once I return them to you, I won't have anything that can hold... well, hold a human form. The seeds. The ability is now a prison, and the humanoid cannot be released. Once it sees the light, I will be in big trouble."

Fanhe was stunned. "That space spans——"

"No way. I've been looking for someone recently, and I feel like it, this, can come in handy..." Lin Sanjiu herself felt embarrassed as she said it, feeling like she was writing a bad check: "Wait until I finish these things. After processing, the seeds and space span will be returned to you."

Fan He blinked slowly several times, as if he still couldn't believe his situation.

"I don't mean to kill you all," Lin Sanjiu quickly explained in order to prevent the other party from jumping over the wall, "I will give you back whatever you need to sustain your life...that is, your 'spiritual and body suture agent' Is there a second one? Where did you get it? Can you get one for me?"

Fan He seemed to have run out of brain power, so he had to tilt his head, thought for a while, and said, "...Huh?"

Lin Sanjiu folded her hands and said "hmm" through her nose without any embarrassment.

"Not only did you not give me anything back, but you also asked me for another thing?" When Fan He understood the question, his face was full of disbelief.

Although this is the case, it doesn't sound good to say it like this.

"I didn't lie to you just now when I said that I have a friend who has a different body and soul," Lin Sanjiu said as sincerely as possible, "I have no personal grudge against you. It would be best if we could reach an agreement and say goodbye harmoniously." of."

Fan He couldn't help but sneered: "Do you think my only means is this copy?"

"We have to be reasonable, right?"

It would be troublesome for the other party to cry, but Lin Sanjiu was the last to take any advantage. He crossed his arms and said, "You took the initiative to attack me last time, right? You said you lost something in the end because of my high level of self-defense." Is it? Did you ask for it? They say that you gain wisdom after every experience, and you have no wisdom in life. Here you go again. No matter how many tricks you have, what should I be afraid of? The worst I can do is wait for this copy to end and take a breath immediately. , eh, we can meet again in the next dungeon, it’s still my home court.”

She was feeling a little thirsty as she spoke, glanced at her shelves, and continued: "You are missing a post-post or something, how long do you think you can last in the next copy? That's how primitive people keep following their prey. Until the prey is consumed to death, why do you have to let me use this method——"

Fan He didn't get angry. After listening for a while, he suddenly interrupted her: "Props for later maintenance."

Lin Sanjiu didn't react for a moment. "What?"

"The things on that shelf," Fan He whispered, "are my 'post-maintenance props'."

This time it was Lin Sanjiu's turn and she didn't know what to say.

"I don't believe you will return the seeds and space crossing to me, because I don't believe anyone can be willing to spit out such a rare ability. It's okay if you don't want to return it to me. If you are mentally prepared, you will be constantly tracked and tracked by me in the future. Ambush, that's your business." Fan He's tone was still very cold: "What I need most now is indeed my post-maintenance props... In addition to returning them to me, you must agree to my other One condition.”

"What conditions?"

"My 'root system'," when Fan He mentioned these two words, she seemed to shudder slightly - just too slight, almost like an illusion created by Lin Sanjiu. "You have to make sure Siba'an returns my 'root system' to me...he is different from me, and there is no use in taking it."

Lin Sanjiu's spirits perked up slightly. Is she worried?

What Fan He said was not that "general evolved people" were different from her - the two were indeed different - she specifically explained that it was "Sbaan" who was different from her.

It's as if... Sba'an is different from "general evolvers".

"What on earth are you...? How much do you know about Siba'an?" Lin Sanjiu thought for a while and said, "Siba'an is not the kind of person who covets other people's things. Tell me what you know, and I will I am willing to persuade him to return his roots to you.”

"You really refuse to give in even a step. You must get something from me in exchange." Fan He breathed out softly, still without much of the heat of human emotions; instead, it just seemed like the branches and leaves were occasionally shaken by the wind. of vegetation.

The female employee was useless and yawned.

"I am a human being, or I was a human being when I was first born. But I am not 100% human now... I am the most successful 'prototype' in the arsenal. There are many other prototypes besides me, UU reading www.uukanshu.net Although they are considered outstanding among humans, they have not escaped the limitations of being human and cannot be considered successful."

Fan He didn't seem to see the surprise on Lin Sanjiu's face, nor did he explain what the "prototype" was. He just said calmly: "According to the information I obtained, when Sibaan first joined the Arsenal, the Arsenal only thought that he was A capable and ambitious young man, like other talented people, joins the arsenal for the sake of a good future... nothing more."

Lin Sanjiu's whole body tensed up. "Then what?"

Fanhe paused. "Later we discovered something was not quite right. To be honest, we still haven't gotten any answers until now... When the prototype project quickly progressed to a certain point, by chance, we discovered a little bit about Siba'an. Traces of the prototype plan’s transformation.”

Lin Sanjiu fell into a vacuum of thoughts.

"But this is impossible." Fan He frowned and said, "Every prototype must be cultivated and transformed from an early age... At his age, he needs to enter the prototype plan twenty or thirty years ago. Do you know how old I am?"

Lin Sanjiu looked at Fan He's face that showed no age at all. Although she didn't say a word, she vaguely guessed what she was going to say next.

"Only fifteen years have passed since this body was born into the world." Fan He tapped his temple and said, "My mind is another matter. A fifteen-year-old cannot compare with me. Only However, in this way, you also realize where the problem is, right?"

"Thirty years ago, the arsenal didn't even start a prototype program," she sighed.

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