Doomsday Wonderland

"I kind of know why you're an old man."

...After the silver net was thrown out in an uproar, it suddenly flashed and disappeared into the night, and like its owner, there was no more sound. The moment when Sibaan's face was illuminated was so dazzling, even if it went dark again, that startling glimpse seemed to still remain in his field of vision.

Silver paint splattered on his clothes, faintly tracing out half of his outline; he looked like the son of God walking out of the dark night, his eyes stained with the color of the forest.

No matter how many times I've seen him, the impact of Sba'an's appearance is still astonishing.

It wasn't until the puppet master spoke coldly that Lin Sanjiu came back to his senses.

"You have to build a relationship with everyone you meet, so if you meet them next time, you won't be able to kill them if you can't beat them."

He seemed to see immediately that the two knew each other.

Lin Sanjiu sniffed. She didn't know why no one in the church said anything. They seemed to be waiting to see how she was going to answer. She had no choice but to turn a deaf ear and whisper to Bohemia: "Hey, it's okay. Just call your fish out and shine a light on it."

There was no response in the darkness.

"Bohemia?"

Still no response.

Could it be——

"I didn't hurt her," Siba'an's low and sweet voice immediately sounded in the darkness, as if he noticed her fleeting thoughts: "Because I saw you."

The puppeteer suddenly snorted lowly and full of disgust.

Lin Sanjiu smiled without embarrassment and walked towards Bohemia in small steps; behind him, Sibaan said "I'll do it", and then a large lamppost half a man high quickly lit up in the darkness. He stood up and slowly floated into the air.

The soft light suddenly spread over most of the dilapidated church. Bohemia was standing stiffly in the corner, motionless, every inch of exposed skin on her body was red, as if she had suddenly turned into a roasted red stone sculpture. Lin Sanjiu patted her gently, and then she suddenly jumped up, as if waking up from a dream: "What, what are you doing?"

"I want to ask you another question," Lin Sanjiu asked suspiciously, "Why are you so stunned?"

"It's nothing," Bohemia didn't dare to look at Siba'an. She stared in the other direction without blinking, twisting her neck unnaturally: "I, I...who is that person?"

"Sba'an, I told you."

As a faint breath of figs came from behind, Bohemia turned her head subconsciously, then opened her mouth half-open, her face flushed, and suddenly froze - dead again.

"Have you ever told her about me?" Sibaan asked in a low voice as he came closer. His voice became slightly hoarse, like a gentle sigh that brushed his ears.

Looking at Bohemia's appearance, Lin Sanjiu probably wouldn't be surprised if smoke came out of her ears and eyes due to brain overload the next second.

"Yes, I may need your help with something."

Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but want to laugh when she thought that Bohemia had contemptuously called Sibaan a "little pretty boy" not long ago. She glanced back at Siba'an, wanting to ask what happened to him and the queen underground, but she hesitated for a moment because she was worried about the puppet master above her - it was at this time that something suddenly popped into her mind. A light hit the ground.

The fact that the puppet master is still so calm until now and has not called in so many puppets he put outside speaks volumes in itself.

A little annoyed, she raised her head and shouted: "You called him here!"

In the darkness that was not illuminated by the light under the church vault, after a few seconds, a lukewarm nasal sound came from the puppeteer.

"Then why did you lead me to attack him?" The more Lin Sanjiu thought about it, the more she understood. If she hadn't been misled into preparing to ambush the intruder, Siba'an probably wouldn't have taken action against her - if Bohemia had just The silver net didn't illuminate the two of them in time, so I'm afraid we still don't know what the outcome of that battle will be.

The puppeteer sighed somewhat disappointedly.

"I can't do it myself, so I have to try." He said coolly, "What if he can kill you? You have to have hope."

"You want to use me as a gun, but I'm afraid that won't work. I've already noticed that she is a woman," Sibaan chuckled softly, seemingly unafraid of the puppet master - his posture was so leisurely, it looked like I was just chatting with an old friend: "So I didn't have murderous intentions just now."

Didn't he use all his strength just now?

This thought lingered in Lin Sanjiu's mind for half a second, and was quickly diluted by another one. She stretched out her pointer and pointed a few times in the air. Because she was angry, her tone became less gentle: "Come down, let's talk."

If she hadn't dodged quickly, the pointer in her hand would have been interrupted by a rushing attack. She hurriedly took a step back and confirmed that it was not another illness. Then she rubbed her swollen temples, turned around and asked, "Have you known him for a long time?"

Sibaan let out a lazily "hmm" from his throat, walked to the fire, sat in the chair that Lin Sanjiu had moved out just now, stretched his body and straightened his two long legs. Compared to the last time we met in the arsenal, he seemed a little tired. The dark blue uniform was messy and open, the collar was pulled loose, and the light and shadow traced the shape of his Adam's apple and collarbone. It seemed like he could attract light and follow him wherever he went.

