Doomsday Wonderland

Remember [new] in one second! The fastest update! No ads!

How to ensure that the puppet master can come back after leaving has taken everyone a lot of thought.

Several people discussed each other for a long time, and even the square-faced man was invited in and expressed a lot of professional opinions; in the end, the plan that was actually decided was probably a plan that, except for Lin Sanjiu and others, would be the best in the world. There is no way for a second person to copy it.

"this is……"

Wan Lin, who was called by Zhihe again, stared at the human arm that Lin Sanjiu handed her, with a very ugly expression on her face. It didn't take long for her to recover from the shock and fear caused by the puppet master, and she realized what she was going to bring this time, and it was indeed a bit difficult for her.

"I will definitely not seek revenge on you," Lin Sanjiu advised, holding the box with the human arms in both hands and keeping a straight attitude. "...You have done him a big favor. Besides, this is not really his arm."

The forearm was thin and skinny. Regardless of whether it was connected to a body or not, it was as bloodless as white paper. The hand at the end of the forearm has clear knuckles and long fingers, as if it will turn over gently and turn anyone who touches it into a puppet.

"No... isn't it," Wan Lin said, quickly glancing at the puppet master not far away - his eyes turned to his intact hanging hands and then looked back.

Although the puppet master was extremely unhappy at the moment, he still tolerated them calmly and calmly until now. Apart from the fact that the matter was too important to lose his temper, it might also be because he didn't know how to react. ——Anyone in the world may not be very clear about such things as having one's arm copied from a gift package, then asking someone to take it to another world, and asking the flood service provider for the destination. What is the appropriate response?

In the face of a huge flood, they already knew what information the puppet masters needed to provide. They could just write it down and give it to Wan Lin. Only this request to hold their arms tripped them up, and then they thought Came up with this solution.

"No, but it's no different from his own. No, it's his own hand at all." Lin Sanjiu noticed Wan Lin's confusion and assured: "How should I put it, it's like he was born with three hands -"

Her lingering vigilance made her rein in the situation, she stopped in time, and changed her words: "Anyway, just take him there and do as I told him."

Wan Lin is an ideal candidate. All her wealth had been robbed, and she had to live here and there recently. It was extremely difficult. Even if she was afraid of the puppet master, she really didn't have the confidence to refuse Lin Sanjiu.

She respectfully took the box containing the arm with both hands, and the square-faced man sent her to Wandering in the Clouds. When she appeared again two days later, Wan Lin handed her the box and a sentence again.

"Yes," she said the most important result first: "The flood service provider told me that the puppet master can return to the Karma Museum from Wandering in the Clouds at any time. The service provider and I were a little surprised at the time... I didn’t expect that this method would actually work.”

Lin Sanjiu paused, feeling as if her vision was covered by thick fog. At this time, she was stretching out her feet to explore the rocky ground in front of her. She still didn't know whether after this step, she would stand firm or fall off the cliff. . "sure?"

"Well," Wan Lin nodded again, "I can give you the location and name of the flood service provider."

Just like that, with almost no sense of reality, the puppeteer left that night.

No matter who it is, compared with every reunion, "leaving" is always like a sentence that should have been finished but was interrupted, or a section of a movie that was turned to mute.

Even Lin Sanjiu is almost used to farewell now; it is not a ceremonial toast and farewell - farewell in the apocalyptic world is calm, gloomy and dumb. Life, or anything else, was originally incomplete, but now it just returns to its original state silently.

At the first glance, the dark and straight figure was still there, standing with Yuan Xiangxi in front of the flood service provider.

The second time I saw it, it was the tips of her own boots, stained with a little dust.

At the third glance, there was only the square-faced man in front of me.

Because Yuan Xiangxi was not a human being, he could follow him as long as he was treated as an "object". This made Lin Sanjiu somewhat relieved. Although Yuan Xiangxi didn't have much combat power and wasn't of much use, she always felt that as long as there was even one companion by her side, the puppet master wouldn't go too far and wouldn't be unable to come back.

After the chores were sorted, the expenses were settled, and the square-faced man left, Lin Sanjiu was stunned for a while in the suddenly quiet world.

Qingjiuru unscrewed a bottle of wine, took a sip himself, and handed it over silently. Lin Sanjiu stretched out her hand without looking, took a sip, and handed over the gift bag.

Ji Shanqing put the mouth of the bottle into his mouth very lightly. When the bottle fell, his face was like vacuum-packed beef jerky.

"Wha, what is it-" He couldn't finish his words, so he coughed hard, finally breaking the silence among several people: "Is it poisonous? It tastes so bad-"

Change the source app to view the latest chapters of this book on multiple sites at the same time. 】

"You've never drunk before?" Qingjiu Liu didn't care whether he could breathe, and quickly took the drink carefully.

"Of course I have," Ji Shanqing's face turned red and tears came from his eyes, "But I have never drunk such a terrible wine!"

"You are not as good as a puppet master," Qingjiu Liu put away the wine and said, "I will give him a taste when he comes back."

Lin Sanjiu was embarrassed to say it, and she also found it quite unpleasant to drink.

"Speaking of wine, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net means that the puppet master and Yu Yuan have pretty good taste." They were obviously people who dared to drink industrial alcohol when they were addicted to alcohol, but now they miss their taste. Similar drinking companions. "My karma must be good, and I will definitely not be reduced to the point where I can only spend the rest of my life with you."

These words reminded the gift bag - he wiped his face with tears with his sleeve, and said to Lin Sanjiu: "Sister, haven't I been thinking about you for the past two days, 'meeting an old friend in a foreign land'?"

Lin Sanjiu lowered his head and glanced at the ballpoint pen line drawn on his wrist, and said, "What's wrong?"

"There are a few questions. I'm afraid I need to observe it actually working once before I can get the answers."

Ji Shanqing looked around and explained: "In situations like this, we just wait passively for the next person to be called back when we meet an old friend in a foreign land. It is difficult for us to tell how it works, and I don’t know how long this process will take. But if you take the initiative to...well, 'apply' it, you can provide me with a lot of precious information."

"How to apply it?" Lin Sanjiu asked in confusion.

"For example," Ji Shanqing couldn't help but sigh when he said this, "...you take it to 'space crossing'."