Doomsday Wonderland

After making the memo, Lin Sanjiu, who felt relieved, slept for another eight or nine hours before being awakened by the softly lit light of Sarais. She had a hearty breakfast, took a hot bath, and changed into clean clothes. She felt like she had been reborn.

She picked up last night's memo and stared at it for a while, with a wry smile on her lips. When she was so sleepy last night, her way of thinking seemed to have completely changed to another way; when she woke up today and took another look, she immediately realized the most important issue.

In order to get things done one by one, she must first get rid of the personalities who are secretly following her.

Normally, this would not be difficult; but she was fixed by the "sign-in copy" - her range of activities may have been exposed long ago, and there are only a few check-in points within her range of activities; every day Among the people who went to sign in, one of them must be her.

Lin Sanjiu opened the sign-in booklet that she had bought and compared it with the map for a while. In the opposite direction of Black Market, almost half a continent away, there is a smaller evolution gathering place called "The Orangery"; because it is too far away, the mop cloth does not have a sign-in sign there. Yes, but I think there must be one near the Orangery.

From a topographic point of view, the orange grove is located among hills; if the Exodus were parked among the mountains, it should be well hidden from people.

"Sales," she scanned all the maps into the Exodus operating system and ordered: "After ten o'clock tonight, go to this target location - is it clear?"

"Yes." Saras responded softly. On the three-dimensional map that popped up on the console, a bright red "X" was slowly rotating at her destination.

The next step is to sign in.

Lin Sanjiu's [Mask] had been used up. After thinking about it, she didn't put on a disguise. Instead, she took out a few sets of clothes that she had stuffed in before from the card library - those sets of clothes were all the same black. Racerback vest, field pants and booties. Except for adding a coat because of the cold weather, she was dressed exactly the same as when she was in the extreme temperature hell.

"No more covering up," she explained to Teacher Yi in her mind, "It can't be covered up anyway. Although I don't know what means they used, they always seem to be able to recognize me."

"Then there's no need to jump up and wave vigorously to tell them where you are, right?"

"Is it really that conspicuous?"

Lin Sanjiu asked while turning half a circle in front of the mirror.

The figure in the mirror is tall, thin, slender and refined, and every smooth line like a painter's brushstrokes seems to be condensed to maximize the body's functions. When she is still, she looks like a statue of a famous master. With just a slight movement, she will burst out with amazing speed and power.

"...The more conspicuous the better." Lin Sanjiu smiled, turned around and walked out of the room, sitting in the single cabin waiting for her. "Honestly, I wish I could hold a sign saying I am Lin Sanjiu."

Her journey to Black Market was as uneventful as ever.

There was also no one in front of the check-in point - when Lin Sanjiu approached the telephone pole, she vaguely felt like someone was looking at her from behind; but this was probably because she knew that Lu Ze's personality was secretly following her. The illusion produced.

"They should be a little surprised to see that I'm not dead, right?"

Lin Sanjiu signed in smoothly and looked around. I don't know if it's because of her appearance or temperament, but she easily attracts attention; among the evolutionaries walking by the telephone pole, there are always twos and threes of eyes that glance over her.

It took less than a minute to sign in. If someone is really looking for and tracking her, she should probably give them a little more time and let them follow her closely so as not to miss her.

After leaving the check-in point, she put her hands in her trouser pockets and walked slowly down the street. The Black Market has an amazing size. Even though she has been here countless times, there are still many unfamiliar areas that she has never set foot in. Lin Sanjiu walked around the market several times and happened to see a tea tent, tables and chairs from a distance. The tea sets were placed on the pavement outside the tent - it looked like the business was pretty good, with a lot of customers coming and going.

…It’s a perfect fit here.

"Boss!" Lin Sanjiu looked at the handwritten tea order on the tent and frowned slightly: "May I have a pot of... uh, micro, 'Weak Light of Wisdom'?"

What is this?

"It'll be ready soon!" The red-faced girl who was sweating from work responded with a smile. She was not exaggerating at all. As soon as she finished these four words, a teapot landed in front of Lin Sanjiu.

"Can this tea... make you smarter after drinking it?" she asked a little doubtfully.

The red-faced girl was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "No, this is not that kind of tea!"

While laughing, she opened the lid of the pot for Lin Sanjiu; inside, four or five brown-green leaves that had been soaked in a round shape were slowly spinning around in the water. "Hey, take a sip of tea and swallow a leaf." The red-faced girl instructed, "You can't chew it, you have to swallow it directly. There must be tea between the leaves."

Why is this?

Lin Sanjiu was full of doubts, but before he could ask any more questions, someone from the other end of the tent shouted for a pot of "Heart of the Iron-Blooded Warrior"; the shopkeeper girl wiped her hands on her apron and hurried over - she obviously ran over. Her hands were empty at the time, but when she got to the man, she had already put a pot of tea for him, making it difficult to see where she took out the teapot.

...Now that you've got it, make peace with it, you might as well give it a try.

Lin Sanjiu stared at the tea leaves in the pot with suspicion for a while, and found that the four or five round and fat leaves were always rotating at a constant speed in the tea, almost like mechanical products. She looked at the tea guests around her, followed the shopkeeper's instructions, took a big sip of tea, picked out a round leaf and swallowed it - the round leaf disappeared from her throat instantly, so smoothly that she I even felt a little unprepared.

She didn't notice anyone suspicious around her until she finished her pot of tea.

"In this case," Lin Sanjiu pushed the teapot away and had a card in his hand: "Then it's time for me to do something serious."

With a thought in her mind, the card immediately turned into a prop [Designer of Party B] in her hand.

This is a special item that can be customized with special items upon request. It looks like an ordinary form and comes with a pen. At the top of the form were several different item templates. As a "stingy Party A who was unwilling to pay a lot of money," Lin Sanjiu could only pick one of the item templates and fill in his own requirements.

"Well...that's it," she picked up a "template of non-offensive, daily convenience items" and said to herself, "This should be enough."