Doomsday Wonderland

"Hey! Lin Sanjiu!"

Lin Sanjiu's footsteps suddenly stopped, and the soles of her shoes scraped against the floor tiles. She has never been stopped in a crowd; the person who recognizes her, knows her name, and calls her out must be her friend - who is it? Finally someone came to this world and they came back——

"Lin Sanjiu!" The slightly rough man's voice shouted again.

Lin Sanjiu turned his head quickly; deep in the crowd, the voice shouted again: "Is it Lin San's bar? You want to hire someone to jump through the flood to deliver the letter for you, right?"

She let out a long, heavy breath, and the enthusiasm that had almost jumped out of her body just now gradually sank back.

Sometimes, especially when you are eager for something to happen, even if your eyes and ears are telling you no, your brain still refuses to be convinced. For just one or two seconds, she was almost convinced that a friend finally answered her call and reunited with her - in fact, it was the big flood she was looking for when she came to the world of the city hall last time. service provider.

"What a coincidence, I was about to send you a message,"

When Lin Sanjiu walked quickly through the crowd, the square-faced man she had entrusted with the task last time was standing in his usual place not far from the city hall, and he waved the paper crane in his hand towards her. "Are you here to see the progress? Just in time, it saves you the trouble of sending paper cranes back and forth. Hey, why is that floating temple you had last time gone?"

She caught up with him in a few steps, without even having time to say a perfunctory word about the whereabouts of the temple. She took the paper crane that the other party had returned and asked hurriedly: "Have you found the person?"

When she spoke, her eyes also glanced at another strange short-haired woman behind him - the flood service provider nodded, pointed at the strange woman and said: "Well, yes, this is the guest who is going to be here today. I've jumped to walk in the clouds, and I can bring you a message."

For a moment, Lin Sanjiu was so grateful that she almost wanted to rush up and shake hands. Lou Qin probably won't refuse her request. As long as she is willing to send herself two vaccines first, she can keep the puppet master - and all of this requires a messenger.

"Hello, my name is Wan Lin," the short-haired woman greeted.

"That's great," Lin Sanjiu said with a smile, almost out of breath, "You really did me a big favor. Do you know the conditions?"

"Well, Mr. Ding told me everything," Wan Lin raised his chin at the flood service provider and said, "As soon as I land, I will send out a paper crane for you, wait for a reply, and then come back here with a package. Come, right?"

"Is everything okay?" Lin Sanjiu asked with a bit of nervousness.

"No problem," Wan Lin nodded, "It matches my own schedule, so it's easy."

She thought for a moment and then added: "But... I'm just a stranger. Do you feel free to let me carry your things for you?"

If Lou Qin can send her people, that would be best; if she can't send anyone, she can also give the vaccine to the courier. Lou Qin's vaccine plan has not yet been made public. There are very few people in the world who know what the vaccine looks like and what it does, so he is not afraid of the messengers who bring things to him.

However, Lin Sanjiu was still worried, so he added insurance and said, "What I asked you to get back are two syringes, which contain a piece of my own cell information. Only with these can the damage in my body be repaired. To anyone else, it would be trash..."

"I understand," Wan Lin shrugged and said, "Don't worry. Life is like driving. If you want to be safe, you have to stay in your own lane... and just step into other people's lanes. A stupid thing to do.”

Lin Sanjiu smiled.

She had been wandering in the apocalyptic world for too long. Even though Wan Lin seemed to be reliable, she still added a third patch to the plan - in order to make Wan Lin believe her words, she finished the recording in front of the two people opposite. A message to Lou Qin; of course, a lot of code words were used.

There is no need to say the word "vaccine" clearly, Lou Qin should be able to understand what she means.

After the input was completed, Lin Sanjiu said to Zhihe, "Go find Lou Qin."

Louqin and Zhihe were not in the same world at all, so Zhihe naturally couldn't go anywhere and remained motionless between her fingers. Lin Sanjiu handed it to Wan Lin and said: "As soon as you land, take it out of the storage item... Wait, I will give you a backup contact information in case Zhihe cannot find it. to her."

Wan Lin frowned, nodded, and took the paper crane thoughtfully.

Lou Qin is different now, and may use methods that Lin Sanjiu doesn't understand to hide herself outside the detection range of the paper crane; however, the "Beacon Fire" terminal that Lin Sanjiu obtained while walking in the clouds belongs to Lou Qin. Logically speaking, Qin's organization's system should be able to transmit a message looking for the leader of the organization, but it's just not as convenient as the paper crane.

When Wan Lin took the small white box, Lin Sanjiu finally paused and glanced around her face, realizing that her expression was different.

"Wan Lin?" Lin Sanjiu called her, "Do you have any questions?"

The short-haired woman shook her head, but her eyebrows were still furrowed. "No, there's no problem. It probably has nothing to do with sending you a letter..."

"What is that?" Lin Sanjiu didn't dare to let her go without asking clearly.

"Maybe it's just a sense of déjà vu," Wan Lin, half of whose mind was obviously still stuck on the question she was pondering, murmured, "I just feel that what you just said feels so familiar to me..."

"What's the meaning?"

Wan Lin frowned and was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his head. "No, this is not déjà vu. Before today, I must have heard of UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.net."

"Have you heard this piece of information from me?" Lin Sanjiu was stunned.

"No, it's some key words in your message..." Wan Lin was confident, and his attitude became more and more clear: "I remembered that recently, I heard very similar phrases."

"I don't understand," Lin Sanjiu also frowned, "Where have you been recently and what did you hear?"

Wan Lin looked back and forth at the small white box in his hand and whispered: "I heard Louqin, needle, walking in the clouds, Fanjia City, ordinary people..."

"I never said ordinary people." Lin Sanjiu suppressed the secret shock in her heart and clenched her fists.

"Oh, no, you really didn't say that." Wan Lin closed his eyes tightly and corrected: "The word 'ordinary people' was the last time I heard it... The whole thing is too similar, I got it confused. If I mention just one of the keywords, I won’t think of it. The main thing is that these words all appear in the same paragraph at the same time. Regardless of the order or feeling, they give me a very similar impression.”

Lin Sanjiu took a step forward and stood face to face with her, so close that she could almost hear her breath.

"When did you hear it?" she asked in a tight voice, "Who said it?"

"I don't know." Wan Lin looked a little wary, and quickly shook his head and said: "My ability... I won't go into details, but sometimes, it will pick up some nearby verbal messages. It's like you accidentally hear snippets of conversations from passers-by. I heard it on a public spaceship. At that time, the spacecraft was crossing land after land, so I didn't know where the source of the message was or who was speaking. .”

She hesitated and added: "I can only tell you that I heard it within a month or two."

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