Doomsday Wonderland

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From 1, Lin Sanjiu and his party never saw anyone else from the "Sleeping Room" - except for the bat-like predator and the black-haired woman, everyone else seemed to take advantage of the great witch's power to disappear. Ran.

After being delayed for such a while, I don't know what the situation of the great witch is now; the force field she set has long been gone, and the group of people arrived at the fire escape door on the top floor smoothly.

"Qingjiuru and I will go in first," the old hen pushed her wings against the door, turned around and whispered to the gift bag: "You walk behind, little by little, and remember, try not to make any noise."

The couch and the red panda let out a reluctant grunt at the same time.

"I have to go back to the room first," the red panda said hopefully. "Get my mermaid, so that I can fight... You see, then I won't follow you?"

The old hen looked at him carefully, her serious black eyes shining with disapproval, as if to confirm whether he was joking.

"No." Lin Sanjiu dashed off his hope and swept the red panda into the door with her wings: "...The power of that special item is mostly determined by the beauty of the holder. ;Look at what you look like, even if you go back and get it now, it won't be able to exert much power - not to mention, you are actually just an alcoholic."

Seeing that Qing Jiuru couldn't answer a word and walked away a short distance dejectedly, the blue cloth floral sofa also hurriedly turned sideways and squeezed in the door. Fortunately, every floor in the hotel was covered with thick carpets. When Ji Shanqing dragged himself on the ground completely by his own strength, he barely made any noise.

"Fortunately, the abilities produced by the collars are not exactly the same. We managed to confuse the predator just now." Because this topic was brought up, Lin Sanjiu said in a low voice, with a bit of fear. : "...After all, the appearance of an old hen is not beautiful."

The other two people looked at each other - it doesn't matter whether it looks beautiful or not. After all, the special item [Fantasy Creatures Exhibition # Exhibit No. 12] requires beauty and singing to seduce people's hearts; but Lin Sanjiu can rely entirely on The devastating sound shattered the predator's mental state... Of course, no one said this.

After entering the floor, out of caution, several people became completely quiet.

The ceiling of the penthouse suite is more like the ceiling of a European church; when you look up, it seems to be able to hang people's eyes and breath together under the smooth curved geometric shapes. Even though it has been eroded by the doomsday for more than two years, its former splendor and luxury have still vaguely retained its soul, just like the fragrance that lingers in the room after a beauty leaves.

In the center of the floor is a huge indoor swimming pool - the water has naturally dried up long ago, revealing the stained Mediterranean blue tiles. The skylight falling from the skylight gave the swimming pool a bright edge; standing reservedly in the shadow behind the skylight was the presidential suite.

"She lives so well herself," Qing Jiuliu muttered, and followed Lin Sanjiu's careful steps to the door of the room with the small golden letters " He was left far behind, and he was still marching forward in the corridor.

Stretching out a chicken paw, Lin Sanjiu pushed the door halfway and put her head in to take a look.

Although she had stayed in a five-star hotel before, she had never been exposed to a presidential suite. When she looked in from the door, she immediately knew that she was naive. Judging from the entrance hall and part of the living room exposed, this suite is over 200 square meters at least. Without knowing where the great miko is sleeping, there is no way to find anyone without walking in.

After thinking about it, Lin Sanjiu and Qing Jiuliu looked at each other and walked into the presidential suite. Without any support, the two unexpectedly heavy mahogany doors slowly and silently closed behind them. superior.

After about five or six minutes, the mahogany door was opened again.

"Let's go to the next room and have a look." Obviously, the search here found nothing. The huge old hen walked out of the door and told the red panda at his feet.

Looking up, the blue cloth sofa representing Ji Shanqing was still far behind, and was still moving forward with great pains - the two of them greeted him, then turned around and walked to the next room. .

It is said to be the next room, but it is actually located on another loft separated by the hollowing out of the entire floor. It even has a separate elevator; the two presidential suites seem to be separated by one floor - of course, this design also Lin Sanjiu took a lot of detours.

Only ten minutes later, when they came out of the second suite, confusion could be vaguely seen on the face of the hen.

"It's strange," Lin Sanjiu made a series of gurgling noises in her throat, "How come the great witch is so picky about people not sleeping in the suite?"

"Who knows, maybe he hid because he was worried about her precautions." The red panda was obviously not very interested.

"...We won't be late, right?"

"If you are worried, search the first room carefully again." Qingjiuru suggested.

They had searched the second room thoroughly, but there was no trace of the great witch anywhere - in fact, it seemed that no one had lived in this suite for a long time, so Lin Sanjiu broke the door lock first before entering. In contrast, it is more likely that the "" suite whose door lock has been broken once has been broken.

It can be said that Lin Sanjiu is very experienced in this kind of thing where friends are lost everywhere; she walked back to the first suite full of confusion and frustration, opened the door and rushed out again. Go in. This time the red panda was more active and jumped in without hesitation - because during the search just now, he discovered that there was a wine cabinet in the presidential suite.

This time, after the mahogany door closed, nearly twenty minutes were spent in silence.

What finally broke the silence was the faint sound coming from behind the door, getting closer and closer; it didn't sound like human footsteps, but "tapping", and you knew it was made by huge chicken feet. the sound made. When the sound of claws finally came to the door, the mahogany door was pulled in, revealing the old hen's furious pair of black beans: "No one can be found, and you still drink-"

The lesson she originally planned to pour on Qingjiuru's head was stuck in her throat when her eyes fell on the corridor.

Qingjiu Liu let out a "burp" and raised his hazy black eyes. The next second, his eyes suddenly widened.

