Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 2382 Picture Album Boy

...If it weren't for protecting the companions behind him, Fusiro could have easily escaped this "plasticine rain", right?

When this thought broke into Lin Sanjiu's mind, it was also the time when the pain after his consciousness was forcibly removed and severed was slightly relieved.

She seemed to be rolling down from the endless twisting of blades, and finally found that she was kneeling on the ground at some point, on all fours, trembling all over, and there was a faint pain in her throat that seemed to be cracking.

While gasping for breath, Lin Sanjiu turned her head towards the woods and saw a scene she would never forget.

...Did she see it because she had entered the "plasticine space" once?

With the dark forest as the center, countless "plasticine" are shooting out in all directions, as if the fragments of stars exploded after death and shattered, turning into howling meteors covering the sky and the earth.

Each ball of "plasticine" is intangible. Wherever it is drawn, it will take on the shape and color corresponding to the surrounding space; as they move rapidly, the "plasticine" is also constantly flickering and changing - momentarily. Suddenly, the world under the night seemed to be sparkling. The air, trees, night stars... were undulating and lustrous when countless "plasticine" passed by.

For a moment, Lin Sanjiu could only sit on the ground and watch blankly; the glimmer of light reflected from the countless "plasticine" changes made her vision also light up with the boiling starry sky.

Under countless meteors with changing luster, Fusiro's back stood straight in front of him.

Just as she thought, Fusiro had no room to hide at this moment - as long as he left the place, Lin Sanjiu, Exodus, and his companions in Exodus behind him would be pounced on by countless "plasticine"; however, Lin Sanjiu couldn't figure out how Fu Xiluo could stop the "plasticine" that was all over the world and as fast as meteors in a short period of time.

Fu Xiluo raised his right arm and pointed his fingers.

She could still vaguely feel that the part of her consciousness that had been pulled out and severed was like a dying but not dead snake, but it managed to maintain a complete form and did not fall apart; it was in Fusiro's body at this moment. The hand was twitching faintly, struggling, and gradually transformed into a "plasticine space".

"Go ahead,"

Fu Xiluo uttered two words in a low voice, and the consciousness in his hand suddenly burst into pieces with white light, as if the explosive device in his body had been detonated. In an instant, the consciousness that once belonged to Lin Sanjiu was turned into countless fragments. With a wave of his arm, it was like thousands of swift bullets, whipping up the fierce wind and rushing head-on into the night between heaven and earth.

Lin Sanjiu's heart skipped a beat and she understood immediately.

Could it be that Fu Xiluo wanted to use his tens of millions of points of consciousness to fight off millions of "plasticine" balls coming like meteors?

From the looks of it, he shouldn't have activated any evolutionary abilities; that is to say, Fusiro completely used his own eyes to determine the speed and direction of countless "meteors", and used his physical strength to knock out so many fragments of consciousness... …Is it really possible for humans to do this?

You know, if a few "plasticine" are allowed to rush through the defensive line and land on Exodus, it will be a big trouble...

However, it was as if someone had carefully calculated the trajectory, direction and distance of each collision. Wherever Lin Sanjiu looked, every bit of his consciousness hit a small piece of "plasticine" accurately.

For a moment, it was as if countless small fireworks bloomed on the water: clouds in the dark night, the edge where the woods meet the sky, swaying tall wild flowers... all rippled in a circle due to the impact of countless "plasticine" Circle texture.

"It's blocked," she murmured, in disbelief: "It's really blocked!"

"It's not over yet," Fu Xiro whispered, "You have to be more careful next time."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Sanjiu understood what he meant.

After being eroded by the "plasticine", his consciousness hit the "plasticine" again. Although the collision between the two resolved the momentum, causing countless "plasticine" to stop, temporarily saving Lin Sanjiu. and Exodus are not touched; but this also means that the world between heaven and earth has become a piece of cloth covered with moth-eaten holes, covering the gradually expanding plasticine space.

"Wait, can't they be connected?" Lin Sanjiu was shocked when she thought of this. "So much 'plasticine' expanding from countless places at the same time..."

"Well, it will eventually become a plasticine space several times larger than the one I just released." Fusiro sighed and said, "But I have to make them connected."

"Why?"

"It is troublesome to tame a huge guy again, but what is even more troublesome is to tame so many plasticine spaces one by one. It is easier to tame one than to tame a thousand." Fu Xiluo said without looking back. Said: "When you were on the spaceship, didn't you say that your humanoid items were alive?"

"Yes, I did say it... There are also abilities. I found that they seem to have their own growth process." Lin Sanjiu stared at the world in front of him that gradually stopped undulating, and whispered.

"Same goes for this."