"What on earth is going on?" Lin Sanjiu said as he went to bring Bohemia over. Under the double impact of fear and who-knows-what emotions, the latter's mind seemed to be completely lost, and he followed her obediently.

She had seen many shy and loving reactions from women when they saw Sibaan, but she had never seen this kind of state, as if the threads in the brain were burning. The blond man stretched out his hand and waved it gently in front of Bohemia's eyes a few times; Bohemia still stubbornly turned her head, refusing to turn around and look at him.

The puppet master suddenly said: "This person is okay."

It was obvious that he couldn't be talking about Lin Sanjiu or Siba'an, but Bohemia's compliment seemed like a stabbing blow, and her face quickly turned pale.

Siba'an let out a low breath as if sighing, and looked straight into Lin Sanjiu's eyes with those azure green eyes that seemed to be able to suck the soul in. He looked at her unblinkingly, and after several seconds, he suddenly smiled hoarsely and softly. His warm breath could make people's skin burn and flush: "I'm here to assassinate him now."

"Ah, really."

Perhaps it was due to a severe cold, but Lin Sanjiu just looked at him and answered in two words. The church was quiet for a few seconds before she suddenly reacted: "What?"

"Assassinate him."

"Wait - why? Didn't he ask you to come?"

Sibaan glanced in the air, like green emeralds soaked in white stream water flashing through the night. "Rather than saying that he called me here, it's better to say that the two of us have a tacit understanding because we have cooperated before. He knows that I want to assassinate him, and I also know that he knows."

"...Say it again, I have a cold and my brain is not working well."

"You don't have to catch a cold, it won't work in the first place."

The puppet master finally couldn't bear it any longer, and his voice was as sharp and cold as an ice knife: "No one knew that we knew each other, so the arsenal sent him here - when you sneezed, did you blow your brains out through your nostrils?"

Hearing this, Sibaan suddenly glanced at Lin Sanjiu.

"What?" she asked a little warily.

"Are you familiar?" This doesn't seem like a question anymore.

"He would kill me if I said he was familiar with it."

"...Do you think I can't move now?" The puppet master's voice suddenly became soft and dangerous. However, Lin Sanjiu waited patiently for a while and found that he still hadn't come down - his injury might be more serious than she thought.

"So you are very familiar with each other." Sibaan lifted up his blond hair and then let go, and the gilded halo fell scatteredly.

Who wants to run into him all the time?

Lin Sanjiu sighed, and really didn't know how to persuade the puppet master to come down, so he shouted loudly: "Why on earth don't you want to go to my place to recover from your injuries?"

"roll."

Before she could speak again, Sibaan suddenly sat up and showed a rare irritation: "Puppet Master, let's get down to business."

"Both idiots have ears as straight as rabbits, what's there to say?"

The blond man acted as if he hadn't heard anything and said straight to the point: "What do you want?"

There was silence in the church. After a while, the puppeteer snorted coldly: "Visa officer. UU READING www.uｕUKanｓ.netｔ"

"Done."

"Don't rush to agree," the puppet master smiled darkly, "I want more."

"Generally speaking, two is enough, right?" Sibaan frowned slightly.

"It was enough before, but not necessarily now."

"What's the meaning?"

"Haven't you noticed yet? The teleportation law has failed," the puppeteer paused, seeming to suppress another burst of breath. "...The visa system is also in chaos. One or two visa officers can't guarantee anything anymore. Now they are all expendable."

"The teleportation law has failed?" Siba'an was surprised and glanced at Lin Sanjiu. After she explained the rumors of the "Great Flood" and the gathering of replicas at the medical station in detail, he was stunned for a while and finally sighed softly.

"So that's it." He seemed to accept such unbelievable news very quickly. "This can also explain the recent series of situations in the twelve organizations..."

I don’t know what Siba’an was thinking. His voice became lower and lower, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. The luster almost made people afraid to look directly. Lin Sanjiu heard him say softly, "Maybe this is just right." She wanted to ask but didn't know whether she should ask.

"What do you want?" the puppet master asked calmly.

This is obviously a transaction, and both parties must first set out the conditions and put chips on the table.

Sibaan said nothing, but turned to look at Lin Sanjiu. She had never seen this blond man's eyes show such a look - as if he was watching the river of time sweep away everyone's bodies, and he was the only one standing on the bank outside of time, in the wind and sand. Standing alone in the middle.

She somehow remembered his words about "twin souls".

"I want it, but you don't have the ability to give it to me now." Siba'an said in a low voice, "Xiaojiu, where is your medical room?"