A thin figure with a hunched back and a cane was standing on the other side of the central swimming pool - as if she had just realized that someone was behind her, she slowly turned around.

She was dressed in a green cloth shirt and fat black trousers. She looked like an ordinary old lady no matter how she looked - except for that face.

"You guys are a little early," she smacked her tongue and rolled her two catfish-like lips slowly a few times. From the layers of skin hanging down like dead bark, a dry and hoarse voice came out, which reminded people of burnt and then hollowed wood for no reason: "...There is no other way, but first I’ve been teasing you for a while.”

What does she mean...?

Lin Sanjiu narrowed her eyes and secretly screamed something bad.

Her biggest reliance at this time [Pygmalion Collar] has been consumed by the bat-like man; but what worries her more is the weird appearance of this old woman.

It’s ugly, forget it, mainly because…

She had never seen such a "vague" human being.

Lin Sanjiu stared at her twice, quickly turned her gaze away, and then quickly turned back again - even if she didn't want to, she couldn't stare directly at the old woman.

...When I looked closer, I realized that the old woman was like a superposition of countless images with extremely poor pixels. Not only the color and appearance were very blurry; if you look closely, there seemed to be countless layers around the edges of her body. , layer by layer, it becomes dizzy. Looking at it for a long time can even make people feel seasick.

The old woman grinned her lips - when she had no expression, those lips looked as if they were about to hang down to her chest; as she raised her hands, the old woman's entire upper body became blurred. There was a blurry image on the ground, like an image when the signal was poor.

Lin Sanjiu's heart trembled, and just as he was about to call out the [Protective Force Field], his body suddenly shook and he stared at the old woman's fingertips.

"Then, what is that?" Qingjiureu's murmuring voice sounded at his feet.

... From the air at the old woman's fingertips, several neat rows of subtitles floated up almost in the blink of an eye; each word was of an almost transparent light color, and it seemed as if the air was folded. The shadow is the same. If the distance was not too far at this time, I might not be able to see it at all.

"Didn't I tell you, you guys came a little early."

A voice like a hollowed-out dead wood came out of the old woman's mouth flatly: "There is no other way. I have to keep you busy for a while until the correct option comes out."

What is this mess?

Lin Sanjiu quickly glanced at the rows of subtitles facing away from her - although she couldn't see what was written for a moment, she knew she could not let the old woman succeed; without saying a word, the huge hen stood at the feet of As soon as he jumped, he rushed forward with a wave of consciousness.

The old woman didn't even raise her eyelids to this menacing giant hen across the swimming pool, as if she didn't pay attention at all; when her fingers quickly clicked on each of the two rows of text, she had an old face. It had been obscured by the shadow cast by Lin Sanjiu.

"When you breathe air, you will suffer from depression." The old woman raised her head, which was like a million shadows superimposed, and finished the sentence quickly just as the chicken wings were about to touch her.

With a "bang", Lin Sanjiu suddenly fell from the air - the tips of her wings were just about to scratch the old woman's body, but they suddenly turned into human arms; when she fell At that time, she looked like an ordinary person without any fighting ability - she neither adjusted her posture nor protected her head and face. The sound when she hit the ground hard made people gasp. Cool air.

The red panda stared blankly at Lin Sanjiu, who suddenly returned to human form, speechless for a moment.

Lin Sanjiu turned her back to it, climbed up from the ground with sluggish movements, sat on the ground, lowered her head, and did not move at all.

"Hey..." Qingjiuru couldn't help but ran forward two steps, then stood still. "Lin Sanjiu! You can't really be suffering from depression, right?"

This was different from ordinary depression - even though he said this, he knew very well that since the old woman had said this, Lin Sanjiu must have been suffering from depression.

She said that her group would change species, didn't they really change? Although it seems that only one effect can be maintained on the same subject at a time, the old woman's words are indeed...

Thinking of this, the red panda suddenly narrowed his eyes, lowered his head and rushed towards where the old woman was. As soon as he moved, Lin Sanjiu stood up; as if no one wanted to see it, she avoided it. He walked to the side silently, turned into a dark corner and sat down.

The little white fangs of the red panda were already exposed; just when he was about to pounce on the old woman, the other woman suddenly bent down and pressed him accurately with a vague and loose-skinned hand. on the ground.

"You don't want to regain your human body, do you?" The old woman chuckled, letting the red panda flapping back and forth under her palm for a while, grabbing the back of the neck and shaking her hand, throwing Qingjiu away far away: "... My abilities cannot be wasted like this."

Qingjiureu got up from the ground panting and glanced at Lin Sanjiu in the far corner on the right. If it had been in the past, she would have cursed others with hatred; but now...

However, he took the risk and rushed closer just now, not just to restore his body.

Qingjiuru didn't turn his head to the left - the last thing he wanted the old woman to realize now was what was on the left.

"Your subtitles," he gasped, drawing the old woman's gaze to him: "Although it is backwards, UU看书www.uukansｈhu.net, but I can see it clearly. One row is 'conditions', and the other row is 'Consequences', there are at least four or five options in both categories...I saw them all."

"'When you breathe' is the one you choose from the condition column, and 'suffering from depression' is the one you choose from the consequence column -" He paused and snorted: "You This ability is quite weird, what’s its name?”

"So what if I know," the old woman replied slowly, walking towards the left side of the red panda. "It's okay to tell you. The name of this ability is [Concept Collision]. Remember it."

After that, as if she was tired from standing, she slowly sat down on a blue floral sofa and let out a long breath.

(I always write the serial number incorrectly, and I feel tired...Thank you to everyone who gave me rewards and monthly tickets. I will move back to my comments from tomorrow! By the way, what do you think about the anti-theft stamp...)

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