Doomsday Wonderland

This entertainment room is quite large, with more than twenty single sofas placed, and there is still a lot of room left. After all, she was no longer a fledgling evolver. When Lin Sanjiu was looking for a seat along the wall, she started from the projection screen and used [consciousness scanning] to scrape it inch by inch, including the paper balls that fell on the ground and the empty ones. The packaging box is not missing either.

"Who is it?" An evolutionist in the middle row muttered unhappily after being poked, "What are you doing here if you don't want to watch a movie?"

There are really many capable people hidden in the Twelve Realms, and even [Consciousness Scanning] can sense them. Lin Sanjiu pretended that the matter had nothing to do with her, and continued to find a seat with an indifferent expression; the [Consciousness Scanning] did not stop, and was still walking backwards slowly.

In the center of the back of the room, where the projector should be, sat a machine that was obviously a special item, and a spaceship employee who was listlessly responsible for the projection next to it.

"Can special items also play movies?" Lin Sanjiu sat down on a seat not far from him, turned around and asked in a low voice.

As expected, this Sky Wheel didn't sell many tickets. Less than half of the more than twenty sofas were occupied; there was no one near the projectionist, and all seats were empty.

"Well," the projectionist was not very interested in chatting. He put one hand on the machine that looked like a CD shelf.

Lin Sanjiu would never give up because of other people's attitudes. He looked at the screen and felt that the image quality and shooting techniques were very sophisticated and mature, and asked, "Is the movie showing a pre-apocalyptic movie?"

The projectionist sighed silently. "Yes," he replied in a low voice, "Who will make movies in the end of the world?"

Lin Sanjiu turned around and watched for a while this movie whose title she didn't even know. When she finally figured out from the lines and plot progress that this was a suspense film, the biggest mystery had been solved, and the heroine ushered in a new life in tears - the chair cushions were not yet warm, and the ending song was Out.

"What's next?" Now she can speak louder.

The projectionist pulled out a bow-shaped hard film from the "CD rack". He didn't know which human society's data storage format it came from. He cleared his throat and asked in a loud voice to the whole room: "Everyone, listen to this. We have two movies left today, you choose which one you want to watch. The first one is a DVD——"

When introducing the movie, the first thing mentioned was the medium on which the movie was stored. Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"What's the content?" someone asked as if they were not interested. "Unless the content is particularly good, let me tell you, this type of movie is really nothing special. It just sits there and watches the images change one after another..."

"I'm already asleep." Someone said something.

"Anyway, I don't want to watch romance movies anymore," a woman moaned. "If two people like it, just stay together. If they don't like it, don't be together. Can't we just kill whoever gets in the way? There are so many bad things." "

...As soon as you hear it, you will know that it is a person born after the apocalypse.

Upon hearing the request, the projectionist looked at the DVD case.

"Hero of Cao Han," he himself sounded unconfident about the movie, "Let me take a look at the new movie... Well, it tells the story of an agent who was trapped in an enemy country and infiltrated into the government, pretending to be an official. personnel……"

"The cost won't be more than a hundred dollars," an old lady muttered. "You can tell from the movie's title."

"Okay, the second one is the phantom body," the projectionist put back the DVD that had received a less than enthusiastic response, and took out a small ball of shiny plasticine - "plasticine" was what Lin Sanjiu could think of. The closest thing in appearance.

"What is the phantom body?" she couldn't help but ask.

"The thing that stores movies," the projectionist explained, "is similar to a DVD, a video tape, or a hard drive. A phantom body can hold three or five movies. I don't know which technology was spread from the human world... Have you ever seen the phantom body? Body film?"

"No," Lin Sanjiu shook her head. No wonder a special item is needed to play movies - no matter what storage medium it is, it can be read and played, and it doesn't seem to need to be plugged in. It is indeed suitable for the post-apocalyptic human world.

"That's just right." A passenger who was a few sofas away from her turned his head after hearing this and said, "Experience a body phantom movie! It's quite fun for people who are watching it for the first time. The scenes and characters... It’s so close, it’s like you’ve stepped into a movie.”

"A 3D film," Lin Sanjiu suddenly realized, "three-dimensional?"

"Yeah, it kind of means that."

The projectionist looked at the wrapping paper of the phantom body and read the title of the movie aloud - "Battle of Loneliness" seemed to be a war movie, "The Girl in the Attic" and "The House on Sighing Hill" were incomprehensible. What came out was—but the tendency was already clear to the passengers watching the movie, and soon he stuffed the phantom body into a special item.

Lin Sanjiu sank into the depths of the single sofa, and for a moment, she seemed to have returned to a world that was drifting further and further away from her. Her impressions of the life of the past twenty years or so were already very fragmented and the texture was muddy; only the details that suddenly penetrated into her consciousness at an unexpected moment would remind her of them in a daze. It was a completely unfamiliar world.

In the past, was the person who went to work, ate, chatted and shopped, and spent his normal days really being me?

When she was absent-minded, the prelude of the film just ended - with a heartbeat, she suddenly found herself sitting on a small hill that appeared at an unknown time. Dark clouds and sky were pressing down on her head, and there was a farm in the grassland in the distance.

"I was shocked," Teacher Yi said, "I almost thought it was real... This immersive experience is really good."

really. If she hadn't been able to see other passengers when she turned her head and could see her sofa when she lowered her head, Lin Sanjiu might have thought that she had been teleported away or entered a dungeon.

The entire reality surrounding her seemed to have taken a back seat, giving way to this dark film; when the cold wind ruffled the protagonist's clothes, Lin Sanjiu felt cold. I had to cross my arms. It was as if she had always been with the protagonist, experiencing every scene of him up close.

Not only is the technology more advanced, but the social and cultural customs are also very different. The movie looks very fresh and interesting - but when the novelty wears off and the story emerges, it is still about the familiar struggles and nature of human beings. .

"Battle of Loneliness" was surprisingly good-looking, but "The Girl in the Attic" was so dull that it made Lin Sanjiu fall asleep. When she slowly opened her eyes from her nap, she felt lazy all over. The sun was shining so hard that she couldn't open her eyes, and in front of her was a three-story old house.

My friends must have noticed that this chapter is actually a transition... The last time I said I didn't sleep well, I received a lot of messages, which was really heartwarming. Thank you for worrying about me! In fact, I can fall asleep well, but I wake up a lot, and I don't sleep deeply. Even when I'm asleep, I can vaguely know what's going on around me... For example, someone is standing in the crack of the door and looking at me.

(I feel like I’ve found the reason why I can’t sleep well) (No kidding, I really wake up when there is some movement, maybe I need to exercise more)