Fusiro pointed to the "plasticine space" that was being connected bit by bit and slowly joined together, and said: "Have you ever thought about why the trees and stones wrapped in it are not dispersed into the most basic elements?" The molecular form is integrated into the surrounding world, but the person who is included will definitely die?"

Lin Sanjiu was startled.

"Could it be that... the 'plasticine space' intentionally melts and disperses humans?"

"Yes, that's right." Fu Xiro sighed again and raised his right hand again. "For it, this is a hunt...the prey is me, you, and everyone sleeping on the ship behind you."

"Then how do you tame it again?" Before the words came out of Lin Sanjiu's throat, Fu Xiluo had already gently, almost without thinking, stretched his right hand into the "plasticine space".

Just as soon as he stretched it in, the appearance of his right hand suddenly changed; the shape of the five fingers could no longer be distinguished, and the whole hand looked like a tissue that had been soaked in water for a long time, white and floating, as if it was about to transform.

"your hands--"

"It's okay, it was like this when we first entered. It was the same with you just now." Fu Xiluo looked at his hand and replied quietly: "There are two ways to tame it, one is through external pressure, and the other is through external pressure." The first method is through internal checks and balances. The first method cannot be used because the 'plasticine space' will conflict left and right in order to escape, and it will be difficult to avoid accidents."

Accident means...

Lin Sanjiu looked back at Exodus, who was still sleeping peacefully.

It had only been a few minutes since she saw the figure in the woods; all sounds and movements were firmly isolated outside Exodus, and everyone on the ship must not have even noticed anything strange.

She imagined what Gift Bao, Bohemia and the others were probably doing now, which made her smile softly.

"... Fu Xilao?"

"Huh?" Fu Xiro seemed to be focusing on his right hand without looking back, and his voice sounded a little labored. Even for him, it may not be easy to resist being melted and scattered.

"Let me tell everyone the truth tomorrow," Lin Sanjiu said softly, "They should know it too."

Fu Xilao turned his head, revealing half of his face.

The darkness in his eyes fluctuated, as if there was still a bit of disbelief, and he seemed to be afraid that speaking too loudly would cause the situation to change. He smiled softly and said in an angry voice: "...Okay."

Countdown to energy delivery—12:03

Something as tricky and deadly as the "plasticine space" soon became unable to resist Fusiro. He tightened and compressed it little by little, and finally turned into another object of his - Fusiro. Without hiding anything, she told Lin Sanjiu all the specific principles one by one; but even if she understood it, she didn't have the strength to do it to the same extent.

"I thought the friends I knew were already top-notch masters," Lin Sanjiu sighed, "But compared with you and Nuwa..."

"In the end, we still couldn't find out what she was here to do." Fu Xiluo seemed to be a little annoyed.

Now that Nuwa is here, I'm afraid the future progress will be different.

But...she didn't know what the future would be like before the change, so even if Nuwa's arrival changed part of her destiny, Lin Sanjiu still couldn't feel much sense of reality or worry.

On the contrary, the reason why she came to Fusiro was reminded of her again at this moment - what did the books in her and Kurosawa's hands mean?

As the two of them walked to Exodus one after another, Lin Sanjiu thought, and the card turned into a thin book, which was rolled into her palm. She didn't understand why, she felt a little nervous inexplicably, and she cleared her throat, then turned around, wanting to ask Fu Xiro a question - but before she could completely turn her head, she was suddenly startled and stopped in her tracks.

...a thin booklet?

That book was so thick and dull that no one could read it, and it made a loud sound when it hit the ground. But after the cards were removed, why did it become a "thin booklet"?

Lin Sanjiu lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand.

There is no doubt that she did not call the wrong card 100% of the time. However, the book that had been de-carded was no longer the one she and Kurosawa had seen; the book in her hand only had about twenty pages, and it was obviously a thin picture album, as if it were a children's picture album. Because the hand-drawn cover shows a little boy lying on the grass and looking up at the stars.

...This time, Lin Sanjiu knew that she could understand.

Do you want to open it? You can go back and take a look, right? You shouldn’t be anxious about this?

"Small wine?"

Just when Lin Sanjiu put her finger between the cover and the first page, Fu Xilao suddenly called out from behind, and he seemed to stop at some unknown moment.

I paused for too long this time, and my hands are a little raw. There are a few paragraphs in yesterday's chapter that need to be slightly changed, because I feel that the wording is not accurate and the plot is not expressed... But the problem is not big, and I can wait for the next anti-theft one. It's time to change, I'm exhausted now.

Hey, I haven't updated for 3 weeks, and my hand has given birth. What should I do after it's finished? How have other authors solved this problem?